Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Drunken Han Beauty

(To clarify, because the network was disconnected at home yesterday, the update was not connected, Wan Yu is sorry, make up for it today!) )

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Zhang Yi drove the car behind the Audi car towards the suburbs of Kyoto City, at this time the whole sky was already dark, the streets in the suburbs were also silent, not long after, Zhang Yi had seen the tail lights of the Audi car from a distance, flashing in the dark night.

This guy came to such a remote place, didn't he want to play wild car shock? Zhang Yi thought in his heart, and accelerated his speed to catch up, with his skills comparable to that of a professional racing driver, it was not difficult to catch up, so he quickly hung behind the Audi car.

With a beautiful drift flick, Zhang Yi put the car across the road, blocking the road of the Audi car, and the Audi car also stopped the car in a sudden braking.

Zhang Yi opened the car door, came to the Audi and knocked on the window, through the window, he found that Han Jiaying was still sleeping in the passenger cab, and her clothes were also complete, so he looked at the big-bellied man who was a little angry.

The pot-bellied man was originally happy to rush back to taste the prey he had just arrived, but he didn't expect that an eyeless kid suddenly came out on the way and blocked his way, and he didn't want to pay attention to the one who wanted to walk around, but he didn't expect this kid to come and knock on his car window.

The pot-bellied man opened the car window and scolded, "You kid is sick, right? ”

"You're sick." Zhang Yi replied, then quickly grabbed the collar of the pot-bellied man, pulled his head out of the car window, and said in a cold tone: "Open the door!" ”

The pot-bellied man was pressed by Zhang Yi against the open car window, his old face was a little red, and he gasped: "What do you want to do?" ”

"I told you to open the co-pilot's door, I don't want to talk nonsense with you!" Zhang Yi's tone was cold and full of evil spirit, this could only happen when he was very angry, his anger came from Duanmu Lin's insidiousness, or from the underbeaten face of the pot-bellied man, he couldn't imagine what kind of fate Han Jiaying would have had if he hadn't been bumped into by himself tonight.

Being stared at by Zhang Yi's deep pupils, the big-bellied man couldn't help but shudder, that kind of gaze he had seen in the eyes of a very strong man, it was looking at the eyes of a man who was about to die, and he trembled and opened the lock of the passenger door.

Zhang Yi let go of the pot-bellied man, walked over and opened the door of the cab, hugged Han Jiaying out, walked to the Xiaobao car without a sound, hit the accelerator again, turned a corner, and drove in the direction of Kyoto City again, without saying half a word of nonsense to the pot-bellied man from beginning to end.

Looking at the BMW coupe that was gone, the big-bellied man was covered in a layer of cold sweat, in front of that young man, he had no doubt at all, what would happen if he resisted just now, this big-bellied man with a bitter stomach naturally recorded this account on Duanmulin, gritted his teeth and drove away from the scene, what kind of mood was the fat in his mouth flying?

Zhang Yi just saved Han Jiaying from the hands of the bad guys, but at the moment he had a headache again, and he didn't know where to send Han Jiaying at all.

When the car drove to the street in the northwest suburbs of Kyoto City, Han Jiaying had slowly woken up, a pair of peach eyes were full of charming, her eyes were a little confused, she only felt hot and hot at the moment and had no strength at all, a strong ** rushed to her mind, she knew that there was a man next to her, but she didn't know who it was, she just felt a little familiar.

This strong sense of ** is getting stronger and stronger, tonight she is not wearing professional clothes, but wearing a black dress, the body is like being catalyzed by male hormones, extremely uncomfortable, need to be touched and comforted, unconsciously, Han Jiaying slowly climbed one hand onto the proud twin peaks and kneaded it, while the other hand was stretched out into the slowly open long legs, the two long legs were also rubbing constantly, and the mouth was gently emitted' The voice of 'Huh', the cold, clear, high, and high-heeled queen Fan is gone, and what remains is just a tempting **.

Zhang Yi had already noticed it when Han Jiaying made a move, he looked at Han Jiaying, who had become hot and dry, and had an abnormal headache, by hearing the conversation between Duanmulin and the pot-bellied man, he knew that Han Jiaying was drugged by the shameless Duanmulin, and at this moment the effect of the medicine gradually attacked, otherwise with this tall and cold woman, this situation would never have happened.

Han Jiaying has changed from a soft muttering voice to a gradual moan, more and more full of temptation, listening to Zhang Yi's heart sweating, replying to the situation in the island war movies he has watched, those women in it will also have this kind of expression after reaching a certain realm.

However, Zhang Yi didn't have any thoughts about Han Jiaying, although he didn't reject the circle with women, but it was targeted, if it was Dongfang Rou or Ximen Duxue, Zhang Yi wouldn't have such a headache, but women like Han Jiaying have always been as far away as possible, otherwise they are unlucky, and men who will only spend the rest of their lives doing things without thinking about the consequences are stupid, otherwise there would not be so many social news events such as the suicide of resentful women, and the fact that men killed women in order to cover up the facts.

Looking at Han Jiaying, who was gradually falling into a state of madness, Zhang Yi asked stubbornly: "Teacher Han, where do you live, I'll send you back!" ”

It's better to flash her after sending her back, otherwise even Yanagishita Hui will be able to resist this kind of naked temptation, Zhang Yi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and didn't look at Han Jiaying, who had pulled down the dress at this time and exposed the lace corset inside.

"Pingnan Community"

Han Jiaying replied involuntarily, in fact, she was a little sober, she also knew that the man next to her was Zhang Yi, although she didn't know why she was in Zhang Yi's car, but it was better than the big-bellied man she saw in the restaurant, although she wanted to refrain from doing this kind of embarrassing action, but her palms no longer listened to herself, and at this moment, she was already horny, she had let go of all the reserved women should have, even if she was tall and cold, she couldn't resist the ** from her body.

After receiving Han Jiaying's instructions, Zhang Yi drove the car frantically towards the Pingnan community, and he broke out in a cold sweat, because he saw that Han Jiaying had already looked at him with a pair of hot, charming, and bewitching peach eyes, and he just wanted to quickly throw this woman to the place where she lived and go back.

There are not many vehicles on the street near midnight, so Zhang Yi turned left and right, and finally came to the Pingnan community, which is two streets away from Kyoto University, which is a relatively wealthy community, and most of the people living in it are white-collar workers who have reached the level of petty bourgeoisie, and there are many who have entered a well-off life, but I didn't expect Han Jiaying to have a suite here.

At this time, the crowd of the entire community has fallen asleep, Han Jiaying lives on the third floor, Zhang Yi put Han Jiaying, who hung on him like a koala, at the door, looking for the key in her bag, at this time Han Jiaying was already hot, even Zhang Yi hugged her through the dress and felt that her palms were hot, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she was still kneading the majesty on her chest, and the two snow-white rabbits were seriously deformed by her, but she still couldn't help but moan, otherwise, the residents of this floor would have to wake up.

Finally found Han Jiaying's key in the bag, opened the door, and dragged Han Jiaying into the room, but before it was too late to turn on the light, Han Jiaying hugged Zhang Yi like a hungry female bear, kept kissing him on the face, and at the same time that Zhang Yi 'shook the essence', pushed Han Jiaying away, and said seriously: "Teacher Han, I am Zhang Yi, do you know?" ”

"I. Of course. I know" Han Jiaying was very weak, leaning on the ground, standing up with difficulty, staring at Zhang Yi with fiery eyes: "But I can't help it, no matter what, I need to do - love, I need comfort, I beg you, I'm very uncomfortable, can you help me?" ”

"Grass" Zhang Yi broke out in a cold sweat, and scolded in a low voice, is Han Jiaying in front of her still the queen of high heels full of cold-eyed temperament?

Han Jiaying was close to Zhang Yi, the heavy snort kept spraying on Zhang Yi's cheeks, and his hands were wrapped around Zhang Yi's waist, in the face of such a temptation, Zhang Yi had recited the 'Heart Purification Mantra' countless times, and kept dodging the red lips kissed by Han Jiaying, he was very afraid that he would lose control for a while, and when Han Jiaying came to his senses, he would chase him for nine streets with a machete.

"Where's the bathroom? You're hot, I'll rinse you with some cold water first. Finally breaking free from Han Jiaying's embrace, Zhang Yi turned on the light and asked.

Han Jiaying stretched out her finger and pointed to a position next to the living room, Zhang Yi hurriedly ran over, Han Jiaying's small nest is not big, the duplex structure of two bedrooms and one living room, a sunny balcony, a kitchen and a bathroom, a small study, the decoration seems to be personally directed and guarded by Han Jiaying, it has the dense atmosphere of a petty bourgeois woman, and there are a few ancient paintings on the wall that I don't know whether they are true or false.

Zhang Yi rushed to the bathroom and quickly filled the entire bathtub with water, then turned back, picked up Han Jiaying, threw it into the bathtub, didn't even bother to take off his clothes, and said: "You can do it yourself, it's late, I'm going back, I won't say anything about tonight, don't worry, you are still the Teacher Han in my heart." ”

Zhang Yi endured a feeling of grief that only looked at it and couldn't touch it, and when she was about to turn around resolutely, her palm was suddenly pulled by Han Jiaying, and when she turned around, Han Jiaying seemed to be flushed with cold water, and she was a little sober, but the ** in her eyes was getting richer and stronger, and she was very weak when she held Zhang Yi's hand, her long hair had fallen down, lying on the edge of the bathtub, with a very weak and charming color: "I don't have the strength, you help me undress, I need it very much, please, I really can't stand it, I don't blame you, as long as you can help me!" ”

Han Jiaying's last sentence completely made Zhang Yi collapse: Fuck, Lao Tzu is out of the way, even if he will be chased by Han Jiaying for ninety-nine streets afterwards, he has no regrets.

The most important thing is that Zhang Yi doesn't seem to be lying when he sees Han Jiaying, and that kid from Duanmulin doesn't know what medicine he gave to Han Jiaying, he is so violent, if he leaves, he is sure that Han Jiaying will make some kind of moth, and after weighing it, Zhang Yi can only sigh and decide to sacrifice himself.

Many times, things are not complicated in themselves, but it is our own anxiety and gain and loss that complicate it, and the world is always so painful.