Zhang Shidong endured it for more than ten seconds, and Xing Wen squinted her eyes and let go of her mouth. The two of them faced each other's breathing was only one centimeter away, and they could sense each other's breathing and cheeks.

Xing Wen said coldly: "Do you want to fuck me?"

Zhang Shidong bowed his head and pecked her lips: "Can I just click it directly? It takes time to waste time, and I will go out of bed together without any psychological burden."

Xing Wen smiled and pushed him away, picked up a bottle of beer on the table, and said in a charming way: "Okay, I can drink me, be crazy, scare me, coax me well, do whatever you want."

Zhang Shidong responded to Xing Wen with his eyebrows and facial expressions on his nose, saying that there was no problem, and then turned to Wen Jingran and said, "Don't be busy, have fun. Today is your birthday, no one will make you unhappy. Don't think about that matter has been solved."

Wen Jingran was stunned and had no idea what was going on. Zhang Shidong didn't call or look for someone, so how did he solve it?

Xing Wen took out her cell phone, made a call, and before answering, she said to Zhang Shidong, "Come on me first, don't make me unhappy." The phone was connected, "Jia Jia, don't make trouble, you can't make trouble, I'll be with him now, you're willing to come, sit down and have a drink."

Zhang Shidong looked like a pervert, and his hands didn't let go. He just hugged the other person, touching her waist with his hands back and forth. From top to bottom, half of the tender white steamed buns waved to him. After hugging her, he realized that Xing Wen was really well-proportioned and confident. She only put a breast patch under her clothes, and supported her skirt with her own capital. Such women are rare nowadays. Various equipment that can make the grooves allow more and more women to have a proud figure in front of others. If you touch them closely through the clothes, what you will encounter is not the fleshy feeling, but the touch of hard sponge or shaping glue. Unless you have never experienced women, you can recognize them.

Xing Wen stood up confidently: "With so many stunning confidants, how can Young Master Zhang be attracted to me with such a vulgar fan?"

Zhang Shidong picked up Wen Jingran and put the ice wine in front of the two of them, and drank it all in one go: "It smells of wild flowers. I can't sleep alone tonight anyway, so of course I want to find the best one in the audience."

Xing Wen snorted coldly, stretched her legs, and her long legs were placed on the edge of the sofa. Her legs were wrapped in tight skirts, and her fingers streaked between Zhang Shidong's lips: "Okay, what about you?" After saying that, she was much more rogue than Zhang Shidong. Her hands directly penetrated into his clothes, and her slender jade hands pressed hard on his chest, her eyes lit up, and she began to brush and touch her.

"Is it okay?"

Wen Jingran and others stood up, and Lang Jiajia, who was bleeding from the forehead at the door, walked in with a handkerchief, looked around and did not respond. Seeing Zhang Shidong and Xing Wen huddled together in an extremely ambiguous manner, a bleak smile appeared on their faces, this man was really crazy.

Xing Wen did not push Wen Jingran away stubbornly, but just sat upright, giving enough face to the big man Zhang Shidong wanted, and forced him to put down his previous ambiguousness, sat upright and watched Lang Jiajia sit down, and took the initiative to push the row of wine that had just been adjusted at the table into front of him.

Xing Wen handed a glass of wine to Lang Jiajia: "Zhang Shidong, Ning Jiutian must lower his figure and meet someone he met. The head of a department in Yanjing. After returning, you can inquire with Uncle Lang. Your current military rank..."

"College."

The word "colonel" is like a sharp and ruthless peerless sword, which is hardly inserted into Lang Jiajia's heart. The man in front of him is at most twenty-five or six years old, and the rank of the colonel is a bit irritating. How could he have such a high rank? Even the generations of Hongs, who are well-known, have not had such a high rank in the real power department in the army. This...

Xing Wen raised another glass of wine and handed it to Zhang Shidong: "My little brother, although he is a little crazy, he has good morals. At least with your personality, you two are worthy of being a friend. If I don't say more, I will not tell you whether to be strangers from now on, whether to shake hands and make peace or continue to start a war, you will decide for yourself."

I have to say that she is a good negotiating expert. She grasped the things in her heart in just a few words. I am for your own good. If you don’t want to be involved in a big vortex, the best way is to be peaceful and not to think that you are good at it. When you really fight, no one lacks the courage and strength to fight.

Lang Jiajia held up the wine glass with both hands: "Brother Zhang, I'm wrong today."

Clinking the glasses and drinking them all, Lang Jiajia sat for more than three minutes, stood up and said goodbye and left. It seemed that he had never known anyone from now on. In fact, when his figure walked out of the nuclide, Xing Wen looked at Zhang Shidong, and the two of them said the same sentence at the same time: "Wolfs travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit."

Xing Wen shook her head: "No matter what, save his life and think I owe you."

Zhang Shidong leaned on the sofa and looked at her squintly: "I don't like the debts that others owe me. Today, my friend's birthday is on, so I go to the bar toast to the bar."

Xing Wen looked at him deeply. How could such a man not be liked by women? He knows how to use heavy chips to smash the balance that women need the most in their hearts. Isn’t Lang Jiajia the one you must protect? Don’t you hope to protect her with a huge favor? In order not to make things difficult for you and not let you owe too much, I just want you to do a very simple thing. This is the man’s mind and a man’s courage. Even if there are thousands of troops in front of you, as long as the woman in her arms can kiss her gently, even if she dies, she will have no regrets.

Xing Wen wrapped her hands around Zhang Shidong's neck and rode onto him. Because her legs were wide open, her white short skirt rushed upwards, and almost her entire thighs were exposed. If she came over carefully, she could even see the pants.

"This is the reward for you to make me wet." The tip of your tongue was stained with a little mucus, and the four lips were separated. Xing Wen looked at the man who was forced to kiss him in a daze. The touch of tenderness made the person who was peeping around him swallow unconsciously, and quickly dodged his eyes, not daring to look here, for fear of being attracted by them.

In the next ten minutes, Wen Jingran felt that this was his first birthday, and the most famous nightclub queen in the Magic City, Ning City, Wujun, Ningcheng and other places actually came to celebrate her birthday in person. It was not just toasting a glass of wine and saying a few words of celebration. The dancers, DJs and bands in the Nuclide Bar all had a long song under her command. The dancers and these nightclub girls danced a sexy hot dance full of ** in the end. Everyone came to him and kissed his cheeks.

The entire nuclide atmosphere was also inspired by this special birthday party, and everyone was excited. Before Zhang Shidong hugged Xing Wen and left quietly, he took the card at the bar and swiped all the wine placed in the top row to invite all the guests to taste and celebrate Wen Jingran together.

At first, Wen Jingran was a little strange. Why did so many strange customers bring fruit plates and some snacks? Even if they were not short of money, there was no need to support their own venue like this. After asking, I found out that someone had bought the order and bought a lot of wine to entertain the audience. I didn’t say anything about thanks. This was also what Wen Jingran received when he was generous to San03. The air conditioning water heater and the electricity bill of thousands of yuan. He was not stingy but thought that they had to get along with each other in advance. Today, Zhang Shidong’s behavior was not to use money to smash people, it was just a gift. When everyone was happiest, pour some hot hot water on this happiness.

Zhang Shidong has seen the red Ferrari. When he came, he got off the highway and was the first to surpass him.

"You sissy family, play with me." Zhang Shidong threw his car keys to Xing Wen.

Xing Wen is also an expert. Her car has been modified, and her eyes are very vicious. She looked back and forth and saw the Wrangler sitting in and starting up. Listening to the sound of the engine, feeling the feeling of holding it on the steering wheel, and a terrifying light appeared in her eyes.

Boom, boom, boom!

Xing Wen was very fiercely controlling the car and running on the road. Zhang Shidong had long seen that she was also a trainer. At least she could fight freely and knock down three or five men. Otherwise, why would she dare to come out alone and get the title of a nightclub queen? If she didn't have some confidence, she would have been given XXOO long ago. She could still hold the name so casually and continue to go to the bar.

She was much more capable of controlling the Wrangler than Wu Gangmeng, and she also knew how to put down one arm at a time to rest. The car was like a giant beast on the streets of the city, raging the limit of speed wildly. Seeing the speedometer constantly improving madly, Xing Wen had a special superiority, and this superiority came faster. She looked sideways and saw that the man next to her was not frightened at all, but didn't even tie her seat belt, her feet were placed in front, her body shrank, and she looked completely enjoyable.

Xing Wen turned the car onto a winding mountain road, constantly stepping on the accelerator, and while slamming the accelerator, she had no energy to see how Zhang Shidong was like. The faster and faster speed made her focus on driving, holding the steering wheel with both hands, and controlling the stability of the car with the steering wheel. The speed that she would never dare to try on the Ferrari on weekdays was shown by the Wrangler. The sports car was afraid of bad road conditions, and a small stone might overturn the car. The Wrangler was fine. The bad condition on the ground had no image at all. The super stable body did not feel floating at all, which stimulated you to continue stepping on the accelerator and speed up.

In an old Jetta, two ordinary-looking men took out a box, took out the two guns inside, and looked at Lang Jiajia, who was sitting behind with a gloomy face: "Mr. Lang, are you sure you want to do it?"

Lang Jiajia threw the phone in her hand into the sewer on the side of the road, and a ferocious look appeared on her face: "I'm going to die when I shoot a black gun, each person has one million, the price is not low."

The two of them were silent for half a minute: "One person has two million, and you will get 70% first."

Lang Jiajia: "Okay, remember, I'm going to die."

PS: Thank you for laughing at the changes in the world and wielding your sword to cut off the world!
Chapter completed!