Excellent beauty's personal security guard

Looking at Zhao Jianhui, Fang Liwei said softly, "yes, at that time, we were in the car less than ten meters away from you, but I didn't want to go against Huo Jiaxin's wishes, so I didn't come out to see you. However, I know that Huo Jiaxin still has you in her heart. Otherwise, she wouldn't be waiting to see you before she left. "

"I see. I said I couldn't get through to your cell phone. Don't you want to invite me to dinner? What are you doing outside?" Zhao Jianhui nodded and said.

Fang Liwei looked at him like a monster: "you... Why don't you ask me if I know where she went?"

Zhao Jianhui sighed quietly: "she has her freedom. She has made a choice, hasn't she? If you want to stay, you can't get rid of it. Don't stay, I can't stay. "

"You... How can you do this? Maybe, as long as you work hard, she will change her mind? " Fang Liwei looked at Zhao Jianhui, shook her head and whispered, "you are a monster."

"Maybe it is. If you don't want to be hurt, you'd better stay away from me." Zhao Jianhui said with a smile.

Fang Liwei blushed, stared at him and asked, "what do you mean by that? Do you think I'll like you too? Do you think I'm close to you because I want to be with you... "

Zhao Jianhui nodded: "if not, why do you want to approach me?"

"You... How can you say that?" Fang Liwei angrily stretched out her hand and pointed to Zhao Jianhui's nose. Her nice little nose moved back and forth. Zhao Jianhui looked at her quietly and didn't admit his mistake at all. He didn't even perfunctory on the surface.

Fang Liwei turned around with her feet. The white skirt spun a "ripple" under the neon light in the dark night. The handbag in her hand floated from her shoulder to behind her shoulder: "you're not human, I'm so angry..."

"Hey, don't go. We haven't eaten yet." Zhao Jianhui called behind her.

"Eat with whom you like." Fang Liwei came to a small convertible sports car and drove in with a bang. The car roared and rowed half a circle from Zhao Jianhui, thinking about the way down the mountain.

"Let's go, let's go..." looking at the speeding light, turning the corner and disappearing, Zhao Jianhui shook his head and walked into the mid mountain restaurant alone.

It's better to make this woman angry and leave now, and even make her hate herself in her heart, than to make her sad in the future.

On the high collar stage in the middle of the dance floor, several sexy girls with Miaoman figure, wearing black bikini, frantically twist their slender waist, long hip length hair flying in the wind, white and tender skin and black bikini reflect black and white, emitting strange temptation.

Under the dim light, in the not big dance floor, hundreds of boys and girls twisted their bodies at will with the strong music beat, venting their violent desires. Around the dance floor were filled with crazy young men and women, whistling and twisting their bodies in chairs. The whole disco was full of enthusiasm.

Although the disco is very dark, Zhao Jianhui can still vaguely see every corner of the hall.

Although he knew that it was a good choice to take Fang Liwei away, Zhao Jianhui felt a decline tonight. A person's dinner was very lonely, so after coming out of the restaurant and listening to the exciting music next door, Zhao Jianhui walked in at random.

In the northeast corner, two obscene men are selling ecstasy to several young men and girls who seem to be minors.

Not far from them, in a corner where the lights can't shine at all, two women with exposed clothes and heavy makeup sit on the legs of two men lying with their chest exposed and full of banditry, twisting madly with the beat of the music.

On the other side, several childish girls sat on the chair with dull eyes and shook their heads frantically. The saliva from the corners of their mouths fell to the ground without feeling it. Next to them, several bad teenagers with hair dyed in various colors and tattoos on their arms put their hands into the girl's clothes to wipe.

Almost crazy music, dim lights, everything in it makes Zhao Jianhui feel very exciting. Holding a bloody mary introduced by the male adaptation in his hand, Zhao Jianhui sits alone in a corner, a glass of wine, a cigarette, a person, a table

"Handsome boy, how about buying me a drink?"

Suddenly there was a charming and moving voice in his ear. Zhao Jianhui looked over his head and said impatiently, "I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of inviting people to drink."

"Handsome boy, I'll get used to it slowly!"

The woman said and moved her body to Zhao Jianhui.

"Miss, I prefer to drink alone. I hope you don't disturb me." Zhao Jianhui's face cooled down.

"Hum!" The woman finally stood up, walked away bitterly, and scolded in a low voice, "silly man!"

Looking at the leaving beauty, Zhao Jianhui smiled helplessly. This is the third young girl who took the initiative to chat up. He doesn't understand. Is it the girls who took the initiative to chat up or himself?

Suddenly, his eyes fixed on a woman sitting near him. The woman had been looking at him secretly and saw that his eyes finally fell on her. The woman picked up the wine cup in her hand, raised it to Zhao Jianhui, and then slowly sent the cup to her lips.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help laughing bitterly. The world is really too small. I didn't expect to see Hui ailing here.

This woman is really strange. After the last thing, she even said hello to herself. Is this woman really sick in her mind?

Seeing this woman, Zhao Jianhui felt that it was too noisy here. Ignoring Hui Ailing's gesture, Zhao Jianhui got up and left.

Out of the door of the disco, the night wind blowing in front of him made him feel clear. Zhao Jianhui thought it strange that he should have stayed in a place like the disco for so long. It was a strange thing.

A taxi flashed a red "Airbus" sign light and passed by. Zhao Jianhui waved for a taxi. The car pulled over and Zhao Jianhui went to open the door. With a "bang", a vigorous figure jumped out from behind her, grabbed behind him and jumped into the car. Before Zhao Jianhui's body completely sat in the car, he was hit and fell inside, and his head almost hit the glass of the window on the other side.

"What is this?" Zhao Jianhui turned around in the car. Only then did he see clearly that the woman behind him and squeezed into the car was actually a woman with a sharp short knife in her hand.

Chengliang's short knife in the woman's hand makes the woman more heroic, but Zhao Jianhui can feel a murderous spirit from her.

"What are you looking at, driving..." the woman stared at Zhao Jianhui coldly and shouted to the driver.

The two people were very close. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help smelling a nice smell, like orchid and musk deer, which made people want to capture the intoxicated misty.

Bvlgari's three generation, the world's limited edition perfume, an ounce of 300 dollars, Zhao Jianhui accurately sniff out the perfume brand she sends out. This brand of perfume is the Oriental quiet favorite.

He couldn't help but look at her differently. This woman is really rich!

Wait a minute, why do you look familiar? Where have you seen her? The woman's long flowing hair poured down her shoulders like a waterfall. Zhao Jianhui only felt that his eyes were bright and a cold face came into view.

The thick and light Dai eyebrows, large eyes like autumn water, and the fine and slightly warped eyelashes set off the dark big eyes very charming. The eyes are extremely flexible. The straight Yao nose is as delicate as carved jade, and the wet and soft red lips emit a light luster. This beautiful face is born without any powder and makeup. It is really beautiful to the extreme, Beauty to the extreme!

Beauty, absolute beauty! Great beauty with detached temperament! Moreover, she is still very young, at most in her early twenties and seventies.

Zhao Jianhui was a little confused in his head and straight in his eyes. He never thought that this face was so beautiful, dazzling and thrilling.

On such a night, there is such a beautiful woman with a bright short knife in her hand. It is as strange as it is said, but it happened around her. Zhao Jianhui clearly knows that this is not an illusion, but a story that really happened around her.

"You... Are you Lin Yajing?" Before Zhao Jianhui's words were finished, the woman's short knife had stretched out to Zhao Jianhui's neck: "who are you? How can you know me?"

Zhao Jianhui stretched out a finger and gently bounced on the knife surface in Lin Yajing's hand. Lin Yajing felt that her wrist was numb and the short knife in her hand was almost ready to fly out of her hand.

At this time, she put her eyes on Zhao Jianhui, stared at Zhao Jianhui, and asked, "are you... Long Lingyun's boyfriend?"

"Return your boyfriend, how many years ago?" Zhao Jianhui smiled: "I'm her son's father now... What are you doing?" Looking at the knife in his hand, Zhao Jianhui asked suspiciously.

Lin Yajing didn't have time to answer. Suddenly, Zhao Jianhui felt his body lean back suddenly. Then he heard a loud noise. A red car and his taxi made a harsh impact, forcing the taxi to stop on the roadside.

"Hey, what are you doing? Hurry up..." Lin Yajing shouted nervously when she saw the driver stop the car at this time.