Zhao Lichuan didn't reply, and I wandered around the room boredly. This is a relatively remote part of the southern city, standing in the window you can see the neon flashes in the distance, but the near distance is pitch black, only the occasional street lamp.

There was nothing in the room, I went to the bathroom and took a hot shower, and it was really hard to get out this time. After taking a shower, I fell asleep comfortably on the head of the bed.

There was a sudden movement in the door, I got up quickly, quietly stood on the side of the bedroom door, and glanced through the gap, but it was not Zhao Lichuan who came in, a person who was much younger than Zhao Lichuan. In his twenties, he was exceptionally handsome, as white as a star in a Korean drama, and when he saw the lights on in the house, he looked around vigilantly: "Who's there?" ”

I got a haircut, walked out generously, and said with a smile: "This handsome guy, are you talking to me?" ”

"Who are you?" He looked at me with a frown.

"Me?" I touched my face, "I'm a friend of Zhao Ju, are you sent by Zhao Ju to pick me up?" After speaking, he carefully watched his expression and reaction. He can have the key here, and he has an absolutely close relationship with Zhao Lichuan. It's just that whether his arrival was an accident or an arrangement still needs to be verified.

He hooked his lips and smiled, looking at my eyes with a faint gaze, with a depth that was not commensurate with his age, he strode towards me, his legs were very long, he walked with the wind, the man was handsome and it was really hard to take his eyes off, I looked him up and down unceremoniously, enough of the addiction. He walked up to me, put his hand on the wall behind me, leaned over and looked at me deeply, with a bit of banter on his lips: "I'll take you away, do you dare to follow?" ”

Playing ambiguously with me? Boy, you're too tender. I put my hands on his neck, and the autumn waves between my eyebrows and eyes flowed, full of charm: "In this world, there is no man who I Lan Ke dare not follow." ”

The man's eyebrows furrowed, the banter on his face was gone, and I slipped one hand down his neck and felt his inside through the gap in his shirt. There was a slight anger on his face, and he threw my hand out hard, and his fair face was slightly red from anger: "What are you doing?" ”

Tsk, I don't even know what I do, so I dare to play ambiguous with my mother? On this point of psychological quality, dare to learn from the POSE of the domineering president? I continued to chuckle as I picked up one of his hands and was about to put it on my chest, my voice soft, "Don't you even know what I do?" What do you want to play? Whip, fire and ice, pushpins? The choice is yours. ”

It's just that the man looked thin and weak, but his hand strength was very strong, I couldn't pull his hand, and he pushed it against the wall, "Neurotic!" As he spoke, the man took out his mobile phone and walked to another room, apparently to call Zhao Ju to confirm the situation. Sure enough, it was an unexpected intruder.

I leaned against the wall and crossed my hands on my chest: "Don't forget to help me ask when Zhao Ju will be back." He slammed the door slammed slammed shut. I pouted, don't say, his pectoral muscles feel really good. It's not Zou Shizhao's age that can be compared.

After a few minutes, he came out of the house, with a contemptuous smile between his eyebrows: "Miss Lanke, this place is given to you." With that, he strode out.

"Eh, this is leaving?" I caught up, but he didn't look back, "I often come to play." I added. Seeing his back stiffen, I wanted to laugh inexplicably.