Flirting day and night

Chapter 29 Little Thief

Xing Zheng picked up the wine glass, but it was filled with white water. His eyes were dark and scary, "Stealing my clothes is fun?"

Jian Mi smiled leisurely, "Why can't I understand what my uncle said?"

Xing Zheng sneered, "Little thief."

Jian Mi is not afraid. After all, as long as Xing Zheng is not stupid, he will definitely know that she did it. "Didn't I leave a pair of underwear for my uncle?"

Speaking, Jian Mi glanced down.

At this time, Wu Zhiyi's voice came, "Xing Zheng, don't worry about chatting alone, let's have a drink together."

Jian Mi then looked away and raised his glass, "Mr. Wu, I'd like to propose a toast to you and wish our cooperation go smoothly."

"Okay, Miss Jian really has a good drinking capacity."

By the end of the drink, Jian Mi had forgotten how much he had drunk, but at least his mind was clear. After sending everyone away, Jian Mi left.

But when I just arrived at the door, I found a familiar car parked at the door.

It's Xing Zheng's car, and the other party hasn't left yet.

Jian Mi directly opened the car door and got in. "Uncle, please take me back."

Xing Zheng chewed on his cigarette and put one hand on the window. The white smoke circled his eyebrows and his deep facial features seemed a bit hazy. He opened his thin lips lightly and said in a cool tone, "Go down."

Jian Mi was completely drunk, she felt very tired, and her voice became even lazier, "Brother-in-law, why are you so stingy? You don't have to worry about a piece of clothing with me. At worst, I'll give you one back."

Xing Zheng raised the corners of his lips, with a hint of meaning in his eyes.

Seeing that Xing Zheng had not moved for a long time, Jian Mi directly reached out to both sides of the shirt and pulled it up, and the T-shirt was taken off easily.

Jian Mi threw the clothes with her own body temperature into Xing Zheng's arms, "Is this enough?"

The moonlight outside the window fell on her skin through the car window, shining white. Xing Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

Jian Mi also looked at Xing Zheng and smiled, "Uncle, why don't you wait until my house to take off the remaining clothes?"

Xing Zheng threw the cigarette butt out of the window, threw his clothes directly into her face, and stepped on the accelerator.

Jian Mi put on her clothes unhurriedly, her movements were a bit laborious. She closed her eyes, but Xing Zheng's car was driving erratically, braking and turning sharply from time to time, plus speed bumps, almost making Jian Mi vomit. come out.

She glanced at Xing Zheng, her eyes unhappy, but only for a moment, "My uncle didn't drink at the bar just now, why are you so drunk?"

Xing Zheng glanced at her and said without explaining, "Go down."

Jian Mi opened the door, and the cold wind blowing in front of her made her drunkenness dissipate a lot.

The next second, the car next to him started and Xing Zheng drove away. Jian Mi looked at the car body disappearing into the darkness and turned around to leave.

Xing Zheng is a tough nut to crack, much harder than someone like Xing Zixu.

She tried so hard to attract the other person's attention, and even took the other person home, but the man was stunned and didn't have any unnecessary thoughts.

Jian Mi knew that it would be difficult for someone like Xing Zheng, who was so cold-blooded and ruthless to stab his own father, to fall in love with someone.

But Jian Mi likes to face difficulties head on.

Back in the room, Jian Mi drank a glass of honey water and was about to take a shower when her cell phone rang.

I picked it up and saw that it was a message from Dou Jingya.

She took a photo of Xing Zixu standing in the room drinking water. The man's lower body was tied with a bath towel, and the person taking the photo was lying on the bed. What this meant was obvious.

(End of this chapter)