Chapter 811

That bag, she really forgot, maybe this is God's will

Sure enough, Zhao fan nodded calmly, looked at the young woman opposite and said, "yes, it's God's arrangement. There's no way."

Li Jindie sighed, looked at Zhao fan and said, "can you promise to forget this night?"

Zhao fan was stunned for a moment and honestly returned, "No."

Li Jindie frowned slightly, shook his head and said softly, "at least, you can't disturb my life in the future, and we won't contact again. This is my bottom line."

"If you can't do this, please leave now..."

Zhao fan sighed. Sure enough, even if a woman is drunk, she still won't have any contact with a poor boy, especially a didi driver.

After putting out the cigarette butts, Zhao fan nodded and said, "I promise you, if you don't want to, even if we meet again in the future, we will only be passers-by and won't disturb each other's life."

"I also know that I'm just a didi driver and don't deserve you..."

After all, the identity is there. To tell the truth, Zhao fan is not willing to make it public. After all, everyone knows this kind of thing. If it doesn't end, it's not good.

Of course, Zhao fan still wants the two to keep in touch, but he doesn't want to embarrass her.

However, as long as she is still in this city, Zhao fan is sure to find her. If she can't even do this, the top leader in charge of discipline inspection will be in vain.

When hearing Zhao fan say that she doesn't deserve her, Li Jindie felt some regret. Maybe the words just now really hurt people, but it's better for him. After all, her identity is not what ordinary men can provoke.

Thinking of this, Li Jindie sighed and whispered, "take me into the bedroom..."

Zhao fan walked over with a smile on his face, bent down to pick up the young woman, then turned and walked towards the next bedroom. Soon, he bent down to put the young woman on the bed and pressed it gently.

"Don't..." the young woman suddenly supported Zhao fan's chest with her hand and said with blurred eyes: "I... I'm not ready yet!"

Zhao fan smiled and moved her hand away. One hand had slipped into the bottom of her skirt along her thigh and whispered, "don't be afraid, get used to it slowly..."

The young woman blushed and dared not open her eyes. Her body twisted and moved, and her chest fluctuated violently. At one moment, Zhao fan lowered her head, held her lips and kissed gently.

The next morning.

When the sun shines through the gap of the curtain, Li Jindie turns over lazily, holds the pillow in his hands, and slowly opens his eyes.