"Yes, I've followed you. How about it? I'm not at the mercy of others. We're just trading. If you finish your business, we'll be clear. I'll give you a brand-name bag. Don't you continue to coax your sister-in-law?" Binghan gets up directly, regardless of the fact that she is still a thorn fruit.

Looking at Binghan's beautiful posture, the prickly fruit sways in front of her eyes. A Biao's heart jumps out of bed and goes directly into the bathroom with Binghan in his arms. The door of the bathroom is heavily closed, and the sound of Hua Hua covers up the confused voice

Half an hour later, Binghan came out of the bathroom. She was wrapped in a big white bath towel, her cheeks were red, but her eyes were murderous. She went to the bed barefoot.

Then a Biao also walked out of the bathroom, but his face was with a proud smile. He had a big white bath towel around his waist and slippers on his feet. Step by step, he walked to the sofa opposite ice cold and sat down.

He took out a cigarette from his coat pocket and pulled out one. After lighting it, he bit it tightly with his teeth. The other end of the cigarette end was burning and emitting blue smoke.

"A Biao, we are clear. Now we don't owe anyone. You can handle my affairs as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't blame me for sending those photos to your brother." Binghan stares at a Biao fiercely. Now she is being bullied by dogs. A Biao, a social member, is too greedy. She really lost a little this time. She lost more than 100000 famous brand bags, but now she wants to regret it.

A Biao stood up with a cigarette in his mouth and walked to Binghan's side with light steps. He put his rough arm on Binghan's white shoulder and said with a smile, "what's the matter? Are you so anxious to get rid of me? In fact, I think we can continue to associate. I'm single now. I have a villa in H City, and I have money. I also have a stable job in a hotel. You and I will not be wronged. You also say that your father has driven you out. Now you are reduced to selling bags for money. Women, you can't do without a man. "

After that, he still kept his head down and gave a kiss on his cold neck. A fragrance came to his nose, which was the smell of shower gel shampoo.

He just took a mandarin duck bath with Binghan.

"Go away, who do you think you are? You are not the type I like, and you can't support me. Any of my bags are more than 100000 yuan. What do you take to support me? You are still a younger brother. You should listen to your elder brother for everything. Otherwise, why does the woman you like follow your elder brother instead of you? Please save yourself. " Binghan stands up with contempt, picks up the clothes on the sofa and walks into the bathroom again.

She doesn't want to stay with social elements like a-biao for a minute now. If she is seen by people she knows, she really thinks she has no taste and goes to social elements to be her boyfriend.

Looking at Bing Han's impatient face, a Biao's heart is also very angry. He has never been so excluded by women, but he fell in love with this delicate woman at the first sight of Bing Han. His temperament is also noble, completely different from the women he used to contact.

He also wants to find a woman with good taste.

However, he ignores that Binghan and Binghan are people of two worlds, one in the sky and the other in the earth. Even if Bingjia is bankrupt, he can still rank first in H city. The skinny camel is bigger than the horse. That's the truth.

By the time Binghan came out, Abel had already left.

But the room is still filled with the smell of a Biao. Binghan frowned, picked up the LV handbag on the sofa and left the hotel in a hurry.

She didn't have the hotel before for several days, and mixed with a Biao.

She hated the smell of that man, but she still walked out of the hotel and got into a taxi by the side of the road. Looking at her hair a little messy and her face without makeup, the taxi driver couldn't help looking at her at 9 a.m. with that kind of sneer in her eyes.

"Driving, what are you looking at?" Binghan found that the driver didn't start the car and kept staring at herself from the rearview mirror. She was furious and roared.

The driver is a man in his fifties, slightly fat, with a pair of eyes looking at the cold and abrupt part.

"How much do I pay for a night?" The driver asked, let Binghan want to pick up the knife to cut him, she frowned, staring at the driver yelled.

"Lao * do you dare to make up your mind? Do you believe me to go out and stand in front of the car now and shout insults? Will anyone come and beat you? Do you think the police will come and tear my clothes again? Do you think the police believe you or me?" Ice cold now see this kind of greasy uncle nausea, a face of rough skin, but also full of oil, a pair of eyes that is with color.

The driver shrunk his neck, turned the key and drove forward.

He found that the more beautiful a woman is, the more powerful she is. She is a rose with thorns.

You want to get close, but as soon as you reach out, it's hard to get close.

Along the way, Binghan was very alert to stare at the back of the driver's head, and his eyes also looked at the road conditions in front of him from time to time. If he was taken to a remote alley by this ill intentioned driver, it would be over.But fortunately, the driver didn't do so. He smoothly sent Binghan to the hotel where he stayed. With the car money she paid, he drove away quickly.

Looking at the driver's appearance of running away, she was very nervous just now. Unexpectedly, her words scared the driver.

This is the reason why there is a thief's heart but no thief's courage.

Back to her hotel, she didn't change her clothes for several days. For fear of being seen by the waiter, she quickly covered her face with LV handbag and wanted to walk to the elevator on the side of the hotel lobby.

Just in the middle of the walk, a voice came from behind, "Miss Bing, you've finally come back. We thought you were missing and almost called the police. It's good to see you back now. I'm looking for you. If it's convenient, can I talk to your room?" Binghan turns around and sees a man in a hotel uniform. However, the dress should be manager level, with a stiff black suit and a dark blue tie. There is a name tag in the upper left corner of the suit, "lobby manager Wang Jun".

"Manager Wang, thank you for your concern. It's not very proper to go to my room. It's not good if outsiders or your colleagues see me and spread some bad rumors. I'm just a hotel guest. I don't want to be misunderstood as having anything to do with the hotel lobby manager. It's for the sake of free accommodation. Besides, I've paid for ten days The price of the room is very high. "