He drove the car and walked to the "ghetto" with his memory.

Long Zhan was far behind, and Xiao Liu sat next to him. Xiao Liu sighed: "Slow down, slow down, get closer to the fourth master and you'll find out!"

Long Zhan gave him a self-realized look: "I'll bet with you for a hundred yuan, and the fourth master already knows." ”

He told them to follow, not intending to hide it, and knowing that they were just worried about his safety.

Downstairs, Aston Martin stopped, and immediately attracted two dusty women who happened to pass by. They were whispering, smiling like they were the best. Mo Mingjin didn't squint and stepped on the stairs without lights.

Xiaoliu said that she lived on the fourth floor.

Mo Mingjin stopped in front of the door, staring at the closed door with eyes like an abyss. After a moment, he raised his hand and knocked on the iron door.

Fang Xinyu was standing by the window, she was open to the window, and the sound of the supercar pulling the wind was obvious in the dark night. She calmly put down her tied hair, pulled out two pieces of drawing paper from under the table, and walked to the door.

She walked slowly, but with determination.

Mo Mingjin, you're finally here.

Fang Xinyu opened the door, as if he had taken the initiative to enter the boundless hell. At this moment, her expression also changed completely.

"Is it you?" she was stunned by the smile, nervous and dazed, and at a loss: "Why are you here?"

Mo Mingjin didn't dare to look at him when he saw her head down, he suddenly hugged her waist and hugged her body.

"You ......" Fang Xinyu trembled and was surprised.

Mo Mingjin was not abrupt, but just entered the door without saying hello. The place where she lives is very small, just over 70 square meters, the decoration is simple, and the TV is the kind of old model with a small screen, placed on the table, and very big behind. But the room is very tidy, and there is a fragrance that belongs to women.

He looked around, but sat down on the broken sofa with no disgust. Fang Xinyu looked at him stiffly, and the tip of his nose still smelled of tobacco and alcohol that he had approached just now...... He must have drunk a lot tonight.

Mo Mingjin lit a cigarette, and the light of the fire was similar to the color of the yellow light bulb hanging overhead. He took a deep breath and turned his eyes to the woman standing motionless.

No, judging by the way she looks, she must still be a girl.

Fang Xinyu had just come out of the shower, and when she saw him looking at her like this, with a sense of aggression, she hurriedly hugged herself with her arms, her cheeks were slightly red: "Mr. Mo, is there something wrong with you?"

"You're beautiful," he said lightly, his face expressionless, and his simple words rippled in the calm waters.

Fang Xinyu was even more shy, and hurriedly entered the back room with a sentence of "wait a minute".

As soon as the door closed, she took a deep breath. She pinched her arm hard, it was not easy to get to this point, she couldn't back down.

Mo Mingjin glanced at the wooden door, and a coolness flashed in his eyes. He is like this to everyone, and the woman who can attract him over the years, Fang Xinyu is the first.

He quickly noticed the drawing paper and a stack of magazines, and Mo Mingjin's slender fingers flicked slightly, and he found that it was all him.

Each one has a different location, a different background, and a different demeanor, but it is very nuanced.

There are seventy or eighty of them.

He took another puff on his cigar and spat the smoke ring all over the drawing paper.

Fang Xinyu was about to go out, and the lights in the room suddenly went out. She was startled, opened the door with her hand, and bumped into Mo Mingjin's stone-like muscles.

He was tall, one meter nine, nearly a head tall for her.

Fang Xinyu's heart was beating wildly, and before she could even react, she was held by someone against the wall, the man's cold lips covered her, and her breath was taken away by the brutality.

Her eyes widened.