Along the way, her mind was occupied by Jin Zhuoqi again, she had to admit it, she was really afraid that Jin Zhuoqi would be angry, he was angry and the air pressure around him was very low, and the whole person was overwhelmed, and he seemed to have a lot of means, knowing how to play You can poke your softest place.

Nie Zhao hit his head backwards, and then leaned against the window, very sleepy and not asleep along the way.

She got off the high railway and asked Fu Kun to know that Jin Zhuoqi's field was over.

They're coming to the bar now.

[Didn't drink enough? 】

Fu Kun: [The wine in Brother Zhuo's wine cellar is too expensive, and it's too much of a loss to buy drunk and can't let go. 】

[Is it still the bar at Zero?] 】

[Hmm.] 】

Nie Zhao took a taxi, got out of the car half an hour later, and saw Jin Zhuoqi's black SVJ at the door, which he often drives, and the license plate number is 7, and it is difficult to ignore it.

Nie Zhao glanced at it and walked straight in, the bar voice was shouting and his ears hurt, there was a band on it, the guitarist and lead singer, it was a tall girl with long hair and smoky makeup, she looked particularly sassy, and her voice was also heroic British style, and the smooth music and flow made the venue very hot.

Nie Zhao didn't go over, and he saw a girl sitting next to Jin Zhuoqi in the distance.

Lin Sining.

It's been a long time since I've seen her.

She was wearing a blouse similar to Nie Zhao's butterfly suspender last time, and a loose gray overalls with a lower body like a cat and a tiger.

The whole person looks a little nondescript.

Applying makeup and subtracting a bit of a unique sense of innocence, this makeup not only did not make her more beautiful, but also covered up all her strengths.

Nie Zhao remembered that the butterfly sling was specially designed by YES for one of her shoots, and it took her nearly three months to get the clothes, after all, it was a big brand, and because of copyright issues, there were very few pirated copies of this dress.

It's a unique piece in the world.

The style of YES is that a piece of clothing will only be worn by one person once, and there is no reason for selling wholesale, which will bring too cheap tags to consumers and lower the grade of brands and magazines.

Nie Zhao stood on the side with her chest crossed, and she didn't come over to sit on the expensive card seat here, but she just looked at Lin Sining from afar with a hesitant look, and felt a little funny.

"Hellow, do you want to have a drink together?"

Nie Zhao turned his head and saw a man about the same height as her standing next to her, with a gold chain around his neck and a fake Patek Philippe watch in his hand, but he was quite polite.

She raised her chin slightly: "I'll wait for my boss." ”

The man looked at him and chuckled, "There seems to be another beautiful woman next to your boss." ”

Nie Zhao laughed, his face seemed to bloom a magnificent and charming flower, and he pointed to himself, quite confident and beautiful: "My boss likes me like this." ”

The man was noncommittal and politely handed a glass in front of her: "Good luck." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Nie Zhao waited for a long time before the wine party ended, and Fu Kun didn't notice that she came in, and only when she went out did he see someone outside.

Li Tuo was a little drunk, and he wanted to drive him back, but Jin Zhuoqi had been smoking and hadn't drunk much.

Lin Sining naturally also noticed Nie Zhao squatting on the side of the road, she was wearing a simple white shirt, the long hem was tied at the waist, and the denim hot pants reached her thighs.

Lin Sining's face turned a little pale for a moment, his fingers pulled at his clothes, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Nie Zhao.

A few minutes ago, Nie Zhao walked out of the door of the bar, squatting on the side of the road, the beautiful tattoo on the exposed arm was public, the whole person exuded freedom and casualness, holding a cigarette in his hand, he heard someone come out and glanced behind him at will, and saw that it was Jin Zhuoqi, stood up and pinched the cigarette butt with his thumb and forefinger and smoked the last puff, and threw it into the trash after smoking.

Nie Zhao walked to his side, until he walked in front of Jin Zhuoqi, tilted his head slightly, and shouted in a tone that was not low or without any twists and turns: "Brother Zhuo." ”

He found that Jin Zhuoqi is a person who really eats soft rather than hard, and if you want to be hard with him, he will give you a harder counterattack, but you must master that degree, and you can't be too soft, he is not happy to be too soft, and it is difficult to serve him very much.

Judging from his observations in the past few months, his private life is nothing more than drinking and smoking, and he certainly doesn't need to take the initiative, and many people come to talk to him when he sits there, and he generally knows his charm, just like now, watching the girl in front of him pounce on him for a heart, learning to put on makeup and dress up as if she were reborn, losing her self-esteem and imitating others to seek the favor of his eyes, he observes and examines it, and does not give any response, giving birth to a scum who plays a bad ruffian with a good girl's heart.

But he is also quite personable, and he is polite engraved in his bones.

"Jin Zhuoqi, didn't you say you would send me back?" Lin Sining weakly found a sense of existence on the side.

As for where it was delivered, Nie Zhao was not sure if the girl in the car would do anything else.

It's just that looking at her tears, Nie Zhao's heart is about to break.

She looks soft, and her voice is soft like a wave of rippling water, which is different from her kind of person who has been messing around in the bar for a long time.

She understands the eyes of other people thoroughly, and she can talk to each other with ease, or she can fight back bluntly and bully people with arrogance, and she can't learn the simplicity and cleanliness in Lin Sining's eyes.

It's no wonder that listening to Fu Kun say that Lin Sining has been with him for the longest time.

Jin Zhuoqi glanced at a friend next to him, and raised his chin slightly, "You send her back." ”

The friend glanced at Nie Zhao, then at Lin Sining, put his fingers on his forehead and saluted: "Yes, I promise to deliver." ”

After saying that, I called a taxi on my phone.

"Jin Zhuoqi......" Lin Sining took a few steps to his side, wanting to take his hand.

Jin Zhuoqi didn't even look at it, turned around and walked towards his Lamborghini.

Nie Zhao also opened the door for him with great eyes, really treating him as a boss.

After driving, when he sat in and closed the door for someone, Nie Zhao turned around and went to the co-pilot to see Lin Sining's pear blossom and rainy face, crying so hard that his voice could be heard here.

They are also quite hard-hearted.

She also felt that she was deliberately seducing people away at this time, and she was still leaving a bewitching and smug look, which was too meaningless.

Waiting for the co-pilot, Nie Zhao didn't see the box of condoms on the center console.

I don't know if I used it or how.

The car was driving on the road, he didn't say anything, Nie Zhao naturally didn't take the initiative to mention the release of his pigeon, she was not really so stupid to hit the muzzle of the gun.

Jin Zhuoqi really played too much, she couldn't bear that, but she could strike first, and she could use something else.

Maybe it's because she went to Meng Xun's place, and she is now desperate to find some presence for herself, or something that can make her mind blank.

"Brother Zhuo."

The girl's slightly hoarse voice passed over to the co-pilot, but Jin Zhuoqi didn't say anything, not knowing if he was too lazy to take care of her or what.

"Do you still lack a bed warmer?"

Perhaps all her attention was on him, and she clearly saw the man's slender phalanges against the disc, and paused.

Nie Zhao twisted his thin waist, leaned sideways and looked straight at him, his eyes were bright and bright, the tails of his eyes were raised, and his smile was boundless.

"Lin Sining can't do it, I can."

Chapter 20

The small space suddenly warmed up, and the breath was hot.

A few seconds after her words fell, the black SVJ suddenly pulled over to the side of an intersection, and only a twenty-four-hour convenience store around the store was still lit up, and a red light came in, and Nie Zhao also clearly saw Jin Zhuoqi's side face.

The car turned off, and his hand crossed the steering wheel and smashed her cheek, his hand was stronger, and his voice was hoarser than before.

"Where have you been?"

Nie Zhao didn't say a word, his eyes fell on the enlarged and clear outline in front of him, and he looked at his cold eyes, he was still free and loose, but Nie Zhao could see that there was no trace of emotion in those eyes.

He pinched the few flesh on his cheeks, as if he were rubbing them, and it hurt.

She subconsciously sensed the danger, blinked and said, "A trip home." ”

Jin Zhuoqi laughed, there was no temperature, more biting than the wind in the middle of the night.

"Didn't Meng Xun satisfy you?"

Nie Zhao's expression froze for a moment, and she could hear that Jin Zhuoqi's tone did not intend to let Meng Xun go, after all, it would not be him who would live.

"He's not as good as you."

Jin Zhuoqi's arm crossed her shoulder, and his broad palm pressed against her skull attached to her neck, clasping it tightly, Nie Zhao seemed to be choked by the back of his neck, and could only be forced to tilt his head back towards him.

"Have you tried?"

Nie Zhao smiled coquettishly: "You can see it." ”

It's not like I haven't seen him in baggy jeans.

Obviously, Jin Zhuoqi was already on fire, but Nie Zhao still didn't want to go up and tease.

"Brother Zhuo, let's do a real fight."

The car suddenly cut through the main road, and the tires and asphalt road crossed as if they were about to catch fire, and it took more than 10 minutes to arrive after half an hour's drive.

Nie Zhao didn't know where Jin Zhuoqi's villa was, West Guanxi Street.

This is clearly not his home.

It's like a small hotel for 20 dollars a night.

It looks dilapidated, on the third floor of a tube building, there is no elevator, you have to go up to the third floor, the stairs are dark and cramped, and there are no lights.

Like the school, at the turn of the stairs, there is a garbage passage that only leads down from the sixth floor, which is disposed of only once for an unknown amount of time, and in the unbearable heat of summer, it smells of decay and foul smell, and it makes people want to vomit.

When Nie Zhao followed Jin Zhuoqi up, he kept looking around, the environment here was so bad that even now, she had to frown when she was penniless, as if the dust was going to choke on her throat, and it was difficult to take an extra breath here.

She did not hide her disgust at all, and all these feelings fell into Jin Zhuoqi's eyes.

Entered 301, there are two bedrooms and one living room, there is no kitchen, but there are independent bathrooms and toilets, each room is extremely small, the living room does not even have a TV refrigerator, only a white fan that looks like it has been used for a long time, and the dirt is thick, in addition, a small table, two small benches.

If it's twenty dollars a night, it's not unexpected.

The second Nie Zhao walked in, he still couldn't accept that he was sent out like this for the first time.

In a hotel for twenty dollars a night, it was tattered, dimly lit, and she still had her legs open with someone she didn't love at all.

The bedroom is so small that it can only fit a two-meter bed, and next to a desk similar to a classroom desk, the lighting is dim and dim.

Fifteen minutes later, she had just come out of the shower and was kissed by Jin Zhuoqi, who had already finished taking a shower from another room, her steps stumbled and kept retreating, until she was pressed against the wall and could not retreat, and her ten fingers were also interlocked, which was his usual posture of superior, and the strange feeling was like a frenzy, raging and difficult to resist.

The butterfly bones were slammed against the hard, white-skinned, dilapidated walls, and she turned her head sideways, her collarbones tingling, her eyes shaking, and she could even see moths flying around the window.

"Turn on the lights, Jin Zhuoqi, it's okay to turn on the lights."

Her night blindness was so severe that she could feel that in this darkness, Jin Zhuoqi could clearly see her trembling reactions, and she could easily test where he wanted, but Nie Zhao couldn't see anything, and the sound of his clothes falling on the floor was a little indistinct.