In the face of these guys with ghosts, Du Zhiqian still did not lose his demeanor, with a distant and modest smile on his handsome face.

And Han Jiazhi, who was beside him, took advantage of Du Zhiqian's conversation and quietly stretched the straw into Du Zhiqian's wine glass.

Of course, such a small action can't escape Du Zhiqian, who has always put his mind on her.

The moment she just put the straw into Du Zhiqian's wine glass, Du Zhiqian pinched her face, snatched the straw out of her mouth, and replaced her with a new straw.

Such an act was so angry that Han Jiazhi stomped her feet, and she looked at Du Zhiqian angrily.

Du Zhiqian couldn't help but pinch Han Jiazhi's white and tender face, and couldn't help but kiss her.

Xia Muxiu, who was standing not far from the booth, watched this scene calmly, but the hand that clenched the corner of her clothes betrayed her angry mood.

In the booth full of friends, everyone centered on Han Jiazhi and Du Zhiqian, and surrounded the two of them without making sense. It's like tiny stars around the moon and sun.

They are really a match made in heaven as rumored out there.

Like the moon and the sun, the princess and the prince.

But Xia Muxiu's gaze still couldn't take her eyes off Han Jiazhi's body, she looked at Han Jiazhi with mixed feelings, her heart was full of entanglement and self-rejection.

I looked at Han Jiazhi who was surrounded by the crowd, listened to their praise and flattery for Han Jiazhi, and watched them hold her up like a moon of stars. And what I hate is that I am one of them. No one can escape Medusa's eyes, and no one can change the fate of petrification. ’

Han Jiazhi is like a contradiction.

She was worse than anyone else, crushing her arrogance and stomping under her feet. But the funny thing is that he loves Han Jiazhi like this.

Xia Muxiu once asked herself: If she doesn't like women, will she still like Han Jiazhi?

Her answer was no.

If she is interested in men like a normal person, then she will only hate Han Jiazhi.

Hate her for being on top, hate her for a lifetime.

But God is so fond of tricks, and always likes to add a few more obstacles to her ill-fated fate. She likes Han Jiazhi like a masochist, and she can't extricate herself.

And now she is allowed to see such a picture.

Even though she had seen the picture, she couldn't help but be angry when the scene appeared vividly in front of her eyes. Even want to be like a shrew and rush up to separate them.

No matter how many times she saw it, the anger in her heart soared like gasoline. She could barely maintain the apparent harmony, and her anger hung on her face.

But what right does she have to be angry?

She can't even be like those stupid and self-conscious guys, holding a trivial love letter in front of Han Jiazhi and telling her what she wants.

Xia Muxiu watched it for a while, and finally turned around and left from his heart.

It was the only thing she could do.

Du Zhiqian's afterglow glanced at Xia Muxiu's back as he left, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an imperceptible smile.

The noisy party ended when Han Jia was in a difficult situation.

With nothing to do, she could only rely on Du Zhiqian and drink the drinks of children from time to time. Gradually, she fell asleep on Du Zhiqian's shoulder.

In her sleep, she felt someone gently pick her up. Then he carried her all the way from the deafening bar to the car. The steady driving skills made her even more drowsy, and she didn't wake up until she was put on the bed.

Because tonight, there's more important things to do.

Liu Dingli is right, tonight is really boring, so boring that she is about to fall asleep. But her focus is not on how to celebrate her birthday, but on how to become the serpent in the Garden of Eden who tricked Adam and Eve into stealing apples.

And tonight, she wants Du Zhiqian, an old guy, to completely break his calm and ascetic appearance, and she is all indulged in the whirlpool of lust.

Such a deviant thing made Han Jiazhi very excited.

Han Jiazhi got out of bed barefoot, opened the bedroom door, and found Du Zhiqian in the kitchen with the lights on.

Her steps were as light as a cat, and she quietly hugged Du Zhiqian from behind.

Du Zhiqian stopped the movement of his hand and asked, "Did I wake you up?" ”

"I'm awake all the time." Han Jiazhi's voice was sweet, like a cat disturbing its owner's office, begging its owner to pet it.

Du Zhiqian held Han Jiazhi's hand around him, found that she was barefoot, and asked, "Why don't you wear shoes?" ”

Han Jiazhi was speechless for a while, and complained in his heart: "Now that the atmosphere is so good, you ask me why I don't wear shoes?" Wait a minute, maybe you won't even have to wear pants. ’

Her chin rested against Du Zhiqian's back and she didn't speak.

The two were silent for a while, and the surroundings were suddenly filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Han Jiazhi leaned close to Du Zhiqian's ear and asked softly, "Do you want to do it?" ”

Such explicit statements made Du Zhiqian have to clearly realize that this deviant kitten was tempting himself. Maybe you can't call her a kitten anymore, because she's wilder than a cat.

She's more like a fox.

After being silent for a few seconds, Du Zhiqian suddenly turned around and picked up Han Jiazhi, carried her all the way to the bedroom, and put her on the bed.

Han Jiazhi's charming fox eyes looked at Du Zhiqian for a moment, but he was a little flustered in his heart, but he was more expectant.

Thinking that Du Zhiqian would eagerly unfasten his tightly buttoned button later, such a blood-pumping scene, just imagining it could make Han Jiazhi breathe more.

But what made Han Jiazhi dumbfounded was that Du Zhiqian did not unbutton his clothes, let alone unfasten his belt.

After Du Zhiqian put her on the bed, he turned around and left.

Faced with such a strange scene, Han Jiazhi was simply full of question marks. Is it obvious enough that she is expressing? She is like this, can't Du Zhiqian give her a little face? It's too easy to leave!

Han Jiazhi slapped the pillow in anger, as if he regarded the pillow that would not resist as Du Zhiqian, and vented his anger vigorously.

But it didn't take long for Du Zhiqian, who had left, to suddenly go and return.

Han Jiazhi glanced at Du Zhiqian arrogantly, she was not the kind of woman who came and left whenever he wanted. This time she won't be as active as she was just now, this time Du Zhiqian didn't know her and begged her for an hour, she would never let Du Zhiqian touch herself!

Du Zhiqian sat on the edge of Han Jiazhi's bed and suddenly took out a copy of "Marx's Philosophy". He flipped through the book and found the page he had read last time.

"The last time we read this, let's start here."

After speaking, Du Zhiqian began to read "Marx's Philosophy".