Of course, under Song Ziye's passionate pandering, the two fought until dawn, and after sleeping for a few hours, Song Ziye woke up.

The sheets still had a damp feeling, which was wet from the previous battle between the two, and of course, most of this was Song Ziye's contribution.

Song Ziye raised his head and looked at Wang Zheng, this man's sleeping side face is so peaceful and so good-looking, many times, it is better to fall asleep, and everything can be forgotten for a while.

Song Ziye's fingers caressed the scar on Wang Zheng's chest, the scars were criss-crossed, shocking, I really don't know what kind of tragic story he had experienced.

Wang Zheng also woke up at this time, his big hand pinched Song Ziye's buttocks, somewhere it was still muddy, I have to say, this is the benefit of a mature woman, at some point, there is always a lot of water.

"What, you're sneaking at me?" Wang Zheng kept pinching, and his fingers seemed to inadvertently swipe over the mysterious area.

"Ahh Song Ziye was pinched by Wang Zheng to a sensitive area, and he couldn't control his coquettish snort, that place was already a little red and swollen, the two of them were so crazy last night, Song Ziye had already eaten enough.

"No, no, I can't ask for it anymore." Feeling Wang Zheng's spear that was gradually becoming harder, Song Ziye hurriedly waved his hand and said.

"Now you're up to you?" Wang Zheng smiled evilly, turned over, and pressed Song Ziye under him.

The latter had been wet, and he couldn't stop Wang Zheng's stab at all, feeling the feeling of fullness in his lower abdomen, Song Ziye said helplessly: "I made an appointment with my dad to go home for lunch, you have to hurry up." ”

"That's not good, in some ways, I've not been very happy." After Wang Zheng finished speaking, he began to move.

Throughout the room, spring is boundless.

This battle lasted for nearly an hour, Song Ziye had just recovered some of her strength, this time she had re-consumed her essence, she was drenched in sweat, the sheets were wet, she was lying on her side on the bed, she didn't want to move.

"Why don't I take you and rinse your body?" Wang Zheng said with a smile.

"No, no." Song Ziye was afraid that Wang Zheng would plot against him again, so he hurriedly jumped up and rushed into the bathroom.

When Song Ziye was sent away, Wang Zheng also rinsed it briefly, in fact, if he could take a warm bath after waking up every day, it would be a more comfortable thing.

What could be more pleasant?

There really is, the answer is - beautiful women wash together.

Sitting in a taxi, the businesses on the road are all decorated with lights, but unfortunately, there are not many customers, and those who have been struggling outside for a whole year can only take advantage of this extremely short vacation to return to their hometowns to meet with their families, relatives and friends.

The taxi driver in the capital was still as enthusiastic as ever, chatting excitedly with Wang Zheng on the road.

"I said, brother, you don't have a local accent, right? It's twenty-eight years old, why don't you catch the train home for the New Year? ”

"Home?" As soon as this term sounded, Wang Zheng was stunned for a moment, for him, he has traveled so many places in the world and lived in so many rooms, but where can he really bring him the feeling of home?

"I didn't buy a train ticket this year, so I won't go back, so I will stay here to earn three times the overtime pay." Wang Zheng looked out the window and smiled, no one could understand the meaning of his smile.

"It's not easy for young people, I see that we have the right temper to talk, or I'll invite you to dinner tonight." The capital's taxi drivers are just bold.

As soon as Wang Zheng shook his head, his mobile phone rang.

"If you have time tonight, I'll invite you to dinner." It turned out to be a text message from Shangguan Shishi.

The day after tomorrow is the Chinese New Year's Eve, Ningxia stayed in Peizhou, Sheng Fei has returned home directly from other places for the New Year, Han Xingye returned to the Han family building, Liu Xuan, who was originally more familiar, should also go home for winter vacation, the old man pulled the old soldiers of the dragon scales to an unknown place for training, but let Wang Zheng stay outside to continue to mix, his side suddenly became very deserted, Shangguan Shishi shouted what he was doing eating at this time?

"There's time, you have to have it." Wang Zheng called back directly: "There is free food to eat, who doesn't go?" ”

"Okay, come to the company to pick me up, I'll let Daniel Zhang go back first, and today you will be my driver."

"No problem, I'll be in Jurong soon."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you." After Shangguan Shishi finished speaking, she hung up the phone, threw the phone on the table, sat on the swivel chair by herself, and turned around directly, although she had fallen behind a lot in the battle for Wang Zheng, but she was also chasing after her in small steps, as soon as she thought of this, the corners of Shangguan Shishi's mouth showed a slight smug smile.

After the taxi driver saw Wang Zheng hang up the phone, he said with a smile: "I said little brother, your girlfriend works in Jurong?" That's a big company, that's good. ”

Wang Zheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, touched his nose, and said, "Yes, she really earns a lot." ”

If the taxi driver knew that Wang Zheng's so-called girlfriend was the eldest lady of Jurong International, he would probably pop his eyes out!

In front of the parking lot at the entrance of Jurong International, Feng Zhide, who was wearing a mask, was standing with a gloomy face.

This popular student who has become famous has been very depressed recently, because his Lamborghini was hit by a bastard and deflated the front of the car, although millions of repair costs are paid by insurance companies, but everyone who drives knows that once the car is in an accident or damaged, it is extremely unlucky, and the limited edition of the Lamborghini that he just bought is wasted like this, and everyone has to hold his breath, not to mention Feng Zhide, who has been very self-aggrandizing recently.

"That's right, this is the car!" Feng Zhide looked at the black LaCrosse, carefully checked the license plate number, and said viciously: "Brother Li, I'm sure!" It was this Buick LaCrosse that hit me that day! ”

Beside Feng Zhide, there stood a man who looked a little fierce, wearing a black windbreaker, with a pale red scar on his face, a thick beard, and a ruthless look in his eyes.

And beside him, there were five or six young men, all of whom were wearing black motorcycle leather jackets, black leather gloves, and carrying black short sticks in their hands, which looked quite terrifying.

"Okay, I'm going to vent my anger on Brother Feng today!" The man known as Brother Li glanced at the Buick LaCrosse contemptuously: "There are countless luxury cars in the capital, and the person who drives this Buick must be a poor ghost, let's smash the car first, and then smash people!" ”

However, due to the approaching Chinese New Year and the scarcity of vehicles in the parking lot, Feng Zhide did not find that this Buick LaCrosse, which looked so ordinary on the outside, was parked in an exclusive parking space that occupied a large area.