When it was bright, Zhu Li was awakened by the sunlight leaking into the gauze curtain.

The body's perception recovered one step ahead of the mind. Before she realized her current situation, she moved her hands and feet, feeling that her limbs were sore and weak that it seemed as if she was being run over by a tank.

Last night's memories surged into my mind like a tide of light and heavy feeling.

Starting from her words "Can you come, Mr. Jiang" to Jiang Fang's unbearableness, he answered her question with another question and asked her "Would you like to take a bath?"

Her heart is in full swing and she said she doesn't mind and wash it later.

He stopped talking nonsense and removed the set prepared by the hotel bedside table.

The first time the fire was a little urgent, and the prelude and the main meal were short. She originally thought that Jiang Fang and Fu Li claimed that he was self-disciplined was just a boastful joke. Seeing that he had to do it for the first time, she believed that he was not very rude in normal times, and should have been rude for a long time.

Of course she knew this common sense and didn't care about the hasty first time appetizing, but she didn't give up on anyone and joked that he was "a flash of time".

Jiang Fang was probably annoyed by her. The second prelude made her mess up with her. When she waited for the main meal, she called him the childish revenge and collapsed and lost.

After that, she kicked him out and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

Halfway through the wash, he unscrewed the bathroom door.

She said, "It's almost done," and he replied dyingly, "You can lock the door."

Zhu Li is indeed a door that is obsessed with, but he can clearly not tear her down. She is annoyed by his merciless side, and the third time she did it like a fight.

After all, he was still concerned about the woman's face. He probably guessed that she could not walk anymore, so he didn't expose it and picked her up without saying a word.

She was exhausted and fell asleep. She felt the temperature of the male body in a daze. She swept away the quilt and asked him to go up there.

Zhu Li frowned and said softly: Alas, Mr. Zhu, it's too much, too much.

She calmed down and turned her eyes to look at the man outside.

Without a quilt, Jiang Fang just casually wrapped a bath towel and lay there asleep.

Zhu Li glanced over his eyes unbearable.

Drinking alcohol will make things wrong, drinking will make things wrong.

When she is not in love, she will occasionally find a clean disposable partner to solve her physiological needs, but if she is sober, she will never "sperm" and get into her best friend's boyfriend and brother.

If Xu Qiao gathers together in the future, get married, have children and have a full moon banquet, the two of them will look down and see each other, and they will feel a little suffocated when they think about it.

Last night, I forgot to pull the curtains tightly. Seeing the sun rising, a golden morning light fell on Jiang Fang's face, which made him frown uncomfortable, as if he was about to wake up. Zhu Li shuddered and shivered.

The rule to solve physiological needs is not to sleep overnight, and she has not experienced such embarrassing things afterwards.

Zhu Li immediately raised his hand and pressed the button next to the bedside table.

The curtains were automatically fixed, the bedroom sinks into darkness again, and Jiang Fang's eyebrows stretched out.

Zhu Li carefully lifted the quilt and got off the bed with a slight hand. The first foot seemed to be on cotton. Her legs were weak and almost fell back to the bed. After she stood firm on the edge of the bed, she bent down and picked out her own things from the clothes scattered all over the floor. Then she picked up her high heels, picked up her handbag on the table, and walked out on tiptoe like a thief.

When I arrived at the door, I thought of something, opened my handbag and flipped it over, and turned it back.

When Jiang Fang woke up, his side was empty, with only the wrinkled bed sheets and the beautiful atmosphere that had not yet dissipated in the room, reminding him that last night was not a dream.

The earth-shaking scene in his mind stimulated his mouth and tongue.

He narrowed his eyes and said, got out of bed and turned on the lights, looked around the empty room, walked into the bathroom and looked at it, confirming that there was no one inside and outside.

The woman said she was solving her physiological needs, but she kicked him without any warmth.

He didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, and before he could react, he suddenly heard the doorbell ringing.

Jiang Fang looked at the door card left in the room and nodded suddenly.

Oh, was it because I squeezed him out last night and went to bring him breakfast now?

Jiang Fang turned around and opened the door, and recited as he opened: "You still have some..."

Before the word "conscience" was expressed, he stared at the man in a suit and tie outside the door with big eyes... big eyes - because both of them were a little surprised.

The man outside the door glanced at Jiang Fang's outfit with only a bath towel around his lower body, and turned his head to look at the door number: "This seems to be my sister's room?"

Jiang Fang's expression returned to his composure, and chose the latter between passively asking "Who is your sister" and the straightforward answer "Yes".

This is the room where Zhu Li lived in Lidun for a long time because of work needs. Her family knew that the house number was not surprising. When they saw each other again, they were really familiar with each other. They probably met in a social scene before.

Judging from his facial features, he was somewhat similar to Zhu Li, so he confirmed the identity of this man.

Jiang Fang nodded: "Is there anything to do with her?"

The man raised his eyebrows: "I am her second brother, is she in there?"

"No, I'm leaving."

"Where did you go?" the man frowned.

This fucking embarrassing him.

Jiang Jie smiled after a moment of silence, and chose an answer that would not sound too obvious to the two of them: "She refused to let me say it."

The man breathed annoyedly: "I'm disturbing."

Jiang Fang was about to close the door. Halfway through the lockdown, he saw the man who had already turned around and turned around as if he remembered something: "Langxin Technology, Mr. Jiang?"

"Yes." Jiang Fang nodded.

"Good luck." The man nodded to him and turned around and left.

Jiang Fang closed the door, walked to the bedside table, picked up his cell phone and prepared to contact Zhu Li, and told her about her second brother's situation, but first noticed that a stack of bright banknotes was pressed under his lighter.

He was stunned, picked up and counted five RMB, five hundred dollars.

"?"

When I woke up, the woman who had once had a spring breeze with me had left me with me and left me with 500 yuan - what is the constitution?

Jiang Fang picked up his phone and opened the address book in a blazing manner.

When in London, in order to cooperate to assist Cheng Lang and Xu Qiao, the two exchanged contact information on New Year's Eve.

He dialed Zhu Li's cell phone number, and after three times, the phone was hung up. Then an emotionally unanswered text message came in from his cell phone: Hello, I am not convenient for answering the call now, so I will call you back later.

“…”

Jiang Fang changed to a text message and typed "Your second brother has been to the hotel, I sent him away", and then deleted the line with a cold face, and changed the statement: Your second brother is here.

Sure enough, Miss Zhu, who said that "it's not convenient for me to answer the phone now," quickly called back.

"My second brother is in my hotel?" She went straight to the point.

"It should be gone now." Jiang Fang stood in front of the bathroom washstand with one hand and the toothbrush with the other.

"Then you say..."

"I'm Ang (Gang) and I'm so fucking. " He said with a foamy mouth.

"..." On the other end of the phone, Zhu Li seemed to be trembling all over by his vague onomatopoeia, "That's dead."

"Wait a minute," Jiang Fang quickly spit out the bubble, "What does your five hundred dollars mean?"

"What does it mean? The labor fee I give you." Zhu Li answered naturally.

"Labor..." Jiang Fang looked at the mirror and was so angry that he was absent-minded, "Labor fee? Do you treat me like a duck?"

"Isn't this what it means to solve physiological needs? Is there any problem?"

"There's a big problem!" Jiang Fang raised his voice.

“What’s the problem?”

Jiang was unable to refute it when he was breathing.

"No problem, I'll die." Zhu Li said.

He looked at the three used condoms in the trash can at his feet with a fucked look, and blurted out a casual answer: "Do you mean I'm worth 500 three times a night?"

"Oh," Zhu Li smiled blankly, "I'm sorry, I don't bring much cash when I go out, I only have a few pieces of money on it. Why don't you give me an account and I'll ask the assistant to transfer you some later."

But isn't he just transferring himself, but he just asks his assistant to transfer?

Is this human words?

Jiang Fang's nest was so angry that his liver hurt: "No need, just use it as a friend price."

"Okay, but let me make it clear first, I won't take care of the return business."

"..." Jiang Fang nodded with a sneer, "It just so happens that I won't take back customers."

A phone call broke off all night, and Jiang Fang and Zhu Li had no contact for half a month. When they heard about Zhu Li, they heard about Zhu Li. It was half a month later, and one evening, they received a call from Cheng Lang.

As soon as Cheng Lang opened his mouth, he said to him: "My girlfriend has something to ask you. Be honest and explain everything you should explain clearly."

Before Jiang Fang could react, he heard the short breath of Xu Qiao's voice asking for guilt: "Boss Jiang, are you so bad about my little Mr. Zhu?"

He was stunned: "I'm a scumbag? Where did you hear this?"

"You first say you are a scumbag!"

Of course, you can't use the word "scrap" if you have to look at it in an after-the-sight, then it should be Zhu Lizhao, right?

Xu Qiao has always had such a temper. Jiang Fangdao was not angry with her, but she was a little unhappy about the black and white statement, so she only answered a single word: "No."
To be continued...