Ji Ziming wanted to find Pei Ge and Shen Feng after waking up from his nap, because he would not give up easily anyway. Moreover, he thought clearly. Luo Yi was right. The feelings between him and Pei Ge and Shen Feng can only be solved by themselves, and there is nothing others can do.

Who knows when he came to the front desk of the hotel, he unexpectedly learned that Shen Feng and Pei Ge had both returned their rooms. He was depressed to the bottom of the valley. He couldn't find Ye Changqing and Luo Yi in the hotel. Ji Ziming didn't know what to do.

Wandering back and forth in the hotel in the evening, ignoring the wound on his face, he came to the bar alone to get drunk.

In the noisy bar, Ji Ziming drank one cup after another, watching the lonely crowd in the middle of the dance floor constantly twisting their bodies.

Suddenly, an elegant woman came to him with a Marguerite.

"It's easy for a person to get drunk when drinking muggy wine. I heard that if you share your thoughts with another person, sadness will be halved and happiness will be doubled. What's the reason for you to drink? Can I sit here and drink with you?" Sexy to people's ears crisp and numb sound, just by sound, you can imagine how kind of a woman this is.

But Ji Ziming only had Pei GE's voice and smile in his heart. He didn't look at her at all, not even Yu Guang.

The woman didn't give up and sat down beside Ji Ziming with her hips cocked.

Seeing that Ji Ziming was still not attracted, he spontaneously lit a lady's cigarette and began to smoke nearby.

Ji Ziming coldly picked up his glass and drank it. Then he gestured to the waiter at the bar. Soon, another glass of strong wine was pushed over.

Just this time, before Ji Ziming held the glass in his hand, the woman on the side first took the hand. What's more fatal is that she drank the wine in the glass in front of Ji Ziming.

"You make me sick! Who gives you the qualification to drink my wine?" Ji Ziming was finally hit the bottom line.

The woman didn't feel angry because of Ji Ziming's fierce words, but was more calm: "is it only the woman you identified that can drink? It doesn't matter, I think it's very possible between us! It's just a matter of time."

Ji Ziming hates this kind of women who are pretending in the bar and actually only fishing for success. Compared with his Peige, they are all mediocre fat and vulgar powder. If you say a word to them, he will feel that he is wasting his life.

Today, he was very depressed. When he met such a woman, he just wanted to check out and leave. He didn't want to entangle more, so he took out a card from the inner pocket of his suit and handed it to the bar attendant.

The service desk was sharp eyed and quick handed. He immediately picked it up and said, "please wait a minute!"

When the woman saw that Ji Ziming was going to check out and leave, she continued to tangle: "the next hotel, room 2822! See you or leave!"

Ji Ziming ignored it at all. It seems that the woman really felt that she came to the bar to have fun. She couldn't get a moment of peace. A few seconds later, the waiter handed back the card to Ji Ziming. Ji Ziming looked at the woman in front of her and wanted to get out of the wine.

The woman said calmly in the back: "I drank you a glass of wine, I believe you will come! We will meet again soon!"

With that, a meaningful smile floated on his face.

Ji Ziming only thought that this woman was very annoying, but she didn't keep up with herself. She thought that it was more difficult for her to start, so she didn't keep up. She also had some self-knowledge.

When he got out of the bar, he repeatedly touched his pocket and wanted to find his mobile phone to call ye Changqing. He said, "usually I always think he is a haunted guy. Why can't I find anyone at the critical moment? It's this point. Have you had enough to eat... Ah, where's my mobile phone?"

Inside and outside, who knows there is no trace of the mobile phone.

"The bar?" He stamped his foot and patted his thigh: "no, it's not that woman who walked along. She put it on the bar. When she checked out, she didn't see it at all. No wonder when she left, she said wildly that I would find her! This little hoof... I..."

With a try mentality, he first turned back to the bar and asked the waiter at the bar.

"I'm sorry, sir. I asked other colleagues and didn't see your mobile phone. And we all have friendly tips here. Because the environment is complex and valuables need to be kept by ourselves, do you need me to call the police for you?" The bartender just said back to Ji Ziming in fluent English.

call the police? If Luo Yi and ye Changqing know about it, they will say that I made a fuss about a mobile phone, which would damage the reputation of the company, and I lost it in a place like a bar. If you tell it, those cooperative companies can make an article again.

He closed his eyes and waved to the waiter, then walked out of the bar.

In fact, we already have the answer.

However, after pacing back and forth, he had to go to the hotel next to him.

Just rang the doorbell and the door opened. It seems that she has been waiting for herself for a long time. Ji Zi thought with deep memory.

Sure enough, it was the same woman just now. She opened the door and leaned against the wall at the door. She was holding a red wine glass and swaying gently. Her voice was still charming. She said to Ji Ziming, "Hi!"

Far away from the bar, the woman put on a white sexy off shoulder lace bathrobe, a clearly visible clavicle and a looming muddy o circle. Under the soft light of the hotel, it even looks like the snow muscle can be broken, which makes people salivate.

Anyway, Ji Ziming is also a man. If he were an ordinary man, he would not be able to control it for a long time.

Ji Ziming just felt a little thirsty and swallowed his saliva. He hurriedly avoided looking at her and shouted, "give me my mobile phone!"

"I said we would meet again soon! Don't you believe it." The woman didn't answer his question directly, but walked towards the room with a red wine glass.

"Hello!" Ji Ziming was in a hurry. He strode up and wanted to catch her. Who knows, he accidentally stepped on the tail of the woman's bathrobe sweeping the floor and directly threw her down on the ground with a wine cup.

The red wine spilled on the carpet, and there was still a small mouth left in the cup swaying back and forth under the light, as if it were a rippling lake.

Ji Ziming's hands pressed against her head, but she felt hot in front of her head.

The woman smiled charmingly, holding his well-defined handsome face in both hands and whispered: "you obviously still pretend to be reserved in the bar. It turns out that you like this kind of play!"