Chapter 1 Don't let go of the best (revised)

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"Sister Mo Nan, look, there's a superb product over there."

Mo Nan raised his head and looked in the direction of the fingers of the people around him.

In the dim light of the bar, the man in the booth turned his face sideways, making it difficult to see his facial features, only his smooth jawline and the Adam's apple that slid with the movement.

Not bad indeed.

Mo Nan raised his eyebrows and quietly withdrew his eyes.

Today's game is completely a temporary idea of this group of little models, drinking to relieve hatred.

Party A's financier relied on his status as a top three e-commerce giant, and did not follow the requirements of the contract at all, and there was a lot more content than agreed. Originally, it was just a morning's work, but I did it all day.

Mo Nan, a third-rate photographer and a group of unpopular little models, dared to really fall out with them, so he could only grit his teeth and eat this mouthful.

The phone vibrated again, Mo Nan glanced at it, and cut off the phone without hesitation.

Damn, it's ghostly.

Today I really didn't look at the yellow calendar, and all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods went out together.

The caller was cut off and didn't give up, and then called one after another. And Mo Nan was lying on the bar, his fingers slowly sliding along the conical rim of the cup, letting the annoying mobile phone ring.

When the phone finally returned to silence, she slowly lifted the phone and pulled down a new message notification at the top of the screen.

"Dead girl, you dare not answer my phone, you wait for me!"

Mo Nan sneered and laughed, and took advantage of the situation to pull out the phone card and throw it into the wine glass on the side.

The little model next to her kept pestling her with her elbow at this time: "Sister, sister, look at the man just now, tsk, sure enough, the face is more fragrant than the body, I will say that it is a superb." ”

Mo Nan turned his head nonchalantly.

The man had already stood up just now, and his originally blurred face suddenly became clear.

Wide forehead and high nose, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, thin lips as carving, perfect figure.

Superb, indeed.

Mo Nan put one hand on his cheek, stared at the man's face generously and calmly, and did not shy away from admiring it.

The man seemed to be about to leave, his eyes lowering and not knowing what to say to the others.

It may be that Mo Nan's gaze is too presumptuous, and the man's eyes turned slightly, as if he glanced over to this side inadvertently, and collided with her gaze.

Then, the man raised the corners of his lips slightly at Mo Nan.

Mo Nan retracted his eyes, picked up his camera bag, and laughed at the group of little models: "What's so interesting just to watch, sister will go and give you a sample." ”

She buttoned up the hem of her oversized T-shirt, revealing her slender and flexible waist.

The man's hand holding the car keys paused and stared at her playfully with a smile, while Mo Nan carried a camera bag with some weight, and picked the corners of his lips and showed the same smile at the man.

The eyes of the two people are intertwined through the lights, wine, wine, paper, and gold, with a tacit understanding.

Mo Nan twisted her waist and walked towards the man step by step, and when there was only four or five steps between the two of them, she suddenly turned around and walked straight in the direction of the exit.

The man didn't seem to expect such a change, and after being stunned for a moment, he suddenly lowered his head and laughed.

Mo Nan slowly walked around the crowd and stopped at the door of the bar.

"This young lady can't get a car?" A warm, clear voice sounded from behind her.

"It's really not easy to get a taxi at this time." The man's voice stopped beside Mo Nan.

Mo Nan turned his head and was not surprised to see the man's mesmerizing face. She chuckled: "It's not easy, if the phone is broken, you can't do anything." ”

As she spoke, she lit up the screen of her mobile phone with no signal in front of her eyes.

The man lowered his eyes and looked carefully at the corners of her slightly raised eyes, and after a while, his fingers moved slightly, and the headlights of the car parked not far away flashed twice: "Then do I have the honor to send the young lady home?" ”

"Okay."

After getting into the car, the man took out his mobile phone, and then turned his head to look at Mo Nan.

Mo Nan also held the camera bag and looked at the man with an innocent face.

Just be happy, and a fool will take you home.

In the end, it was the man who was the first to lose.

Coincidentally, the car went around and stopped at the door of a hotel just a few streets away from Mo Nan's house.

Open the room, pay the bill, go upstairs.

When I pushed the door open, I didn't know whose hand moved first, my lips and tongue were already entangled, the door panel was kicked indiscriminately, and the clothes stretched from the entrance to the foot of the bed.

The only thing left in the dark room was the staggered sounds of breathing and the creaking of the bed.

Mo Nan felt that this was probably the most pleasant night she had spent in recent times, the man's face satisfied her, her figure satisfied her, and the inadvertent gentleness made her very satisfied.

Mo Nan arranged his clothes in front of the mirror, and the wide T-shirt completely covered his slender waist.

She lifted the camera bag that was resting aside, glanced at the blurred figure of the man behind the frosted glass, lifted the corners of her lips, opened the door quietly, and stepped out briskly.

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