Chapter 4054

The spirit of sacrifice is admirable!

Seeing that Shen Zhiyu was going to take people away, the roommate was scared to death, but he couldn't watch Wei Bai leave so blatantly. He hardened his head and asked: "... Professor Shen, dare you ask who you are... Who is Xiaobai?"

Woo woo woo died here. It's over.

"Second brother." Shen Zhiyu only said one sentence.

All three roommates were silly and trembled.

"Goodbye, Professor Shen! Goodbye, Xiaobai!"

Shen Zhiyu took the man out and ran Bai stumbled like stepping on cotton. He had to hold the girl's belt and she walked forward.

The first floor of the bar is even more extremely chaotic. The music is deafening, and the colorful lights are mixed together. Many people feel itchy when they notice that scene.

At first, looking at the appearance and temperament, I thought it was a cold and gentle person. Unexpectedly, I would take people to the hotel.

Once abstinence people show a scene that is completely inconsistent with their appearance, it will form a strange charm and make people crazy.

"Brother, where are you going?" The woman came up to chat up, and the smell of perfume came to her. "I can do it together."

Ranbai leans against Shen Zhiyu, like a koala. When she hears the speech, she suddenly chuckles, her eyes and tail turn red, and her voice is lazy and hoarse: "sister, three people are not popular now."

Shen Zhi stepped back when he met ranbai and said, "I'm sorry."

With only one word, he took people away and walked steadily.

The car stopped outside. The driver was startled to see Shen Zhiyu enter the bar and bring a person out.

"Go back to Shen's house."

Shen Zhiyu didn't explain. She stretched out her hand to get the belt in dyed white hands. She didn't give it. At this time, she was awake and looked at Shen Zhiyu warily: "mine."

“……”

Shen knew that if he didn't quarrel with a drunkard, he pressed dyed white into the car. Dyed white fell on the rear seat, stretched out his long legs and directly occupied the whole seat. His T-shirt pulled up a little to reveal a part of his waist.

Shen Zhiyu picked up the man again and asked her to sit down. He pulled the T-shirt down before he leaned in.

Dyed white was uneasy. She vaguely hugged Shen Zhiyu's waist and rubbed her hair. Shen Zhiyu's back was slightly stiff. She pushed her away and wrapped it up again. Dyed white had a low, hoarse voice: "uncomfortable."

"What's wrong? Let you drink so much outside." Shen knows whether she has taken care of anyone and looks down at her face.

Dyed white pitifully: "I want to vomit, but I can't vomit."

"Tell me when you can spit it out. Don't spit on me."

"I'll vomit on you!"

"Whatever you want." Shen Zhiyu is really not good at comforting people. Close your eyes.

Ranbai was really drunk, but she was not drunk enough to be unconscious. She half narrowed her eyes and found a comfortable position to lie on Shen Zhiyu's legs. Her head was sleepy and she couldn't sleep. She could only play with Shen Zhiyu's shirt buttons bored. After a while, she glanced at the indifferent man and seemed to be closing her eyes.

True classics.

She smiled. Her fingers went in along the hem of Shen Zhiyu's shirt and went up along the waist line. Her fingers were really cut and stuck on Shen Zhiyu's thin waist without any barrier.

The temperature is cold like frozen beer.

"Don't make trouble." Shen Zhiyu pressed her hand and sat stiff, his waist tight and motionless.

"My hands are cold and my second brother warms me." Dyed white didn't let go and murmured in a low voice.

The driver did not dare to listen to them or look back. He felt that he had borne everything he should not bear.

Can he continue to be a driver in the Shen family?

The light and shadow blurred and flew out of the window, and a few strokes outlined the cold body. Shen Zhiyu sat upright and rigid, his shirt buttoned to the top, and his eyebrows and eyes were indifferent. At first glance, he was a celibate. Who could think of a drunken hooligan.

He took out his dyed white hand. The temperature was really cold and abnormal. Shen Zhiyu didn't speak and held the girl's palm in his hand.

"If only the second brother would warm the bed and be so obedient." Dye white exclamation.

This is amazing.

Shen Zhiyu almost threw his dyed white hand out.

The driver was even worse. He almost threw the car out.

If he can live after tonight, he must reward himself.

Fortunately, dye Bai was calm and didn't say anything amazing. She honestly lay down on Shen Zhiyu's legs and slept. Her fingers found the only temperature and went straight into Shen Zhiyu's palm.

Shen Zhiyu has never suffered so much.

It's hard to sit and stand.

Until the driver stopped in front of the Shen family's old house, Shen knew he was called dyed white, but the people in his arms said nothing and rubbed between his legs.

He simply picked up the man and walked to the dyed white room.

The driver breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead before he realized that his back had been wet.

There is a feeling of rebirth and tears in my eyes.

He's still alive.

Good.

So the question is, can he still come to Shen's house to work tomorrow?

The night wind is chilly, with a little chill.

Shen knew that his shirt was a little messy and bulging, and his side face was cold and indifferent. He took the girl in his arms to her room. There was silence all around. Only the moonlight was bright, dyed white, and listened to the steady and powerful heartbeat. This person seemed to be restrained from breathing. Her peach blossom eyes were like water, and her fingers were in a mess. Her fingertips went up along the man's shirt and lingered through the hardness bewitching collarbone It's not too much to look at the face in the moonlight and night.

Shen Zhiyu avoided dyed white's hand and tightened his strength: "be honest." The voice is cold and a little less alienated.

He didn't go to see dyed white, but went straight ahead. The lights and stars in the huge courtyard were reduced to the background, which was not as beautiful as him. The color of the black coat was calm, with a indifferent breath, the radian of the eyelashes was cold and attractive, and the radian of the tail of the eyes was like the moon. It outlined a three-part bright color in plain white, but it was a little under the precious pressure, which was only slightly visible in the dead of night, The lower lip is like cinnabar, like thin soft petals.

"The second brother's eyelashes are so long... His lips are so red..." ran Bai, with a drunken wine color, whispered to herself. Her voice was very low, lingering a lot of unknown ambiguity. Her fingertips slipped from the man's deep brow bone to her eyelashes, which was too long, slipped over those eyes, and finally slowly fell on the thin lips with cool and beautiful color, "The second brother is so beautiful. He is the best looking person I've ever seen... He wants to kiss."

The last two words were what ran Bai said when she hooked Shen Zhiyu's neck close to his ear, like a whisper between lovers' ears and temples.

On the first day of September, at 23:01 p.m., the street lamps and moonlight in Shen's family courtyard blend. She can't tell whether she is more frivolous or more affectionate. She is as continuous as the river and drunk as the spring light. Reflecting Shen Zhiyu's eyebrows and eyes, she says that she wants to pay off her words.

She once said that on the day when they met for the fifth time and went to the riverside Mingchu.