Chapter 655

More than 8000 kilometers from France to Beijing, 45 minutes from Beijing Capital Airport to Tiananmen Square, 120 yuan.

How long does it take for a person to get from the cloud to the mud?

I wish I could anesthetize myself for a hundred hours a day so that I can't recognize my name and my last name.

But the driver's license is still within reach, a calm and smiling face, a nice name, moqianxun.

It hurts me to be familiar with this city, but I'm not willing to leave it.

When the empty car went up the mountain road, the clear green still kept me silent. The guard motioned me to stop and showed me the sign that no entry is allowed without permission.

I grabbed my cell phone and got out of the car: "I'll go to Qiao's house." I took my ID card and showed it to them. A guard came over to have a look and said with a smile: "Oh, it's Miss mo. this morning, I called from the mansion and said that Miss Mo would come and let it go. Why don't you be sensible? You can check Miss Mo's ID card."

"Don't you register?"

"What's the record? Miss Mo is master Qiao's fiancee. Miss Mo, go in quickly. My wife has come back earlier."

Driving my broken Xiali, I drove in with other people's strange eyes. In front of Qiao's house, there are all kinds of expensive famous cars. Where my Xiali taxi stops, it's like a clown.

Just like my life, I am also a clown.

Nanny Park, who had been guarding at the entrance of the garden earlier, said with a few faces, "Miss Mo, come with me through the back door. There are many guests in front. My wife said don't lose the face of Qiao's house."

I followed with a smile and went up the stairs. She stood by the handrail and said, "Miss Mo, madam should be in the young master's room."

"Yes."

Go up the stairs and go straight to the left. It's Qiao Dongcheng's room.

The door opened a crack, and the woman's voice came out: "Dongcheng, do I look good in this dress?"

With a slight glance, you can see a beautiful and exquisite woman talking to a man wearing a coat with her back to me with a royal blue low cut skirt.

With only her underwear on, she looked even more angry.

I know who she is. A famous host often sees her dignified and beautiful on TV, but she is my fiance's mistress.

The big bed quilt was messy, and I wanted to know what had happened with my toes.

"Dongcheng, what can I do? I don't have strength now. I'll lose face if I don't dance well in the opening dance." the voice is so tender that I can hear it.

I closed the door politely and saw Mrs. Joe's smiling expression on the side of the corridor.

I nodded, "Mrs. Joe."

"Today is Dongcheng's birthday. I don't know that he called a friend,... Chihiro." she called my name with a deep meaning.

I smiled and said, "Mrs. Joe, I'm also very busy today. Tell him happy birthday for me."

She frowned and looked at the carpet unhappily. The snow-white carpet made me step on some black marks. I lowered my head and took off my shoes and put them in my hand: "Mrs. Joe, I'll be busy first. Bye."

She said politely, "take your time and I'll call you tomorrow."

"Mammy, Mammy." her voice was cold behind her. "Change the carpet. It's dirty. Don't let the guests look impolite."

Today is Qiao Dongcheng's birthday and my father's death. I don't want to be alone tonight.

Driving up the hill, followed by a black RV, flashing lights to let me get out of the way.

Why should I let you, Charley is not a car? I was walking in front of the black RV. There was a sharp turn in front of me and stepped on the emergency brake.

As I expected, the car behind me still didn't have time to brake hard, and I leaned forward. He was a young man, dressed in casual clothes, his facial features were exquisite, and his thick eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

I reached out from the window to recruit. He came forward and stood by the window with his chest in his hands. I think he is a little over one meter eight. He is very tall and his eyebrows are very open. Ju said that such a person is domineering.

"Miss, you did it on purpose!" he raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

"There's no other meaning. I just want to feel heartache today." I want to waste my hard money.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled. He looked at me slightly and said, "Miss, you want to hook men. Today's women can do anything."

"A hundred dollars," I said.

He was surprised, but smiled brightly: "Miss, you look good. Your car has been repaired for more than 100 yuan."

Who said I would take it? I smiled bitterly: "what? Go and open a room!" I don't want to be alone today. And he has been lurking around me for a long time. How can I forget a very noble person.

The car was parked in a place that was not dilapidated. He went first and opened a room with his ID card before I went in.

"You go and wash first!" I said calmly.

He turned and took off the thin coat of the company's uniform. He picked it up from the back, bowed his head, kissed me on the neck and put one hand around my thin waist.

He bit my earlobe carefully, which made me a little soft: "what's your name?"

I smiled and hugged him: "don't ask who I am."

His fingers were so dexterous that he untied my shirt button at once. His hand touched that I had a bra: "baby, your bra is cheap and tight."

"Don't you ask me who I am?"

"No."

I just want to find a man for a night. This night can make me forget my pain, make me happy, and let me forget who I am in a moment.

The cell phone was thrown on the bed and kept flashing.

The three words Qiao Dongcheng are very bright and dazzling.

But you really have no right to care what I'm doing.

The water hit my face and cooled into my bone marrow, but this numb cold made me happy. The weather here in April was still cold. One hand crossed me and twisted the water aside. The cold water turned hot. It was so hot that I wanted to laugh.

He poured the shower gel into his palm and rubbed it on my face. It was a warm fragrance that made me want to laugh.

I turned back. The strange man looked a little confused in the moisture, but he was damn good-looking. He stood on tiptoe and looked up to bite his neck. As soon as he lowered his head, he kissed his lips with the light smell of bath liquid.

There was no room for me to think more. He took me into the bathtub. His domineering eyes softened a lot: "if you don't want to, let's play it."

I giggled: "do you think I'm a fairy or an angel?"

"That's what you said." he looked at me with predatory eyes.

He no longer cherishes the fragrance and jade. He plundered and oppressed him to eat me up. I think I really provoked a mistake. This is a wolf.