"Did you see my bag?"

Joe held out his hands to her, indicating that he didn't see it.

Lin Miao's heart sank, the bag couldn't be lost, there was a contract she had signed with great difficulty last night.

I thought that she was drugged by the old pervert last night, so she couldn't have fallen into the bar in a daze. No, she has to find it! was about to get off the ground immediately, but as soon as his toes touched the ground, he staggered forward, and was held up by Joe, who heard him say in his ear: "I was too crazy last night to control it, and I tore your clothes, and I will pay you for this." ”

Lin Miao grinned, indeed crazy. Glancing to the side, he handed over a paper bag containing women's clothes. And at this time, even if she is not a hypocritical person, she will feel a little embarrassed. Suddenly, the warm breath was approaching, and in the blink of an eye, Joe's lips almost touched her hair, and he whispered, "Were you satisfied last night?" ”

With a flutter in his heart, this man really understands the magic of the art of language, and interprets his advantages to the fullest.

His voice itself was very mellow, a bit like the one in his memory, which I felt when I first heard him speak. But the eyebrows and eyes are too delicate, and the facial features can't match the image in the brain at all. And then he spoke, and it sounded rustling, and it felt like grinding your nerves.

Lin Miao came back to her senses and was secretly annoyed, she couldn't let a duck lead her nose all the time, so she pursed the corners of her lips and said hoarsely: "Quote a price, how much does it cost to order you for one night?" ”

The original spring-like eyebrows and eyes faded a little, and the burning eyes stared at Lin Miao for a while before asking slowly: "Do you have money for me now?" ”

Lin Miao stiffened slightly, and awkwardly found a compromise solution: "You add me WeChat first, and then transfer it to you when I turn around." ”

I don't know if it's her delusion, but there seems to be a flash of anger in her dark eyes. But then it disappeared, "How many WeChat accounts?" ”

The two goods are in line with the rules of his business.

After Lin Miao reported his name, he watched him enter the application to add friends, and when he was about to inquire again, his eyes suddenly darkened, his lips were blocked by warmth, and at the same time, his powerful palm passed through his hair and pressed the back of her head to prevent her from moving. He didn't retreat slightly until his lips were numb, and the black eyes that were close at hand were sparkling, because of his proximity, he would gently rub her lips when he spoke: "Keep the account first, and count it together when you look for me again." ”

In Lin Miao's stunned sight, Joe walked out of the door with graceful posture and calm steps.

A trace of chagrin came to mind, obviously I should have the initiative, why have I been in a weak position? When I took out the clothes from the paper bag, I found that there was not only a dress in it, but also underwear, and "just" was its size.

Although the label was torn, Lin Miao knew the brand, not to mention the dress, and even the underwear was more than two hundred.

When he put on his clothes and walked into the bathroom, he saw a bamboo basket, which contained not only her clothes, but also the purple shirt he had worn last night. Lin Miao bent down and flipped through it out of curiosity, and then got up with a red face...... Ahem, it was crazy last night!

After leaving the hotel, Lin Miao took a taxi back to the bar and asked the staff if they had seen the bag she dropped last night, but they unanimously replied that they hadn't seen it. Lin Miao thought about it, and if everything else in the bag was lost, it could be replaced, but it was a trouble to lose the contract. So she asked the bar to call up the surveillance, otherwise the bar would pay compensation.

Half an hour later, Lin Miao stared at the picture in the surveillance, thinking sullenly-

Joe lied!

Under the surveillance camera in front of the bar, when he carried her out of the bar, her bag was clearly still hanging on her shoulder.

The first thing he did when he returned to the apartment was to take out his spare mobile phone and log in to the WeChat account, and after adding his friends, Lin Miao stared at the screen name for a while, frowned, and was half asleep and half awake? Isn't this the screen name she used before, how could it be so coincidental?

Is my bag with you?

Lin Miao typed and questioned directly, without making any detours.

But after waiting for a long time, Joe didn't respond, her eyes rolled, and she transferred three thousand dollars.

This time, it didn't take long to see Joe send a "? Come here, Lin Miao sneered, the money is still more realistic, and he crossed his fingers and typed back word by word: two thousand yuan for clothing, one thousand yuan for night expenses.

After sending it, two more words were added: Is it enough?

Joe is simple and straightforward: not enough.

Lin Miao raised her eyebrows, and then typed back: How much is missing? I'll make it up to you. Also, is my bag with you?

Then, it never came back.

The next day, when Lin Miao was in a meeting, a text message suddenly popped up on her phone, from Joe.

Is it an evening appointment?