Chapter 23: We Won't Meet Again

The two of them lay on the bed and rested for a while with their eyes closed, so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing and heartbeats.

Zhao Ming felt a little about to be hollowed out, and when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, the classical woman grabbed Zhao Ming's wrist with both hands, pressed his hand down, and sandwiched it between his plump and mysterious legs.

Not again......

The corners of Zhao Ming's mouth twitched a little in embarrassment, hasn't the effect of the medicine dissipated yet, or did you do it on purpose? …… This master has countless rare defeats, is it possible that she is going to ruin her reputation here today?

Well, Bong!!

……

"Let's be soldiers!"

The phone rang.

The classical woman was being teased by Zhao Ming's skilled ** hand, and at this time she was suddenly annoyed, crawled out of Zhao Ming's arms and grabbed the mobile phone, ran into the bathroom naked, "Gu Dong", and threw the mobile phone into the bathroom without hesitation.

I'm dizzy! Zhao Ming was stunned, my baby mobile phone!

"I'll pay you ten tomorrow!" The classical woman almost jumped on the bed and sat on Zhao Ming's lower abdomen again, "Tonight, you are mine!" ”

Isn't it, you still have to book a night?! Zhao Ming's eyes widened in horror.

The classical woman knelt down, the beauty was undulating with forgetfulness, and her hair tickled Zhao Ming's lower abdomen. Soon she rode on Zhao Ming's body, from jerky to slowly proficient, at first she was holding Zhao Ming's neck and twisting, and then Suo sat up straight, supported Zhao Ming's palms with both hands, raised her head and shook violently back and forth, up and down. The waist-length hair danced wildly, and the heavy breathing and the mad moans were like the screams of a flogged sinner......

Zhao Ming lay on his back on the soft and comfortable luxury bed in pain and happiness, looking at the ceiling with straight eyes, only tired cows, no ploughed fields. Women are all born masters!

This time it was a long time.

The classical woman seemed to have been tossed apart by Zhao Ming and finally defeated, lying in his arms for a long time without moving. If it weren't for the fact that he could clearly feel her breathing mouth to mouth, Zhao Ming would have thought that she was already hanging.

Liu Xinlan is still waiting in the room, she can't really stay here for one night......

Zhao Ming tried to move her arm, her eyes didn't open but she pressed her head down very unreasonably, and wrapped one hand around his neck, "Ten minutes, just ten minutes......"

"Good ......" Zhao Ming patted her back gently, a layer of sweat, and her hair was a little wet.

After a while, it was about ten minutes, she put her head on Zhao Ming's chest and listened to his strong and powerful heartbeat, and said faintly: "My name is Wen Yan." Warm and warm, female Kaiyan. ”

"Zhao Ming."

"Unforgettable?" Wen Yan's voice was low and quiet, like a dream.

Can this also be guessed? Zhao Ming was slightly stunned, "Yes." ”

"Let's go...... Don't keep your wife waiting too long! She slouched to the side and slowly turned her back.

Zhao Ming took a light breath and climbed out of bed, and suddenly his hamstrings were sore, and he almost fell to the side.

It's spicy, it's really drained, and my legs are weak! Zhao Ming glanced at Wen Yan on the bed with palpitations, at this moment she was like a fairy out of the dust, holy and quiet, full of mystery and nobility. Who would have thought that if she went crazy, she would be so crazy and thorough?

After getting dressed, Zhao Ming went to get the copycat phone back and was about to leave.

"Can you please hand me my bag?" Wen Yan is obviously back to normal, her voice is ethereal and sweet, very good, very gentle, like the sun in early spring and March, which makes people feel warm and peaceful.

Zhao Ming picked up her bag and handed it to her, Wen Yan took out a checkbook and pen from her bag, and wrote a cash check, 50,000 yuan.

"Lose your phone ......"

Zhao Ming looked at the check, and he couldn't take it, and he couldn't take it. How does it feel like a reward for the cowherd to sell his body? …… Well, at least I'm not worth much!

"No need." Zhao Ming grinned in embarrassment, "Copycat machine, it's worthless." I'll buy another one tomorrow. ”

Wen Yan lowered her eyelids and was silent for a moment, nodded slightly, and didn't insist, she shrunk into the quilt and hid her head and face.

"That dead fat man with a white beard won't trouble you again, will he?" Zhao Ming asked.

"Don't worry, absolutely not." Wen Yan showed half of her face from the quilt and said with great certainty, a pair of smart and clear eyes looked at Zhao Ming seriously for the first time, looking into his eyes, "Thank you......"

Zhao Ming smiled slightly and walked towards the door, "Goodbye." ”

"We won't see each other again......" Wen Yan said in a very low voice, almost audible to herself.

Zhao Ming's footsteps stopped, turned his back to her and smiled indifferently, "It's okay." ”

Wen Yan's body suddenly trembled in shock, can this also be heard?

"Click", the door has been gently shut.

Wen Yan suddenly felt surrounded by a huge sense of loss, and with an impulse, she almost jumped out of bed and rushed out of the door to call him back.

But...... Ay!!!

His name is Zhao Ming.

Unforgettable "Ming"!

Wen Yan shrank into the quilt and began to cry uncontrollably.

……

Zhao Ming went out and stood with his back against the wall of the corridor, listening to the crying in the room, lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and his expression was more confused and lonely than the night in this city.

This world is very small, so small that a turn can realize a thousand-year-old promise, and have an unforgettable encounter.

This world is also very big, so big that you can miss the fate through a door, and even if there is a reunion from now on, it may just be a passerby.

In life, such things abound. Compared to the eternal separation of life and death of the person you love, such a difference is really nothing.

Smiling indifferently, Zhao Ming wiped his cigarette into his trouser pockets with both hands, and walked slowly to the elevator in an old-fashioned manner, like a gray wolf who had missed, and was about to go home to be cleaned up by his wife.

Liu Xinlan was already waiting a little impatiently, and she couldn't get through when she called Zhao Ming, and the broken copycat mobile phone was thrown away early. Anyway, this guy can't be drunk, right? Or is it...... Men love to be merry when they are together and drink, that Robin dares to do and do that kind of thing in the wild on the top of the mountain, will he take Zhao Ming to find Miss?

Looking at my watch, it was almost twelve o'clock. Liu Xinlan is really a little anxious, Zhao Ming, you can't go back, are you drunk and asleep or are you really looking for ......

The doorbell rang.

Liu Xinlan couldn't wait to see from the cat's eyes, it was that guy!

Opened the door, "Why did you go and not answer my phone?" ”

Zhao Ming raised [***] mobile phone to Liu Xinlan, "I want to pick it up." ”

Liu Xinlan smelled the perfume on his body at once, and subconsciously touched her nose, Chanel No. 5, the young lady here is quite classy......

"Leader, what are you thinking?" Zhao Ming looked at her curiously, "Why do you look squinting?" ”

"Huh?" Liu Xinlan was caught off guard by what she said, and her pretty face turned red, "What nonsense are you talking about, I didn't, I didn't!" ”

"Ho-ho, you don't think I'm going to find Miss, do you?" Zhao Ming said in one word.

"I ...... Nope! Liu Xinlan sighed inexplicably in her heart, he dared to say that, he shouldn't have gone, right?

"Robin was drunk and noisily pulled me to the sauna, and I had no choice but to accompany him." Zhao Ming was ashamed to say as if he was telling the truth, "After half washing, he fell asleep, so I sent him back to the room and settled him down with his girlfriend, and then came here." ”

"Oh......" Liu Xinlan nodded noncommittally, so that Chanel No. 5 should be used by Robin's girlfriend...... Why are you telling me so much detail, do you care what I think of you?

"Let's go, leader. It's late and it's time for us to go home. Zhao Ming said with a smile.

"Okay." Liu Xinlan breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart was inexplicably much more steady. This guy doesn't look like he's lying...... By the way, why should I care if he lied or not, and I'm not him?

The two got off the elevator and came to the front desk, where the previous female manager came to entertain them personally. Zhao Ming asked her to leave two sentences for Robin, and she was ready to leave.

Manager Wu skillfully avoided Liu Xinlan's attention, and gave Zhao Ming a small note and whispered: "A guest called the front desk to leave it for you." ”

Zhao Ming nodded and thanked him, and quietly put the note in his pocket.

Later, the two got into the car, and Liu Xinlan was worried about Zhao Ming's drunk driving, so she insisted that she should drive.

The red sports car left the Qingshui Lake Resort and got on the national highway to go to the city. The two of them were quite silent all the way, as if they had suddenly lost the topic.

"Where do you live, I'll take you home?" Entering the city, Liu Xinlan said.

"No need." Do you want to meet Mu Xuanxuan? Zhao Ming said with a smile, "Just drive directly to your house, and I'll take a taxi home by myself." ”

"Isn't it okay?"

"I'm supposed to send you home!" Zhao Ming said with a smile, "It's so late, how can you be relieved that you are a beautiful girl going home alone?" ”

Liu Xinlan suddenly felt a burst of warmth in her heart. In the past, there was no shortage of people who offered her affection, all kinds of gentlemen, politeness and care, although it also made her feel good, but it was not as heartwarming as Zhao Ming's occasional concern.

The red sports car stopped at the gate of a community, and Zhao Ming got out of the car.

"You're better, take a taxi and go home early." Liu Xinlan sat in the driver's seat and looked at Zhao Ming, her eyes were deep.

"Rest assured, I promise not to go to nightclubs." Zhao Ming smiled.

"What, you did it on purpose, right?" Liu Xinlan glanced at him angrily, "I'm leaving...... You smoke less, do you hear? ”

"What the leader says, you must listen." Zhao Ming replied with a smile, and raised his hand to salute her with an American-style military salute.

"Flim-tongued." Liu Xinlan glanced at him with disgust, and the red sports car drove into the community with a "buzz".

Zhao Ming took out the note from his trouser pocket and glanced at it, it was a phone number. Looking at the endless night, he lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled a long one.

The night is dark.

The bustling metropolis is brightly lit, but the reinforced concrete is still cold. [Ask for two referral votes, thank you!] ]

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