Summer in Busan is intoxicating.

A light breeze blows, gently taking away the warmth that can't be driven away.

Weng Tingjun's eyes swept over the speeding cars one after another.

"Is it worth it?"

Weng Tingjun couldn't help but ask himself.

Ran away to South Korea.

Hunted down to Japan.

The last legacy is also invested in the anchor career, which is almost unbearable, and Tiara, who has been dragged down by the national anti.

5000W----

I earned less than a third of it in my previous life.

5000W, go abroad to buy two villas, one to live in by yourself, and one to rent to others.

Chic, safe and stable.

But isn't it too ordinary? Isn't it a little too incompetent?

Weng Ting is not reconciled, he wants to return to his own place and take root. He wants to find his own justice and be happy with revenge.

"So it's worth it."

Weng Tingjun said firmly.

Another lightning-like vehicle passed by, and Weng Tingjun sighed.

The Audi A6 is gone, and only the deposit of 160W RMB left has been swiped out just now, and he touched his pocket, and he took out two 10,000 won from his trouser pocket.

That's all he's left with belongings, oh - no, and that Casio watch that fits his current identity.

The original Vacheron Constantin was also given to Zhou Shuchen, and the battlefield there needed to be whitewashed even more.

"It's been half a month, what have you done? Don't let me down----"

……

"Hello?"

The lightning bolt appeared in front of him again, and Weng Tingjun was slightly stunned.

The familiar white BMW, with the windows rolled down, and the cold and pretty face as always came out.

Weng Tingjun looked at her slightly reproachfully, "What are you doing so fast?" My experience is not enough for you to wake up? ”

A hint of anger flashed in Jessica's eyes, "Bah, don't talk nonsense, I'm fine." ”

Weng Tingjun smiled and did not refute Jessica.

"Get in the car!"

Weng Tingjun didn't drag mud and water, and got into the car directly, without Jessica's instructions, he consciously fastened his seat belt.

"Where?" Weng Tingjun certainly didn't ask the idiot question, and he glanced at the navigation as he fastened his seatbelt.

Busan →→→ Seoul.

"Your bank card is bound to your mobile phone, right?"

Seeing Weng Tingjun nodding, Jessica took out her 4S, swiped it, and threw the phone aside directly after swiping the lock screen, and the understatement made the corners of Weng Tingjun's mouth hook.

The efficiency of the Bank of Korea is good, and with a ding dong, Weng Tingjun's mobile phone prompts the arrival of the account.

1,600,000 won.

is really a woman who doesn't admit defeat.

Weng Ting did not refuse, and there was no need to refuse. Especially in South Korea, a country that places too much emphasis on the individual economy. Some couples are even financially independent, let alone his friends with Jessica, who are not friends?

Men pretend to be heroes, not in this regard.

Weng Tingjun knows this well.

Jessica didn't speak, and neither did he.

Weng Tingjun looked at Jessica openly.

Needless to say, Jessica is indeed a darling of the fashion industry, and she dresses up in a different way.

The face is still wearing the sunglasses that excessively cover her beauty but do not reduce her charm, and the upper body is wearing a white tight shirt, it seems that she has a soft spot for white, and she can't see any traces of bra, and the snow-white crystal neck has a pink silk scarf, which can cover the crystal clear, under the silk scarf is a slightly curved plumpness, and the tight and slender legs are covered with a pair of jeans with many holes, and the whiteness greedily drills out of the holes.

Squeak.

Jessica slammed on the brakes, took off her sunglasses, and looked at Weng Tingjun, who was caught off guard, with an annoyed expression.

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm finding beauty with my eyes!" Weng Tingjun had a smile on his face.

"Sick!" Jessica put on her sunglasses again, and this time she slowed down.

Few women refuse to be praised for their beauty, and Jessica is no exception, and she secretly rejoices in her heart.

You see, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled slightly.

The paparazzi's eyes are so vicious, and their acting skills are very bad.

Weng Tingjun felt very honored, not only Jessica, but also the schoolboy, the ball of meat, the little dinosaur, everyone stood in front of him very purely, without embellishment.

"I'm hungry."

"I invite you."

"Hmm."

So, the two turned back again, stopped and cleaned up for about ten minutes, and then the two came to the Mochizuki House barbecue restaurant.

After all, Jessica is one of the hottest idols at the moment, so Weng Tingjun understands and is very patient.

……

Busan's various special side dishes are placed on the table, and there is Hangyu that has to be mentioned in South Korea, and layers of meat aroma waft to his nose unscrupulously.

Just seeing this fresh flesh color, Weng Tingjun moved his index fingers.

Jessica eats very elegantly, and Weng Tingjun is not so unhappy that he devours it, and once the beast trapped in the hospital sees the meat in the cage, it is indeed difficult for him to sniff the rose.

"I'll go back to Seoul later."

Weng Tingjun knew that it was Jessica who made him take the initiative to beg her.

After a few sharp moments, he also knew that Jessica was testing him, and Weng Tingjun could understand. After all, the first time they met, he really lost a lot of impression points.

Blackmail idol? This kind of thing is too rude and rude.

Although the next few contacts added a lot of impression points to him, the first impression was deeply imprinted in Jessica's heart.

The contrast is too great to subvert.

She is an entertainer, her carefulness, her vigilance, and rightfully so.

"Can you give me a ride? I was just about to go back to Seoul, but I didn't buy a ticket and the car was scrapped. Weng Tingjun reached into his pocket, tore open the ticket he had just bought, and said indifferently.

"Whatever." The corners of Jessica's mouth curved into a subtle arc.

……

After eating and drinking, it is natural to go home, and the white BMW seems to have lost its wildness, driving steadily on the road from Busan to Seoul.

Inside the car was a song that Weng Ting didn't know the name of, but the melody was very good.

In a sea of people like tens of thousands of stars

Met you

Recognize each other like in a dream

"Who sang this? Pretty good. ”

Weng Tingjun is from Huaxia, and Jessica didn't make fun of him, "This is the song of Teacher Li Shanji, I met you in the sea of people." ”

After speaking.

The two of them had a meal each.

Silent with each other.

In addition to the elegant and direct lyrics of the song, there is also the sound of breathing between the two people gradually becoming the same frequency.

"Don't talk to me, I'm going to concentrate on driving, you crow's mouth." A flush rose up on Jessica's pretty face, not intense, but stunning.

"Then I'll get some sleep."

Weng Tingjun was also very tired, the night was pressing, it was dark outside, and there was no scenery to be seen.

He found a comfortable position, put his legs in place, and slowly fell asleep.

Jessica wrinkled her nose slightly at the sound of the dream-destroying fairy sound, and was still an hour away from Seoul.

After driving the car for so long, she was also a little tired, so she stopped the car directly, took out her mobile phone and sent a message to her teammates, turned the volume to vibrate, and silently opened her favorite fashion website and browsed.

But no matter how you try to distract from the distractions, the annoying snoring gets louder and louder.

"Damn it."

Jessica threw her phone into the back seat of the car and clasped her arms in front of her chest, her breast# growing taller and taller, as if her clothes were torn out.

Seeing Weng Tingjun staggering and staggering, with saliva still on his mouth, Jessica suddenly giggled.

Not to mention, this man is pretty good-looking.