Chapter 18: The Abyss of Sin
Cheng also thought, it won't be long.
It won't be long.
He was able to do it.
The girl named Song Jia.
She will also taste his original pain.
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"Sister, what's the matter with you? was thrown into the grass by his junior? β
Friday night.
Song Jia soaked in the bar again as usual.
In this world, there are no troubles that Bundi can't solve.
If it can't be solved.
Let's jump all night.
The sound of the music is shocking, and the lighting color of the stage is even more confusing.
Here, at least half of the young people.
Song Jia and Ning Xiyan changed into clothes.
Mature makeup.
Mature body language.
It's just that Song Jia is a little more powerful.
She didn't need to be too smug at all.
She is a perfect woman in her bones.
A smile, every move.
It's all a man's nirvana.
mentioned this, Song Jia was a little annoyed for no reason.
The eyes are full of charm and casualness.
"Shut up." Song Jia raised lazily, "You pay tonight." β
Ning Xiyan glared at her exaggeratedly, "This is your own family's property, and I will pay for it." β
"I also want to taste what it's like to be a boss lady, I know horses."
"Our sister Jia is Jiao Ao." Ning Xiyan smiled and quipped, "Hurry up and tell the old lady, what's going on?" Do you know Brother Cheng Junior? β
Otherwise, how could the junior brother make such an outrageous move?
She's inquired about it all.
Cheng is also a well-known three-good student in school.
He is good-looking and has a high level of cultivation.
It is said that the family is not a small family.
can throw Song Jia directly to the ground.
She was really puzzled.
After the sister asked.
Song Jia's mind flashed the cold eyes of the young man this afternoon.
Not sure why.
She always felt familiar?
However, she really couldn't remember where she had seen it.
Could it be that she is also one of the objects she has played with?
It shouldn't be.
She didn't remember Cheng Ye at all.
Song Jia snuffed out her cigarette, and her expression was rare and serious.
She leaned over and asked, "Eh, Xiyan, have you checked the background of the process?" β
"No, I checked what he did, and I just heard about it."
"That's it." Song Jia frowned, thought about it, and mentioned something to her.
"I always feel like I've seen him somewhere, otherwise you can ask your brother to check it out for me."
Ning Xiyan's brother works in confidential public relations.
It's a director.
The means and contacts are quite extensive.
Song Jia didn't check it herself, not because her family had no money.
Rather, she didn't want to talk to her parents at all.
They only have business in their eyes.
Who remember that they had a daughter?
Funny.
Ning Xiyan accepted her and joked casually, "My brother is still single, really, why don't you be my sister-in-law?" β
"I'll be your mother."
The two returned to the dance floor laughing.
It's a rebellious age, and the family doesn't care much.
How do you want to indulge?
Just how indulgent.
Song Jia's amount of wine is quite good.
But I don't know why.
Tonight, she'd only had a few drinks.
I even felt that my steps were a little fluttery.
When Song Jia took the last sip.
There are only two words left in the braincase: dizziness.
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It's different from the average girl who gets drunk.
When Song Jia drank it.
will appear extraordinarily cold.
The whole person seems to be an emotionless machine.
Whoever approaches, she kills with her eyes.
Within a radius of ten miles, it can freeze.
She only had a little consciousness, called a driver from home, and asked the driver to send Ning Xiyan back first.
"Then Miss Song, what should you do? I'll send you back to ...... first."
"Beep again, I'll fire you tomorrow." Song Jia stared at the home driver coldly with her eyes half-open.
The driver always knew that this little princess at home was really not easy to mess with.
He really doesn't like this kind of girl.
Out of the rich, what are they?
Nothing.
The driver sent Ning Xiyan away.
Song Jia carried LV's bag and walked slowly along this bar street.
Half of the industry here belongs to their Song family.
She wasn't worried at all that something would happen to her.
Moreover, she herself is not a weak chicken.
In his early years, he learned a lot of martial arts.
Song Jia is beautiful and has a hot body.
At this moment, she took off her leather coat, revealing the thin little ** belt inside.
It's still tight.
Wearing small leather pants underneath, a pair of straight long legs are so violent/exposed.
The little sister is dressed up, but in her bones she is a little peacock who is so high that she opens the screen.
Many passers-by whistled at her.
Song Jia glanced over coldly.
Untilβ
When she walked to a less crowded place.
Four ghostly young men who looked like street gangsters walked up.
"Yo, sister, where are you going, do you need your brothers to give you a ride?"
Song Jia leaned against the wall.
Raise your eyes.
The pair of autumn water cut-eyes are depicted with a strong smoky makeup.
When I looked at the people, I was extremely high.
Proud and cold.
"You?"
Song Jia lifted her red lips and spoke lightly, her tone lazy and contemptuous: "Garbage is also worthy?" β
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No doubt.
This sentence ignited the dignity of those dog-like machismo in a society of equal rights between men and women.
The one at the head quenched a mouthful of phlegm.
Swaying the steps of the spirit guy.
Swaggered towards Song Jia.
"Niu, with such a hot temper, you're not afraid of seeing a ghost in the middle of the night?"
Song Jia tilted her neck slightly.
At this time, she is still the same unhurried and unhurried appearance.
The wind at night is a little cooler.
It's a little cold when it blows.
She stroked the curls around her ears.
"yes. I saw four ugly ghosts. β
Several men were instantly anxious.
The one at the head swiped even more and raised his hand.
He wants to fight Song Jia.
Maybe in the form of a slap.
It's a pity.
His slap hadn't come down yet.
The girl in front of her raised her leg is a kick-
The force is ruthless and rushing.
The guy screamed in pain immediately.
A few brothers rushed up!
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Song Jia fled.
Oh no, it should be said.
She's still on her way to escape.
Her high heels didn't know back in the time of the fight just now.
Gone.
At this moment, he stepped barefoot on the stone pavement.
It's as if you're running into a dead end.
The swearing-mongering behind him was still tracking.
They have knives.
Song Jia took a breath, held her waist, and glanced back.
burst into a rough voice: "shit! β
You shouldn't have drunk so much tonight.
Otherwise, how can you be chased so embarrassed.
She shook her head and kept running.
It exudes a charming road fragrance.
Finished.
She's a road idiot.
Committed again.
Where is this?
Song Jia was very dizzy in front of her, and when she looked ahead, it turned out to be a boundless black alley.
Rao has always been bold and reckless.
It's rare to get a little nervous.
Especially-
She seemed to feel that in the depths of the alley, there seemed to be a pair of cold and dark eyes.
It's locking on to her.
Eerie from all directions.
As...... The abyss of sin.
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[Are they all on holiday?] Treasures. γ