After the divorce, the whole world wants to chase her

241 Coexistence
she?
choose?

Lao Jiu couldn't understand the meaning of Mi Le's words, and he didn't want to get entangled in these things here: "I said this lady, I don't know you well, is it not good for you to block me like this?
Besides, I don't care about what happened in the afternoon with you anymore, we are settled, but you pester me so much, I just think you still have plans. "

It was meant to scare her.

Who knew that Mi Le, who had been drinking, could not communicate normally at all.

A lot of words in my ears were automatically omitted, and I only heard the word I wanted to hear.

The woman pouted her red lips, soft and cute: "I just have plans for you, and it's not the first day you know, brother, take me home, okay?"

With that said, Mi Le stepped forward, hugged Lao Jiu's arm tightly and shook it.

Like a kid craving candy.

Every cell in Lao Jiu's body seemed to be clamoring, and the entire pore opened instantly.

Watching vigilantly at the woman who really had unreasonable thoughts about him, she wanted to leave her body.

"No, I don't have that good fortune. I don't have any thoughts about you. I don't have any thoughts about you now, and I won't have any in the future. So, lady, you can let go of my arm, and please don't be tempted by me. I don't Will respond to anything you ask."

Lao Jiu is actually not afraid of women or because of his own physical problems, he dare not approach women.

It's just a simple feeling that women are a very troublesome existence.

So in this human world, besides the monkey, among the opposite sex that Lao Jiu knows, there is only one Su Mei left.

It's all brotherly friendship.

It's not like there were no such women who simply wanted to come together to talk about their relationship with him before, but they were all rejected by Lao Jiu decisively.

Today this one is obviously different from the previous ones.

Too difficult.

"elder brother……"

The road that Lao Jiu was going to go was blocked by Mi Le.

The graceful figure of the woman in front of her dangled in front of her eyes, her snow-white skin was translucent.

A tender cry, sweet and greasy.

Pulling on Lao Jiu, he looked over impatiently, and saw the woman's crystal-clear tears falling from her eye sockets one by one.

Sliding to the delicate face, it was completely swallowed up by the red dress.

Lao Jiu was startled.

What's up.

Why is he still crying, he didn't do anything.

A little flustered: "I said this lady, why are you crying? I didn't do anything to you?"

Some looked around innocently, the people who had watched the excitement had already dispersed, and there was no one here anymore.

Lao Jiu had no hope of seeking help, and was alone and helpless.

I can only put all my hopes on Mi Le again: "You should be sober first, after drinking so much wine, sit down and drink some water, think about it for yourself, who is the person you are looking for, look clearly, I'm not that person, and you should call your friends and family yourself, I still have things to do, so I won't accompany you, I'll go first."

Like explaining the funeral, he talked a lot, and Lao Jiu heaved a sigh of relief and always wanted to escape from here.

Mi Le looked at Lao Jiu now, no matter how he looked at it, it was Lu Shixiu.

As long as he wanted to accompany his newly married daughter-in-law and didn't want to talk to him, Mi Le sat down obediently and stared at Lao Jiu.

Lao Jiu looked up to the sky and screamed, and sighed helplessly: "What kind of bad luck did I have today, what did I do not go well."

In the villa in the courtyard of Nancheng.

The yard is quiet and quiet.

The surrounding flowers and plants have already withered, and it is a bit cold.

The branches are dry and cast long shadows in the moonlight.

Occasionally a few birds flew by, flapping their wings.

It was already past midnight, and there were almost very few vehicles on the street.

The more suburban, the more desolate.

Lao Jiu looked at Mi Le helplessly brought back by him, speechless.

The woman hugged her waist tightly, and refused to let go along the way.

It's all at home, and it's still like a dog skin plaster.

Facts have proved that women are not ordinary troubles.

"Miss, you've arrived, can you sleep now?"

Lao Jiu signaled Mi Le to let go. If he hadn't brought his ID card and the woman's bag was hung on his motorcycle and thrown at home together, he would never have brought a strange woman home.

"Hmm~~ No." Mi Le mumbled coquettishly.

The hand holding Lao Jiu didn't intend to let go.

He was drunk, and when he was sitting in the car, he was already sleepy.

He was still in a daze at the moment, but the response from his brain was that he still refused to let go of Lao Jiu.

The muscles in my waist felt numb.

It seems that the only way for a woman to let go is to wait for her to fall asleep.

The moon is rich.

The light was so bright that it instantly made the countless little stars around them lose their color.

When the first rays of morning light spilled into the bedroom in the morning.

Mi Le's heavy head was aching, he drank too much wine last night, and his eyes, disturbed by the dazzling light, felt a little uncomfortable.

The thin white arms lazily blocked the sun, and wanted to continue to sleep. It seemed uncomfortable, and the whole person turned around again, trying to avoid the light.

His wrist suddenly touched a hard and hot chest.

Mi Le's mind was in chaos, and he opened his eyes subconsciously, and what he saw was the man's chest rising and falling evenly.

A corner of the sexy collarbone is slightly exposed, and the man's cold white skin is a little yellow, it seems that he has been exposed to the sun for a long time.

Mi Le held his breath, looked up slightly, and saw Lao Jiu's tight and sexy jawline with sharp edges and corners.

The adam's apple is raised, abstinent and alluring.

Miller took a breath.

Because of this man, she didn't know him.

Looking at the intimate distance between the man and herself, which is only one centimeter, even her legs are still on the man's waist.

this pose.

Too ambiguous.

Mi Le's still dizzy and heavy brain instantly woke up, unable to search for reason in the panic and anxiety, he pushed away the man who was still sleeping.

"Ah—" The woman's ear-piercing scream instantly cut through the silence of the small courtyard.

Lao Jiu, who was soundly asleep, was completely awakened by this sound.

Standing up in a panic, there is a pinch of fried old high on the top of the black shattered hair.

The neckline was loose, and the silver chain was crooked at this moment, not to mention how funny and embarrassed it was.

"Smash. Smash?"

Lao Jiu's gaze was a little hazy across the person on the bed, with a puzzled look on his face.

"You mang, what did you do to me? What is your plan?"

Mi Le was so shocked that he really looked like Lao Jiu was a hypocrite who was the culprit.

This early in the morning, Lao Jiu, who hadn't slept well all night, was completely shocked by this woman who turned black and white.

"I'm Liu MANG? What did I do to you? I have plans?" Old Nine asked back, ridiculous and exasperating: "Who was pestering me last night? Who kept saying that he loved me? Who was it? You punched and kicked me at night so I can't sleep well?"

He kindly took her home to live, and in the blink of an eye, he became the villain who was the culprit?

Lao Jiu really regretted it, why bother when he has nothing to do, can't he just let that Zhao San take him away?
"You don't have to talk about these things. You know what Miss Ben is like. Don't you just fancy my money?"

(End of this chapter)