Black Lincoln sedan, Mercedes-Benz on the road—

The person driving in front was Zhu Fugui.

Zhu Fugui looked at his cousin through the rearview mirror.

Song Zhichao closed his eyes slightly, as if he had drunk too much wine.

Haitang sat next to Song Zhichao, with his eyes slightly closed. Both of them didn't speak, and seemed very silent and unfamiliar.

"Oh, over time, I will inevitably become unfamiliar." Zhu Fugui knew a little about the relationship between his cousin Song Zhichao and Miss Haitang, and couldn't help but sigh at this moment.

But is this really the case?

Behind the seat, in a place where Zhu Fugui could not see it no matter what, Miss Haitang's hands were clutching the flesh on Song Zhichao's thighs in a daze.

Song Zhichao grinned in pain, but could only bear it.

In order to retaliate against the brutal girl's injury to her thighs, Song Zhichao, a not-so-super-super-kind guy, used his hands to grab the plump buttocks of Miss Haitang.

Miss Haitang trembled all over and felt that Song Zhichao's claws were too inappropriate - just grab them, you can catch them, you are not in the same place, and you are still wandering around randomly.

"You are trying to die!"

Finally, Haitang couldn't help it, opened her eyes and glared at Song Zhichao with her beautiful eyes.

Song Zhichao looked at his cousin Zhu Fugui vigilantly. Seeing that this guy was still driving with concentration, he smiled at Haitang: "Who did it first? I mean to treat him with the same way."

"Go to death!" Haitang twisted Song Zhichao's waist and eyes again. It seemed very heavy, but it started very lightly.

Song Zhichao was heartbroken by Haitang's coquettish look and couldn't help but whisper: "If I die, wouldn't you feel sorry for me?"

"Tsk, who cares for you?" Haitang's eyes were as charming as silk.

This is simply a flirting.

If it weren't for Zhu Fugui, the "light bulb" in front, everything would be perfect.

so--

"Ahem, Fugui, you are tired today, so why not do this. You can put the car in a random place and we will go back by ourselves, and you can rest early." Song Zhichao said to Zhu Fugui who was driving in front of him in a kind voice.

If you are a person with a elves, you will understand what to do at this time. Of course, someone who is alone or a woman must have a private space; but Zhu Fugui is different. After being trained by Song Zhichao, Zhu Fugui became a working robot completely and has never been in love. He has no idea what "male love and female love" is.

"No, cousin, don't worry about me - I'm young and can withstand it! But you and Miss Haitang have drunk too much wine, so it's up to me to send you back." Zhu Fugui said responsibly.

Song Zhichao scratched his eyebrows with his hands: "Fugui, I know you work seriously and your attitude towards work is more conscientious - but now it is not working hours, so there is no need to stick to the rules."

This is already very obvious.

Haitang said: "Yes, let alone me, I can take care of your cousin."

Zhu Fugui: "You? You are a woman. Besides, you have drunk too much wine. What if something happens on the way?"

A stubborn one.

Haitang was helpless and rolled her eyes.

Song Zhichao had to say to this cousin who was ignorant again: "It's okay, I'll sober up after I'll sober up. You'd better leave first."

This is simply a rhythm of driving people away.

If it were an ordinary person, he should have understood why at this time, but Zhu Fugui is not an ordinary person - Song Zhichao trained his business ability, but did not train his ability to pick up girls. He is very idiotic in this regard.

"No, cousin, I promised everyone that I must send you home safely." Zhu Fugui was loyal.

Song Zhichao rolled his eyes.

"Ahem, okay, I feel a little uncomfortable, you don't have to send it." Song Zhichao asked Zhu Fugui to stop the car.

Zhu Fugui: "..."

Had to stop.

Song Zhichao went down.

Haitang: "I'm a little sick with motion sickness." He held his head with his hands, "I won't get in your car anymore, I'll go with Mr. Song."

Zhu Fugui: "..."

Seeing Song Zhichao and Haitang get off the car one after another and stand on the side of the road, Zhu Fugui realized something.

"Then cousin, Miss Haitang, I won't accompany you anymore. I'll drive the car back first." Zhu Fugui was finally smart once.

"Well, okay. I'll call you when I arrive at the hotel." Song Zhichao asked him to leave with peace of mind and stop making light bulbs.

Haitang was a little shy. It was so late that she was with a man, a man and a woman. This was... too ambiguous.

Zhu Fugui made an "OK" gesture and smiled knowingly, "Then cousin, you guys go back slowly, I'll wait for your phone call." After that, Zhu Fugui drove away.

...

The night is so sad and the lights are bright,

Roadside—

Looking at the car that was leaving, Song Zhichao breathed a sigh of relief and looked around. It was also Pan Yu's prosperous area. Although it was very late, the surrounding area was brightly lit. Many night market stalls had just opened, and many workers and people who went to get off work at night were enjoying food at the snack stalls.

Not far away, there are seven or eight fashionable young people, all wearing the most fashionable jeans and jeans, with red cloth tied around their heads and a tape recorder on their shoulders playing exciting disco songs. The others twisted their waists, swung their butts, and jumped at the disco.

Some older people looked at the young people curiously with their hands behind their backs, with envious expressions in their eyes, as if sighing: "It's great to be young!"

Another place, a middle-aged man leaned against a line of a telephone pole, stirring the wrench and blew up the popcorn. There were many little kids who were not sleeping around, running noses, holding rice basins, waiting for the fragrant popcorn to come out of the pot.

Looking at the scenes in front of him, Song Zhichao couldn't help but turn around and smile at Haitang, "Do you want to eat popcorn?"

"Afraid of being fat." Haitang said proudly.

Song Zhichao deliberately looked her up and down - not to mention that Haitang has a really good figure, tall figure, thin waist, and bulging chests, which looks very youthful and healthy, and her buttocks in jeans are even more plump. It can be said that this figure is at the level of a female model in Hong Kong.

Seeing Song Zhichao staring at him with his eyes tightly, Haitang felt sweet after eating honey, but said, "Why are you staring at me? You guys, there is no good thing!" After that, he deliberately whitened Song Zhichao with his charming eyes.

What is "eye waves flowing" and what is "emotional communication between eyebrows and eyes"?

That's it.

Immediately, Song Zhichao felt a sensation in his heart. He couldn't help but reach out and hold Haitang's tenderness, and whispered: "Can you not go back tonight?"

Haitang gave him a charming look, opened his red lips lightly, and spit out two words: "Bad guy!" He turned his head shyly, looking like he was eager to refuse.
Chapter completed!