In these years, some people are unemployed, and some people are out of love.

But I lost my job and my lover and I can look for it, but I lost that membrane...... It's not original anymore.

Ye Jinghan is one of the more unlucky ones, and overnight, he inexplicably lost his one-time original goods somewhere!

But she is also a new woman in the 21st century, depressed and depressed, but she will never seek death for this membrane. At most, he hid in the corner for the chastity that had been preserved for her for seventeen years, and held a three-minute silence, and then came back to his senses in the sharp ringing of his mobile phone.

Ye Jinghan looked down at the caller ID, and there was a trace of impatience in her dark eyes, but she was still patient and answered the phone.

A voice that was low and did not suppress the anger at all came out of the earpiece, and the piercing ear hurt.

"Ye Jinghan, you are becoming more and more capable, you dare not return at night and fool around with wild men outside!"

"You don't have a face, our Ye family still has a face!"

The voice paused slightly, obviously dissatisfied with her silence, but soon turned into an impatient roar: "No matter where you are, get back to me!" ”

The furious voice stopped abruptly.

Ye Jinghan looked up at the scorching sun above, and copied the phone into his pocket without looking, but the sneer at the corner of his mouth was deeper, a little self-deprecating.

The man who called was her father.

A man who pistoned with her lover at her mother's funeral and quickly straightened her a week later, and always spoke ill of her.

Hateful, hateful, disgusting man!

Clenched his fists, Ye Jinghan swallowed the grievances in his heart, touched his pocket, and remembered the empty wallet, so he had to call his dead friend.

"Beauty, are you awake? Come pick me up......" After a slight pause, Ye Jinghan turned his head to look at the street sign, reported and passed it to her, and then added lightly: "By the way, bring me a set of clothes, all over!" ”

……

Twenty minutes later.

An off-road car rushed straight to the sidewalk from the fork and stopped in front of Ye Jinghan.

The car door opened, and a sexy beauty dressed in a punk outfit jumped out of the driver's seat and swept her legs towards Ye Jinghan.

"Cheng, girl, you're finally enlightened!"

Ye Jinghan's figure shook, dodging the oncoming leather boots: "What about the clothes?" ”

"Brought it, in the car." The sexy beauty smiled boldly, reached out to hook Ye Jinghan's shoulder, lowered her head and leaned close to her ear, and asked with a smile: "Confess leniently, tell my sisters, how did you feel with your family Shang Haotian yesterday?" I'm going to listen to the details, including the guy's length, width, depth, as well as frequency and durability...... Let's talk about it, sisters, to give you a reference, we can't-"

"It's not him."

"Huh?!"

"Last night, it wasn't him!"

Ye Jinghan coldly shook off the soft wattle on his shoulders and climbed into the car neatly.

"Bang-"

The doors closed.

The sexy beauty stood outside the door, stunned for half a second, and looked at the car door in a daze.

She was a little difficult to digest the sudden news, but she quickly sorted out her clues, opened the door of the cab, and jumped in with a dashing cat waist. Facing Ye Jinghan, who was calm and calm in the passenger seat, he opened his mouth and roared: "Ye Jinghan, your brain was trampled on by Ye Jiaojiao's little hen!" Actually, actually—"

"I was drugged, and Ye Jiaojiao did it."

"That slut?!" With a curse, the sexy beauty immediately remembered something, turned her head and asked her, "What about Shang Haotian?" ”

"He? Busy with little hens. Ye Jinghan kicked off his high heels and turned his face to look at his dead friend with an indifferent expression. But under the flickering eyes, there was a strange burning light, a little weird, like the cold charm that curled up at the corners of her mouth......