One day in early March, Coach Shen threw a man named Shang Lin in my car, and then ran to the toilet with his stomach in his arms.

Shang Lin looks very good, and the key is still high. I was bored, so I deliberately couldn't control the clutch and shrugged the car, just to play tricks.

His head hit the ceiling a few times, and his face turned black on the spot.

A colleague knocked on the car window and joked to me: "What about your car earthquake?" ”

I glanced at Shang Lin and teased him: "Handsome guy, are you familiar with Che Zhen?" ”

Shang Lin glanced at me, didn't answer, and then took a business card from me without asking and got out of the car to make a call.

A colleague came up and pointed to Shang Lin who was standing in the drizzle: "He, your boyfriend?" ”

"It's not. He is a friend of Coach Shen. I'm not familiar with it. ”

My colleague stared at me, shook his head helplessly and smiled: "I don't know you and you are still molesting others." ”

I stretched: "I'm used to being with you guys all day long, and I'm smuggled by it." It's rare to see such a handsome man in a driving school, and it's funny. ”

I didn't feel at ease about this matter, but I suddenly received a call from Shang Lin at night.

"Someday you have time to study the principle of car shock with me."

I knew who it was by listening to the voice, meaning he wanted me to go to his house? This is too ambiguous.

I hurriedly said to him, "I have a man, and it is not appropriate to go to your house." ”

He was silent for a moment, and seemed to smile when he spoke again: "Scared? If you're afraid, don't tease me! ”

The phone went on for several minutes, but we didn't speak again.

We didn't get in touch for the next few days.

It was a week before I saw him again.

He came at nine o'clock in the morning, and the high-end jacket wrapped his stylish figure, attracting the attention of many female students. He came over to say hello to me after chatting with Coach Shen. A few students who followed me foolishly said that he was my boyfriend, but he didn't explain, his eyes were very gentle when he looked at me, and he smoked a few puffs of cigarettes and passed away.

At that time, I wondered if he liked me a little.

It's silly to think about it.

The reason for having a relationship with him was because of a female student named Yoyo. She asked Shang Lin to have a dinner, and I was thinking that the girl must have said it casually. Unexpectedly, more students began to make noise, and I said that he was really not my boyfriend, but no one believed him.

"It doesn't matter if it's a meal, I'll just please."

Shang Lin didn't know what was crazy, so he really booked a private room in a seven-star hotel, and the pomp was very big.

I never deliberately inquired about what Shang Lin did, but this meal was enough to prove his financial strength.

At the dinner table, it was good for everyone to talk and laugh at first, but then other students poured me to death, just like the group said yes. Several times, Shang Lin was helping me from drinking. The female student named Yoyo was reluctant and said that if she was happy, she should drink more. I drank too much, and Yoyo always toasted me. Shang Lin held my wine glass and said lazily to others, "You have to drink and come to me." ”

It is conceivable that later, a table of people was snoring and drinking in the private room like crazy, and there were no fully awake people left.

If it hadn't been for that, it probably wouldn't have happened.

I was in pain.

Shang Lin passed through me like iron, and the hotel bed hit the wall again and again, and my back kept grinding.

When I began to wake up, I scolded him weakly, and the more I scolded him, the more drunk he hit him harder, without a trace of superfluous emotion.

We were really crazy that night.

The clothes were thrown all over the place, and several sets were used.