[Tomorrow morning update~]

After He Mingxiao said this, he quickly left.

Nan Xian heard him say something to Jiang Tezhu outside the door, and then there was the sound of the car door closing, and the car drove away.

That's ...... Let's officially finish.

Her eyes were staring out of focus for a moment, and a familiar feeling of emptiness came from her chest.

For a moment, she felt as if she was trapped in a giant glass fish tank, and everything outside became hazy in her eyes.

She could clearly hear her own heartbeat, again and again, throbbing, as if pulled by an invisible thread.

“...... Sister? ”

Ding He cautiously knocked on the door.

Nan Xian suddenly came back to her senses, she raised her hand and quickly wiped the corner of her eye, and a drop of crystal disappeared into her fingertips.

When she turned around, her expression had returned to normal, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth and a slight glint in her eyes.

"Ding He, the itinerary has changed, and the ticket has been refunded."

Nan Xian did not return to the capital as originally planned, and it happened that there was no other announcement in the past few days, so she stayed on the grounds of travel relaxation.

She had to figure out the purpose of Kou Xiangxin's search for the dryad.

After using some connections, she quickly got the room number of the hotel where Kou Xiangxin was currently staying.

The next day, she went to the mall in the center of the city alone, and returned to the hotel in the evening with a large bag.

After reviewing the "battle" plan again, Nan Xian closed her eyes and took a deep breath, clenching her fists to cheer herself up.

Definitely, definitely, it will succeed!

It's night, the lights are on, and the neon is dazzling.

Kou Xiangxin pinched his phone and focused his gaze on the photos on the screen.

Fresh and beautiful young flesh, male and female, they were dressed in a few pieces of cloth and silk ropes that could not even be called clothes, which only covered a few important parts, and were inlaid with sequins, broken diamonds, and cheap fake gems.

They pose in the most "palatable" way they look, with suggestive expressions.

Like a doll in a shopping mall window, the buyer is clearly not a child.

When the elevator reached the first floor, there was a "ding" sound, and Kou Xiang didn't raise his head and walked out.

According to a friend in the circle, there is a bar near here, with many beautiful women, which is an excellent place to hunt beauty.

The owner of the bar is a rich second generation who is about the same age as Kou Xiangxin, and he was indeed just playing at first, but a few years ago, the father of the rich second generation got bigger and bigger, and got acquainted with a big guy - the leader of Yangcheng.

In just half a year, the nearly sixty-year-old guy married the sister of the rich second generation.

One person attained the Tao, the chicken and dog ascended to heaven, relying on such a bigwig relative, the rich second generation had nothing to fear, and his courage gradually grew.

Obviously it is a bar, but secretly provides "special services" for the rich, because there are many tricks to play, and the backers are not afraid of being investigated, the reputation of this bar quickly spread in the circle, and many celebrities are frequent customers.

My friend knew that Kou Xiang had come to Yangcheng and invited him warmly.

Kou Xiangxin has been immersed in the carnival since he was a teenager, how could he miss such fun, and immediately readily agreed.

What's more-

Thinking that his primary purpose of coming to Yangcheng this time had been achieved, he was even more complacent, and the desire that could not be relieved by filming was almost clamoring in his body to be released.

Suddenly, he paused.

It seems that since I got out of the elevator, I have been having the weird feeling of being stared at.

Could it be the paparazzi?

Kou Xiangxin frowned, looking up and scanning around warily.

At night, the hotel lobby is not busy, the rest area is full of travelers, talking to each other or looking down at their phones, and the front desk attendant is introducing the room model to a woman in a black trench coat.

His gaze swiped downwards and landed on a calf exposed under the woman's trench coat.

Nude stockings tightly wrapped that graceful arc, high heels clattered on the marble, revealing a bright red underside like a cluster of flames in the dark night of the wilderness, jumping and releasing the fire.

Kou Xiangxin's eyes narrowed, and a light of interest flashed through him, and he was about to step forward to talk, when the phone suddenly vibrate.

It was a video from that friend.

The light is confused, the bottles are stacked, and the flesh is entangled. A friend pours a bottle of red wine aloft, and the scarlet wine falls on the face of a girl wearing cat ears and a bell collar.

The girl knelt on the ground, her cheeks crimson, and her mouth obediently open.

The friend laughed and shouted to the camera: "Kou Shao, you are not here yet?" Let's get started! ”

"Heh......" Kou Xiangxin couldn't help licking his lips, lust flashing in his eyes.

When I looked up again, there was no longer a woman in a trench coat.

However, he had completely lost the idea of accosting at this time, his mind was full of those white flowers and overlapping flesh, although he was a little regretful not being able to see the face of the woman in the trench coat, but he quickly put this little regret behind, turned off the screen, and walked out of the hotel.

A head in a cleaner's hat poked out from behind the fortune tree in the corner of the lobby.

Nan Xian squatted on the ground, pinching a rag, and rubbing the edge of the flower pot for a while.

She withdrew her gaze from the doorway, landed in the direction where the woman in the trench coat had disappeared, and blinked.

Kou Xiangxin just wanted to talk to her, right?

But—

I happened to see the face of the "woman" in the trench coat just now.

Although "she" was wearing heavy makeup and her neck was deliberately covered, she could still see it at a glance.

That's a ...... Women's clothing boss.

Kou Xiang's new machismo is cancerous, and homophobia is written on his face, if he knows that the "beauty" he wants to hook up with is actually a man, then ......

"Poof."

Nan Xian imagined his appearance of jumping on his feet with a black face, and couldn't help laughing.