But Yang Xiaobao doesn't like it.

What's the difference between playing with a drunken woman and a rapist? Even if a person looks beautiful and has a good figure, it's just a beautiful corpse. Think about it. People are dying. What's more, women's first reactions are most appreciated. I want to see you shy and listen to you panting.

However, Yan Zi put her arms around Yang Xiaobao's neck and kept on coquettishing: "OK, let's have some wine..."

It's really unbearable for Yan District head, who is always generous and fiery, to start doulai. Yang Xiaobao's bones are all crisp. He can't remember what's interesting or not, so he immediately agreed: "OK, OK, you go to get the wine, just like last time. But first of all, you are not allowed to drink too much... Don't really play. If something goes wrong, I will take you to the hospital. "

"Well, it's up to you. Don't drink too much, let's drink one by one, you big cup, I small cup... "Yan Zi put her hands around Yang Xiaobao's neck and said with a smile," let's go to the bedroom first, and then drink? "

Yang Xiaobao was so happy that he was bubbling in his heart. Where could he say "not good".

So he and Yanzi you hook my neck, I hold your waist, like Siamese, step by step up the stairs, into the bedroom.

Yan Zi goes to the bar to get the wine. Yang Xiaobao sat by the bed waiting, feeling the same heat as the fire, so he consciously took off his coat, put on a pair of underpants and waited for Yan Zi with bare arms.

Yan Zi went there for a long time. After a long time, she came back with the wine. It's not a wine bottle, but two cups of good wine. She has a small one in her hand and a large one to Yang Xiaobao. Wine is an unknown foreign wine, brimming with amber light.

"Forget it, you'd better drink less." Yang Xiaobao is still worried about Yan Zi's alcohol allergic constitution. If she drinks too much, she will have an accident. She empties her glass of Yan Zi's wine and only leaves a bottom for her. It's just a good idea.

"Brother Yang, drink first." Yan Zi leaned against Yang Xiaobao's arms, nibbled his earlobe and said with a greasy smile.

Yang Xiaobao's ears itch and his heart itches even more. Without thinking about it, he takes up the wine ring, raises his neck and sucks his mouth. He feels that the wine tastes a little strange, and Yan Zi's smile is even more strange.

But he didn't have time to pay attention to these. Yang Xiaobao picked up Yanzi in both hands and strode to the luxurious bed in the bedroom. He threw her on the bed, took off her shoes and jumped up.

Then Yang Xiaobao did not move, and soon snored.

"You're as treacherous as a ghost, and you drink my mother's foot lotion." Yan Zi, with a smirk, pushes Yang Xiaobao aside and turns him into a supine position. It looks like a fried fish waiting to be eaten on a plate.

Of course not. It's really foot lotion. She put sleeping pills in the wine. Because she has been working under the pressure of huge achievements for many years, and because her official career is not smooth, Yan Zi often has insomnia. She always has sleeping pills at home. Just now, when I went out to pour wine, I threw two pills into the wine - about one and a half times of my usual dosage. It was just right to put down a strong young man.

In front of Yang Xiaobao, who only wore a pair of underpants and was almost naked, and could do whatever she wanted, Yan Zi said with a smile: "this time, I'll take revenge. Hum, who let you get me drunk last time and bully me at will? Now I want to return it. "

From the very beginning, Yan Zi proposed to drink, which is what she thought.

She stretched out her palm and gently rubbed Yang Xiaobao's thick bronze chest. She also pinched his chest narrowly. She felt that her hand was strong and elastic, so she couldn't help but move it.

Yang Xiaobao is unconscious anyway. She doesn't know what to do, but her heart and body are hot and dry, and her throat feels dry

I've seen what I should see, and I've pinched what I should pinch, but I don't know if I've touched the key part covered by my underpants. Yan Zi hesitated for a long time, picked up a pillow towel to cover Yang Xiaobao's face, held her breath, reached down his underpants, and said nervously: don't wake up, don't wake up, or let him open his eyes and see, then he will have no face to be a man

Women are born with little strength. Yang Xiaobao is tall and has long legs, so his underpants are not easy to take off. Yan Zi spent a lot of effort, and finally pulled down.

Then, Yan Zi suddenly froze, blushed, covered her mouth, and began to laugh. This guy has drunk sleeping pills, and nobody knows about it. However, there are still physiological reactions in that place. It's really a gift!

Before the naked man in front of him did something, Yanzi decided to take a picture of him.

Hum, it's called "one for one". Who let you do that to me!

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The next morning, when Yang Xiaobao woke up in Yan Zi's bed, he felt dizzy and uncomfortable. Reach out to touch the side, Yan Zi is no longer there, shout a few voices, no one in the room answered.

Yang Xiaobao sat up, turned his head and saw a note on the bedside table, on which was written a line of elegant pen words: "you are really bad. You were drunk after drinking so much last night. I went to work. There was cake and juice in the fridge. I took it for breakfast. "

After reading Yan Zi's message, Yang Xiaobao's first reaction is: This is not right.

First of all, with her own amount of alcohol, even the top-level liquor will never pour out in one cup. It must be the woman who made a trick in the liquor and took the medicine. When she drank that glass of wine last night, she felt that the taste was wrong, and now she feels dizzy. It's not the medicine that's the ghost!

But what does she do with the medicine? Yang Xiaobao glances down at her crotch. The place is loose and soft. As usual, every morning she gets up is a pillar of the sky, which is quite unusual.

According to his rich experience in this field, this phenomenon can only happen in one case - the place has worked hard at night, and it is very tired. When it comes to toil, it means toil and toil.

At this point, Yang Xiaobao found that the truth is that he was drugged and raped. According to the other party's virtue of revenge, most of them took advantage of this opportunity to take naked photos of themselves. This is not to say, the key is that the other side after eating a wipe of the mouth still do not admit!

Yang Xiaobao is angry and funny. After thinking for a while, he picked up his mobile phone and sent a joking message to Yan Zi: "you are responsible for me."

Yan Zi was not so secretive and confused. She soon got a reply: "OK, I want to be responsible for you. Can you be responsible for me?"

With such a simple question, Yang Xiaobao immediately felt guilty. I owe a lot of peach blossom debt. If you want to ask me to collect the debt, why don't you tell me to come first and then come first?

Therefore, this kind of thing still needs to use the method that my father taught me at the beginning, first pretending to be confused and then procrastinating.

Yang Xiaobao dressed and washed well, took a piece of cake left by Yan Zi in the refrigerator for breakfast, picked up the big bag of booty last night, left Xiangye Lake Villa, took a taxi, went straight to the Castle Hotel, and knocked on the door of Yan Yahong hotel room.

"Why? Knock at the door so early. " Yan Yahong, wearing the open door of her nightgown, rubbed her eyes like she didn't wake up and yawned lazily. She didn't notice that the loose collar of her nightgown was wide open, revealing a large white skin on her chest.

"You can sleep better than I can." Yang Xiaobao swallowed a stream of saliva, forced his eyes away from Yan Yahong's chest, and put the bag in his hand in front of her: "I'm here to give you something."

"Breakfast for me? No, there's breakfast in the hotel, but thank you Yahong opened the bag with a smile and was stunned on the spot. Her mouth was bigger than a pear.

Because she immediately recognized that these antique calligraphy and paintings were the ones that Zhou Hao had not robbed at the auction yesterday. From the rarest Qianlong beads to Dong Qichang's paintings, to the less common western style emeralds and chicken blood pendants, all of them are here, and they are authentic.

"Where did you get these... These?" It took a long time for Yan Yahong to recover from the shock and immediately ask Yang Xiaobao.

After all these words were uttered, she realized that she was too stupid to ask. Since Zhou Hao photographed the things, she naturally got them from him. So the correct way to ask questions should be: How did you get these things?

Yang Xiaobao put on a serious face and said solemnly: "I had a friendly closed door negotiation with Zhou Hao last night. He solemnly apologized to me and admitted his mistake. Then he took the initiative to send these precious antique calligraphy and paintings as compensation for your debt..."

Before Yang Xiaobao finished pulling the light, Yan Yahong turned out a large white eye: "bah! How is it possible to cheat? "

Yang Xiaobao gave a faint smile: "since you know it can't be so easy and simple, why do you have to ask? There are some bad things that I have to do, but I don't want you to know

Yan Yahong was silent. She understood the meaning of this.

Of course, these things will not be asked back by good words. They must have been obtained by Yang Xiaobao through some obscure means. This is of course a last resort, because not all things can be solved through formal legal channels - when a person's wealth and power reach a higher level, the role of law in regulating him is very limited.

Of course, she also understood that the reason why Yang Xiaobao did not want to speak up, or even ask himself, was to let him stay away from the cruel and calculating between people, and let him always be a "good man" with pure heart, while "bad man" was up to him.