C2

Today is Qiao Dongcheng's birthday, and it's also my father's funeral. I don't want to be alone tonight.

I drove on up the hill, followed by a black van, flashing lights all the way for me to make way.

Why should I let you, Charlie is not a car? I was in front of the black van, and there was a sharp turn in front of me.

As I expected, the car behind me braked again, but it was too late, and I leaned forward. It was a young man dressed in casual clothes. His facial features were exquisite, and his thick eyebrows were furrowed as he stepped forward to take a look.

I held my hand out from the window, and he stepped forward and stood with his arms crossed at the edge of the window, looking at me. I think he was about six foot eight, tall, with wide eyebrows.

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

"I don't have any other intentions. I just want to give them a heartache today." He wanted to squander his hard-earned money.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled. He looked at me with a bit of contempt and said, "Miss, you want to seduce a man, right? Women nowadays use all sorts of methods."

"One hundred dollars." "No," I said.

He was a little surprised, but he still managed a bright smile, "Miss, you look pretty good. This car of yours has been repaired for more than one hundred yuan."

Who said I was going to take it? I laughed evilly. Go get a room! " I really don't want to be alone today. Besides, he had been lurking around me for a long time. How could I forget someone who had such a grand character like him?

The car was parked in a not-so-shabby place, and he went in first to use his ID card to get a room before I went in.

"Go wash up first!" "No," I said flatly.

Turning to take off the thin coat of the company uniform, he scoops it up from behind, kisses me on the neck, and puts his arm around my waist.

He nibbled at my earlobe until I felt soft. "What's your name?"

I laughed and turned to hug him. "Don't ask me who I am."

His fingers were nimble enough to unbutton my shirt, and he felt for my bra. "Baby, your corset is cheap."

"If you don't ask me, who am I?"

"I don't want to."

I just want to find a man to spend the night. This night can make me forget my pain, can make me happy, can make me forget who I am in an instant.

The cell phone was lying on the bed, blinking non-stop.

The three words, Qiao Dongcheng, were very bright and very dazzling.

But you really don't have the right to care what I'm doing.