Excellent beauty's personal security guard

After sleeping quietly all night, Zhao Jianhui only felt very warm and peaceful in his heart. Holding her delicate and fragrant body, he didn't have a trace of evil thoughts. Even he felt very strange.

It was sunny yesterday, but the sky outside the window was very gloomy this morning.

You Xiaoran, who woke up from his sleep, blushed. Looking at the man who was looking at him with big eyes, he turned around slightly and suddenly seemed to think of something. He turned back and asked, "eh, how did you get in?"

"Ha ha, can you still embarrass your husband and me with this little work? Isn't that how I came in? " Zhao Jianhui smiled and kissed her charming little mouth. You Xiaoran whispered a little shyly, "what husband? It's terrible." As he spoke, he raised his body, reached out and grabbed his clothes and trousers on the chair beside the bed, ready to get up.

When she crossed Zhao Jianhui and stretched out her arm, Zhao Jianhui smiled and looked up and stretched out her mouth. She didn't want you Xiaoran to know that he would do so. Her other hand was pressed on Zhao Jianhui's face: "stop fooling around, I'll get up and cook. Don't you have to go to work today?"

"Ah... Yes, but I don't work. I go to school." Zhao Jianhui raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already more than seven o'clock. Because the light outside was gloomy, he didn't expect to be late for another game“ It's too late. You cook and eat with your aunt. I should go now. " Then Zhao Jianhui got up quickly.

Zhao Jianhui was stunned when he opened the door after dressing up properly. Outside the courtyard, old master Liu knelt straight. Beside him, there was a middle-aged woman with gray hair. It seemed that she was his old companion.

"Master Liu, what are you doing?" In fact, when he asked this again, Zhao Jianhui already knew in his heart why Lao Liu came.

Sure enough, Master Liu burst into tears before he spoke. He looked up at Zhao Jianhui and said in a low voice, "director, i... I didn't educate my son well, but I... alas, I really have no face to tell you..."

Zhao Jianhui turned around and waved to you Xiaoran who sent him out, motioning her to close the door.

"Master Liu, you don't have to say anything. I know what you mean. I can't help you with your son... Let me tell you so. Even if I can help, I won't help."

Master Liu's head lowered deeper, and his voice was already crying: "director..."

"Needless to say, I know this very well. You know what your son has done. Think about the poor girl. Her life has been ruined. Whose child is not the meat from his parents? Think about the poor girl's parents and how the girl should live in the future. " With that, Zhao Jianhui pulled his legs and left. The good mood he had accumulated holding you Xiaoran all night had disappeared.

Can you blame yourself for being cruel? Think of the girl named Ji Yan. After Zhao Jianhui got on the bus, he looked at the old couple who were still kneeling at the door, shook his head, started the car and left.

During the morning recess, Cao Zhenqing took Zhao Jianhui and said to treat him at noon. Zhao Jianhui smiled a little uninteresting: "Lao Cao, it was your treat several times ago. I'm sorry to rub food and drink all the time. In this way, you ask Lao Li and sister Han for lunch."

"Forget it. If you want to invite you, you have to invite you in the evening. It's a one-stop meal. I'll invite you at noon. It's mainly because my brother wants to trouble you."

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help laughing: "we are not outsiders. What do you have to say? Why do you have to treat?" Cao Zhenqing shook his head with a smile: "it's time for dinner." Zhao Jianhui had been wondering about Lao Cao's falling to the ground for half a morning. He asked himself for help. The old man talked so much that he didn't hear it.

After class at noon, several people met under the big pine tree and didn't drive, so they couldn't go out of the school directly. When they turned East, there were several good small shops with small appearance, but the taste of the food was very reasonable.

Because there was class in the afternoon, several people asked for two bottles of beer. It was a meaning. When Cao Zhenqing opened the bottle with a smile, Zhao Jianhui looked at him and smiled.

"I said, I'm not a little girl. Why are you smiling at me?" Cao Zhenqing reached out and touched his face. He was a little confused and said to Zhao Jianhui.

"Ha ha, I know why you treat today." Zhao Jianhui looked at him and said with a smile. Han Qiyun sipped his mouth: "look, Lao Cao, I'm sorry to say that. People already know." Cao Zhenqing scratched his scalp a little embarrassed: "I said, how do you know?" Then he approached Zhao Jianhui, lowered his voice and said, "my brother depends on you for the exam tomorrow morning..."

The glass in Zhao Jianhui's hand shook, and the beer in it almost spilled out: "I said, is that why you treat?"

Cao Zhenqing smiled and said, "yes, didn't you say you already know?"

Zhao Jianhui said in his heart, what do I know? I know? I thought you wanted to borrow my car again. How can I think of anyone who dares to cheat when studying in the Party school?

Lao Cao is from south Guangdong Province. If he has a car in Beijing, he usually uses the car of the south Guangdong Office in Beijing. But since the last time I saw the pass on Zhao Jianhui's car, Lao Cao always likes to borrow Zhao Jianhui's car. Originally, this was not the same thing, but Lao Cao always shouted Zhao Jianhui for a meal when he used the car.

This time, Zhao Jianhui thought he wanted to use his car to decorate his appearance. I didn't know that this guy was thinking about how to cheat in tomorrow's exam.

Zhao Jianhui said that he didn't know whether the Party school teacher was strict in invigilating the examination. If this thing was found, it would be humiliating enough. First of all, he would be able to put on a big hat of improper thinking.

If you think so, you should feel at ease after eating Cao Zhenqing. In this way, while eating, Yuan Gang's noisy ears are not clean. This guy is picky when eating free food. For a while, he says this dish is not spicy, and for a while, he says which dish is not spicy enough.

After dinner, several people drank Huizi tea again. Only then did they walk out of the tavern contentedly and cross the road to the gate of the Party school within a few hundred meters.

However, just as Zhao Jianhui stepped out of the door of the small restaurant and just walked onto the road, he saw several foreigners coming out of a nearby hotel with an 18-year-old girl in their arms. As they walked, they put their hands in the girl's collar, kneaded one hand wantonly in the clothes, and kissed the tongue from time to time. It was as disgusting as it was.

Especially when I saw that among these foreigners, there were three or four Asians with similar skin color, several men could only shake their heads and smile bitterly. Although he is unhappy, Zhao Jianhui can't say anything. It's "making friends" and it's not illegal. What can you do to others?

Looking at Cao Zhenqing and an Ziyuan, their faces also showed a disdainful look. Everyone is thinking, what's the matter with girls now? Does it mean that foreign shit is fragrant? It's impossible, isn't it?

Although from the outside, Chinese people are similar to Oriental people, they can be separated by careful observation. Their stature is generally not high, and their skin color is white. I really don't know where those short mutant races are so popular?

This gang seems to have just finished their meal, and they are in the same direction as Zhao Jianhui and others. It's just that people go to big hotels and a few people on their side go to small restaurants.

The two gangs were divided into groups one after another and walked on the same road. Zhao Jianhui and others walked in front. The gang of miscellaneous soldiers closely followed, and the women's singing and men's unbridled laughter came from behind from time to time.

"Gaga, see, little sister? These people in front seem to be the elite of your country. They can only go to the roadside stall for lunch. My brother's family runs a gold mine and is not short of money at all. I'll take you to a good place in the evening. I can buy you whatever you want." This guy spoke Chinese in a strange voice. After a long speech, he laughed proudly. In front of him, I heard those people go, er, and get goose bumps.

"Proust Yang, if you can ask Jin Yuanyuan out together, the LV bag you saw last night is yours..." another guy continued in Chinese much more fluent than the first foreigner.

"Really?" Then a girl's voice came into Zhao Jianhui's ears with a surprise: "keep your word. I'm sure I can ask Jin Yuanyuan out today. Just get ready to buy me that LV bag."

Originally, Zhao Jianhui was too lazy to pay attention to these bastard children, but when he heard them mention Jin Yuanyuan's name twice, he couldn't help thinking that Jin Yuanyuan they said wouldn't be the little girl of Wu Fengjiao's family?

Zhao Jianhui was still thinking about his mind, but Han Qiyun, who was walking beside him, said angrily: "it's shameless." She didn't say much, but who knew that the girl behind had such a good ear. She heard it all at once and immediately connected with herself.

The girl immediately jumped out like a belligerent little hen: "Hey, who are you talking about? Don't go."

Han Qiyun stopped and looked back: "I said who knows, you don't have a ghost in your heart. How do you know I mean you? What do you want to do? "

"Wow, aunt, you have a very powerful mouth? Don't look at the wrinkles on your face. What are you jealous about our little girl? " With her voice, several other little girls also giggled.