C4 A Hundred Bucks a Night

The habit of years, waking up at 5: 00 in the morning, he slept very well on one side, and a very vivid love drained each other's stamina.

After a night of entwined love, I never thought that my bloody broken body would fall apart.

This man looks really good. Perhaps I shouldn't have picked him up. He drives a famous car, and he wears a famous brand. Actually, it's not A-grade. His figure was very good, and he often went to the gym.

The sleeping man was a bit like a child. He was an unfamiliar man, and there was an air of nobility between his brows. I put on my clothes one by one and my body is sore and tired. I was too presumptuous last night and ended up being greedy.

I took out a pink note and placed it on the bedside table. One hundred yuan to make me feel no pain for the whole night. It was very worth it. Thank you, strange man.

Put on the company uniform and head out. I won't remember this night, nor will I remember how many people's one-night stand was buried in the vast passage of time.

It was past five o'clock in the morning, but the sky was already bright. I was smoking in the driver's seat. Sometimes cigarettes are really good stuff. I turned on my phone. There was only a text message from Qiao Dongcheng.

A few words: You have failed your duty.

Actually, what does it have to do with whether Qiao Dongcheng is around or not? On your birthday, the one accompanying you is your mistress, the famous female host, Chao Hai. It can make your face shine.

The phone vibrated. I pressed the answer button, and Qiao Dongcheng's voice was very displeased. "You turned off your phone for the whole night."

I smiled lightly. "Don't tell me that Young Master Qiao has been calling me all night."

"So what if he did? Now, immediately, come to Qiao Residence."

"Does Young Master Qiao think I am a call girl?"

"Where did you go last night?" He didn't argue with me, but changed his words and asked something else.

His questioning tone made me want to laugh out loud. Yesterday I saw you and your mistress rolling around in Qiao Residence. Qiao Dongcheng, do you think I am Fu?

Three years ago, I didn't rely on your family. I also ate by myself. Today, I don't need to look at your faces to eat.

"I'm a prostitute." He hung up the computer and threw it to the side.

It was still vibrating. It didn't stop, I don't want to pick it up anymore.

In this era, men have the right to find lovers and mistresses outside, but women don't have to protect a man.

Me and you are just an engagement contract.

Qiao Dongcheng, I used to like you very much. I wanted to marry you so much. Even if my family fell to the bottom of the abyss, I still believed in you that much.

Your lover, your mistress, I will treat you as a temporary romantic. Which successful man won't be surrounded by butterflies?

My bottom line, my dreams, all became so ridiculous and fragmented the moment she appeared with your daughter in her arms.

I picked up a few people who were having fun and said that I was going to Tianan Gate. I liked to take this road, and it could make me feel annoyed and impatient. I waited for the traffic lights and the green lights to disperse. Time passed bit by bit. What was my life waiting for? I was very confused.

The guest got out of the car with the red military plate on it and blocked me inside, not allowing me to advance or retreat.

The door opened and Qiao Dongcheng, wearing black clothes and sunglasses, coldly walked in front of my car. He knocked on the door. "Get out of the car."

"What's the matter?"

"Get out of the car," said Wang Yao. He didn't have much patience.

He had been in the army for many years, and his figure was tall and handsome. It was precisely because of this that his black jeans and black shirt were so cool that it made people look back at him again and again.

He rolled down the window. "We can't park here for too long. You go first, I'll go with you."