Chapter 112: The Sand Sculpture's Poop

When Huang Fuxuan woke up, he found himself lying on the sofa with a fluffy blanket on his body.

And the person who made him think about it day and night was about to go crazy, Gu Lin'er sat on the sofa on the other side and fell asleep.

As soon as Huangfu Xuan got off the sofa, Gu Lin'er woke up.

"You're awake, there's hot water on the table, drink some." Gu Lin'er's voice was a little stiff, but it was imperceptibly soft.

Huang Fuxuan was a little surprised, regardless of the dryness of his mouth, he walked directly to Gu Lin'er, sat next to her, and hugged her.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? Lin'er, you forgive me, right? ”

Huang Fuxuan's tone was a little surprised, but it was more of a surprise.

Gu Lin'er didn't speak, just turned her face to the side, but this action was extremely similar to Gu Tianxin!

Huang Fuxuan saw that she did not refuse, nor did she struggle, but was hugged by him like this.

Naturally, she acquiesced.

It's so good that his Lin'er has finally forgiven her!

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On a dimly lit street.

Su Zimei, who was dressed strictly, was surrounded by many men in the corner.

"Miss Su, you should obediently admit it, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin."

"That's it, we'll just do what we want, isn't it just a nude photo, we won't do anything to you!"

"It's not clear that you're in this business, it's all commonplace, so let's shoot it obediently."

The man's vulgar words resounded continuously around the silence.

Su Zimei: "......"

She was about to make a move, but unexpectedly, a figure was faster.

In less than ten seconds, the men fled with a stream of urine.

"It's okay with you."

In the dark, the moonlight reflected on Mu Shiliang's handsome face.

Su Zimei thanked her and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Mu Shiliang.

"Hey, this young lady, I saved you, and you didn't invite me to a meal?" Mu Shiliang said very cheekily.

Su Zimei suddenly became a little angry, her eyebrows frowned, and her tone was cold and piercing: "I didn't let you save it, you saved it yourself." ”

Mu Shiliang was a little confused: "......??? ”

Dropping such a sentence, Su Zimei turned around and left.

Later, I didn't see Mu Shiliang catching up.

When she walked for a while, she noticed a low-key luxury car slowly driving behind her.

And sitting in the driver's seat inside is Mu Shiliang.

Su Zimei ignored him and continued walking.

In the next second, the car drove directly to her and slowly accompanied her.

The window was lowered, and Mu Shiliang looked at her with a comfortable hand driving while holding his face on his face.

"This young lady, why don't you treat me to a meal?"

That's a scoundrel enough.

Su Zimei was still walking coldly, as if everything next to her was air.

"I'm not eating, or I'll send you back." Mu Shiliang is also thick-skinned enough.

Su Zimei: "......"

Those who have seen sand sculptures, but those who have never seen sand sculptures.

What stupid woman would casually get into a strange man's car, it's really a sand sculpture.

Mu Shiliang continued to open the car window and continued to be a scoundrel there.

After the scoundrel was useless, Mu Shiliang also gave up.

He took out a business card from the car, stuffed it directly to Su Zimei, left a sentence and drove away quickly.

"My contact information, if you have anything, please feel free to find me~"

Su Zimei: "......"

Sand sculpture of poop!

Mentally retarded stuff that steps on a horse!

I wanted to throw away the business card casually, but Su Zimei put it away by mistake.

It seems that she is not far from the sand sculpture either.