Urban Hidden Dragon

Chapter 44 Beer Night Talk
"it is good!"

Zhao Dong nodded, turned around, and closed the door without even saying a word of nonsense.

boom!
The door is slammed shut!
Sophie was stunned for a while, what she just said was all angry words, of course she knew that President Ma was not a good guy, and she also knew that Zhao Dong was worried about herself.

But to resolve the trouble just now, there are obviously countless ways, but he chose the most stupid one.

Not to mention letting my hard work in the past few days go to waste, it also made the company's situation worse again!
Sophie said those words on purpose to anger him.

But for some reason, seeing Zhao Dong's absent-minded face, she wasn't happy at all, instead she felt even more depressed, and she kept muttering to herself.

"I tell you to go and you go. Why didn't you see you so obedient just now?"

"You believe what I say? Don't you really not defend yourself?"

The more Sophie thought about it, the more upset she became, and she fell into a contradiction she couldn't understand, and couldn't extricate herself for a long time.

……

Zhao Dong walked out of the neighborhood aimlessly, seemingly with ease, but when he came to the street, the unprecedented sense of grievance and loneliness could no longer be suppressed.

Light a cigarette, and want to find someone to drink.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Xu San out, but for some reason, he dialed Meng Jiao's number by accident.

"Hello? I don't sleep at night, why are you calling me?" The woman on the other end of the phone seemed to have fallen asleep, her voice sounded a bit like getting up, and her voice was lazy and hoarse, but it sounded like fairy music at the moment.

Zhao Dong looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

He suddenly felt a little guilty. It really shouldn't disturb people's dreams at night.

Meng Jiao waited for a long time but didn't hear the following, she was a little impatient, "Why didn't you talk? Did you make a wrong call and mistook me for Goddess Su?"

Zhao Dong hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm fine."

As he spoke, he was about to hang up the phone, but Meng Jiao stopped him, "Wait a minute!"

Zhao Dong asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Meng Jiao was so angry that she couldn't sleep even if she was sleepy, "Zhao Dong, are you not sick? Call me at night, and you still ask me what's wrong?"

Zhao Dong scratched his head and explained embarrassingly, "Oh, I'm fine... I'm fine."

Meng Jiao has a straightforward temper and doesn't like to be artificial, "Stop talking nonsense, have something to say, and fart!"

Zhao Dong was really afraid of offending this woman, so he simply said: "It's really all right, I just want to find someone to drink."

Meng Jiao was taken aback for a moment, and asked directly, "Where are you?"

After waiting for a short time, in just two cigarettes, Meng Jiao's white Porsche stopped in front of him.

The car window was half down, Meng Jiao turned her head and said, "Get in the car!"

Zhao Dong closed the car door, turned his head to look, and was stunned.

The light in the carriage was dark, but it was blindingly white. I don't know what this woman was thinking, but she didn't even change her clothes and ran out in a pajamas.

The clothes are a three-piece suit, and the outside is made of tulle. Because the two wrists are casually resting on the steering wheel, the sleeves slip off, revealing half of the slender wrists.

Inside is a nightdress with suspenders. The nightdress is not too long or short enough to cover the knees. However, because of driving, the two thighs overlap each other like that, especially in this confined space. man's impulse to sin.

The innermost part is a lace sling. Perhaps because of the vacuum, the enchanting arc is not as majestic as usual, but the two gradually closing and deepening arcs are still charming.

Coupled with the faint scent of perfume on her body, it is not pungent, but rather mellow and intoxicating.

The originally quiet carriage gradually became hot because of the existence of such a stunner.

"Tell me, where do you want to go for a drink?" Seeing that he was silent, Meng Jiao realized where Zhao Dong's gaze fell.

His face turned red for no reason, and he explained casually: "I thought you were divorcing Goddess Su, and I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to think about it, so I didn't have time to change it. Have you seen enough?"

Zhao Dong hurriedly turned his gaze, "Whatever, just find a food stall nearby."

"It's all ordered, and there is only night beer. Sit down."

The two had their own concerns, and they had nothing to say along the way, and soon came to the side of the road near the gymnasium.

Meng Jiao didn't like the excitement, plus it was inconvenient to dress, so she found a stall with relatively few people, but it still caused quite a stir.

In fact, Meng Jiao's outfit was not much different from ordinary dresses, she had a really good figure, plus her fair skin, her thighs without stockings were particularly eye-catching at night.

There were whistles at the booth next door, and a group of young people cheered continuously.

Zhao Dong was in a bad mood, and a cold look swept over him, instantly cooling down the restless atmosphere.

After the other side became quiet, he pulled out a chair and sat down firmly, blocking most of the men's eyes.

Meng Jiao leaned on her chin with both hands and stared at Zhao Dong earnestly.

This is what she likes most about Zhao Dong. It looks ordinary, but his actions are unusual, especially the occasional domineering, which always makes people intoxicated.

Zhao Dong signaled Meng Jiao to order, then he took a bite of a bottle of beer and drank most of it in one gulp.

Meng Jiao casually ordered a few barbecues and seafood, and then ordered a spicy crayfish, snatched him to drink the remaining half bottle of beer, and didn't give up on it, and drank it all.

As she raised her head, the pale yellow beer juice slid down her snow-white neck and was completely swallowed by the abyss, which was extremely impactful.

Meng Jiao put down the wine bottle, Lilac's small tongue stretched out, like a kitten, gently licked the beer froth from the corner of her mouth.

Zhao Dong hurriedly turned his head, the anger that had been suppressed with great difficulty was rekindled by her simple action.

Meng Jiao laughed and leaned back. He was really an interesting man. A casual tease could make him blush. He was pure and innocent like a boy next door. It was really hard to connect him with the tall figure who was protecting her behind.

"I want to ask you a question, do I look good?" Meng Jiao looked serious, not as shy as an ordinary girl.

Zhao Dong nodded without hesitation.

Meng Jiao asked curiously, "In your eyes, who is more beautiful, I or Goddess Su?"

Zhao Dong is stumped, this really can't be compared, her beauty is different from Sophie, Sophie has the kind of glamorous goddess temperament, perfect to the extreme, it is difficult to give birth to a blasphemous heart.

And Meng Jiao has a kind of charming temperament, which is different from Shu Qing's kind of charming. Shu Qing has a plump body, while her body is thin, belonging to the kind of charm that comes from the bottom of her heart. She doesn't use words or body, just Just one look can make people feel numb.

She is glamorous, but she doesn't have Sophie's sense of superiority and distance. This is Zhao Dong's evaluation of her.

But these words obviously couldn't be said, Zhao Dong thought about his wording, and then he opened a bottle of beer, "They are all beautiful, each has its own beauty!"

Meng Jiao rolled her eyes, "Don't play tricks! Tell me, who do you like more?"

Although Zhao Dong's EQ is not high, he also knew how to answer this kind of question, so he said without thinking, "I must like you, otherwise I wouldn't call you so late."

Meng Jiao nodded in satisfaction, "For you to pass the test, it's not in vain for me to accompany you to drink the northwest wind at night!"

Then he took the beer and poured a glass each.

The barbecue and lobster were quickly brought to the table, and as the beer drank, Zhao Dong's depression gradually receded, and the unhappiness that happened just now finally dissipated somewhat.

Women are very gossip, and Meng Jiao is no exception.

She wiped her hands, and asked which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted, "Tell me, did you quarrel with Goddess Su?"

"Can I not mention her tonight?" Zhao Dong was furious when he heard Sophie's name, especially what she said just now, like a knife cut his heart.

"Yo Yo Yo, looking at your innocence, shouldn't it be your first love?" Meng Jiao was even more curious, but it wasn't easy to ask further.

The two chatted, and a whole case of beer was quickly wiped out.

Zhao Dong didn't expect that Meng Jiao could drink so well, seeing that she still wanted to drink, he hurriedly tried to persuade her, "Don't drink any more, you'll have more!"

Meng Jiao said with a drunken look, "Drink too much...doesn't it just...just...follow your mind?"

Zhao Dong stared at the two bright red spots on her cheeks, "What can I think?"

Meng Jiao breathed out steam, "When I'm drunk, won't you be able to hug me to the big bed?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her index finger and gently scratched Zhao Dong's palm.

Zhao Dong's throat was dry and his lips were astringent, as if he had been hit by a [-]-volt high-voltage electric shock, his heartbeat instantly accelerated!
(End of this chapter)