When I woke up, the curly-haired beauty in my arms was gone, leaving only the lingering fragrance in the room.

Du Jia got up and found a paper bag on the bedside table, and when she opened the paper bag, there was 50,000 yuan and a note with a beautiful font.

The note reads: I was very satisfied with the service last night, if necessary, I will look for you!

Du Jia took the paper bag and smiled bitterly, it seems that he really has the potential to be a duck, and his worth has increased a hundred times in the past ten years.

Since then, Du Jia has become a curly-haired beauty who is always on the go, in addition to physical needs, but also for the income of 50,000 yuan after each finish, this is a month's pocket money given to him by Du Jia's parents!

Du Jia also refused, but the beauty said that she didn't want to have a relationship with him other than trading, and she didn't want Du Jia to pester her, so she exchanged money.

Anyway, Du Jia did not suffer any losses, so he gradually accepted this state of taking what he needed.

It's just that Du Jia feels very passive, although she does the most intimate thing in the world with a beautiful woman, she doesn't know anything about her except for her name.

There is not even a phone number, because every call made by the beauty is hidden, and the number is not displayed directly.

Sometimes Du Jia also feels that this will damage his face, but every time he can't refuse the exciting experience brought to him by the beauty, which makes him want to stop.

Gradually, Du Jia got used to the existence of such a woman who could only be regarded as a bed partner.

If the beautiful woman doesn't come to him for a month, he will feel uncomfortable.

Du Jia felt that this matter was ridiculous, she had countless maidens, and she would be worried about this woman who only used herself as a tool to vent her desires.

It's really bright, and the retribution is not happy!

On this day, the beauty called again, it was still the same hotel, the same room, and Du Jia happily went.

After some clouds and rain, Du Jia was just about to fall asleep with the beautiful woman in her arms, and the door was smashed.

Du Jia opened her eyes unhappily and listened to the movement outside the door, estimating that there were a lot of people.

"Your man came to the door?" If the police had done a round, they wouldn't have been so loud.

The beauty nodded indifferently: "Brother Long is like this, he has a loud voice everywhere." ”

"Brother Long?" It won't be the city black. The third position of the Dao, Yang Yulong, right? He's a notoriously ruthless and murderous master! Du Jia's head was buzzing.

"Are you Chen Aiyan? It's not Ai Yan! Du Jia stared at the beautiful woman in her arms, and finally remembered where she had heard this name.

It is rumored that Yang Yulong has a beloved wife Chen Aiyan, and when an enemy was looking for revenge, Chen Aiyan used her back to block a shot for Yang Yulong.

It was also in that fight that Yang Yulong's male root was injured by shrapnel, and he could not be treated in time, so he was useless for life.

Although Chen Aiyan also loves her husband to death, she inevitably can't stand the loneliness of the empty boudoir, and occasionally comes out to find a man to solve her physical needs.

Yang Yulong knew that he owed his wife, and he acquiesced to the matter. It's just that after all, he is a man, and he is a big brother with a head and a face, who can stand his wife Hongxing climbing the wall?

So Yang Yulong vented all his grievances on the man who had a good relationship with Chen Aiyan.

Every adulterer caught by Yang Yulong will be tortured to death by him.

Du Jia twisted her eyebrows and looked at the calm beauty in front of her, thinking back to the bullet wound on the rose tattoo on the beauty's back, and she was more sure of her judgment.

Knowing that he was more than lucky, it stimulated Du Jia's cerebral cortex to think at high speed.

Before the people outside broke in, Du Jia had a countermeasure, and he fought for life and death.

Du Jia stretched out her hand and hugged the beautiful woman who was about to get up and get dressed, and sat on the head of the bed with a big grin, waiting for the adulterer to break in.

With a "bang", the door was kicked open, and a strong man with a dragon tattoo tattoo on his bald head walked in with more than a dozen younger brothers holding machetes.

Seeing that the man on the bed did not panic at all, but arrogantly hugged his wife and froze.

Du Jia forcibly suppressed his heart and said with a wicked smile: "Boss Long, I haven't seen you for a long time!" How's it going? ”

"Boy, you him. Mother. Who's that? Dare to talk to Brother Long like this? Yang Yulong didn't say anything, but the little brother next to him was unhappy, and he wanted to greet Du Jia with a machete.

Du Jia faced the oncoming blade, and his face did not change: "Boss Long, the quality of the little brother you brought is getting worse and worse!" Do you want me to ask my dad to give you one hundred and eighty? ”

"Mouse, stand down!" Yang Yulong looked at Du Jia carefully, "Brother, the woman you sleep with, but my wife!" I don't know what you have to say? ”

"Sleep and sleep, you don't have anything to say!" Du Jia looked arrogant, "Besides, before Boss Long came, I didn't know that she was your wife, and those who didn't know were not guilty!" ”

When Yang Yulong heard this, he couldn't hold his breath, took the machete in the mouse's hand, and said sharply: "What a person who doesn't know is not guilty!" That Lao Tzu doesn't know who you are, and you are not guilty of hacking you to death today! ”

"Hack me? I don't have much of an opinion, but I don't know if my dad will object? Du Jia said, not afraid of death, and covered the soft place of the beauty's chest with her palm, causing the beauty to gasp.

"Boy! You're arrogant! Then let Grandpa Hui send you on your way today. The mouse pulled out his pistol from his waist and aimed the muzzle of the black hole at Du Jia.

Du Jia's face was full of contempt: "Boy, when you were playing with guns, you were still playing with urine!" ”

"Mouse!" Yang Yulong shook his head lightly at the mouse, "Brother, I don't know if Ling Zun is ......"

"Hua Ye!" Du Jia smiled at the people who had changed their complexions, and her face was full of disdain. In fact, my heart is beating a lot of drums.

Hua Ye can be called the city's champion, and black and white are the first positions. But Du Jia had only heard of this person, and he didn't even know where the door was open.

But the only one who can suppress Yang Yulong is Hua Ye, so Du Jia has to admit that he is "strong" as his father.

"Are you Ye Lao's fourth son?" Yang Yulong was a little jealous, but he didn't fully believe it.

"My name is Hua Zihao! It seems that Boss Long knows the master? Du Jia expected that Yang Yulong had never seen Hua Zihao.

Because Hua Zihao is low-key and doesn't like black. Dao's fighting, killing, and killing moved to the United States very early and rarely returned.

"Even if you are the son of Ye Lao and sleep with my wife, you should give me an explanation, right?" Yang Yulong had no doubts about Du Jia's identity.

Because Yang Yulong thinks that if he is pretending, no one can still have such an indifferent momentum under the sword and gun.

"Good!" Du Jia was very refreshing, "Then please ask Boss Long to let them go out first, and when the master puts on his clothes, we will sit down and talk slowly." ”

Seeing Yang Yulong hesitating, Du Jia let go of the beauty in his arms, and thoughtfully pulled up the quilt to block the beauty's looming spring light: "I don't care, but Sister-in-law Long is not wearing clothes, and Boss Long probably doesn't want to ...... either."

"Go out, close the door, and wait outside!" Yang Yulong looked at his wife, who was speechless and expressionless, and ordered in a deep voice.

Watching those vicious guys exit the room, Du Jiazhi said that his little fate was saved.