C15

Such a scene was really spicy and exciting to the eyes.

The fat man swore, "Your niece, you can even do it. A lawyer is indeed a beast with gentle clothes!"

"A lawyer is really a beast with a human's face!" As the voices echoed, the room reeked of extravagance, the men and women in the room intertwined with each other under the double stimulation of alcohol and pictures.

The smell of erosion.

In order to cater to Qiao Mubei, Nanxin wrapped her arms around his neck and tiptoed. Suddenly, Qiao Mubei released Nanxin, and a trace of drunkenness appeared in his eyes.

"Now you're satisfied!" The corners of his mouth curled up in a sneer.

Nanxin's mind was blank, seeing that the corner of his eyes had a cold aura, she was somewhat puzzled. She blinked her bright and clear eyes at him, and her eyelashes also fluttered.

Qiao Mubei lowered his head and leaned next to her ear, a warm aura caressed her face, and his dark and hoarse voice sounded. "If you're not satisfied, let's find another place to take off our clothes and continue."

"Sure." Nanxin was confused, and blurted out without thinking.

Qiao Mubei suppressed his anger, "Do you have any shame?"

"Yes, but you are an uncle." I like you. " Nanxin squinted his eyes and smiled extremely sweetly.

As he spoke, he let out a burp, which was filled with the smell of alcohol.

Suddenly, Qiao Mubei carried Nanxin to the bathroom and slapped the water on Nanxin's face.

The cold water stimulated his nerves, causing Nanxin to shiver and instantly sober up. Qiao Mubei was still holding water on her face. She resisted, but the water had already wet her hair, and some even wet her chest.

Ah Jiu wanted to help Nanxin, but he was stopped by Su Yi. Standing at the side and watching Qiao Mubei's ruthless attacks, he secretly hoped that Nanxin would no longer have any illusions about an old uncle like him.

"Are you awake yet? Look at me clearly." Qiao Mubei's voice was ice-cold. She moved her lips and spat out each word, "Withdraw your thoughts towards me, to me, you are but a friend's daughter. Do you hear me?"

Zhang Nanxin shook off his big palm and ran out.

Looking at her back figure, Qiao Mubei's gaze froze until she disappeared from his line of sight.

It was windy outside at night, and Nanxin's body was still wet.

Su Yi drove and caught up with Nanxin, "Get in the car quickly, don't catch a cold."

Nanxin turned a deaf ear to her, and continued to walk.

Su Yi got off the car and pulled Nanxin, who raised his leg high and struck his vitals. He was in so much pain that he bent over with veins popping out from his forehead as he roared angrily, "You little ungrateful brat, Qiao Mubei was the one who gave you cold water, not me. Why don't you do this to him? "

"Of course I can't treat uncle like this. If there's a chance, I won't have any descendants." Nanxin glanced at him.

Don't think that you can scare her away just like that. She's not afraid that he won't feel guilty if she goes missing, and she also wants him to get angry!

Hearing her words, Su Yi lamented, "You really hanged yourself from a tilted tree!"

Nanxin glanced at him sideways and spoke the truth. "I know you're always jealous that uncle is more handsome than you."

"This young master doesn't like hearing these words. Why is it that with Qiao Mubei here, I'm not even worth a penny? Yet you still tried to kill me. " Su Yi complained.

Nanxin turned around and hugged Su Yi, his head resting on's shoulder, "You are my brother."

Su Yi's eyes were deep, but he was unwilling to be her brother.

"Bro, you threw Ah Jiu in the bar. You go and pick him up, I'll wait for you here. Take the time to blow the wind and wake up. " By the side of the road, Nanxin sat on a bench.

Seeing that she did not seem to be affected, Su Yi did not know whether to be relieved or be worried.

When Qiao Mubei ran out, Qiao Mubei regretted it immediately. He thought that she was still young, so he could communicate with her properly. He shouldn't have scared her like this.

He took out his phone and saw that there were another three text messages from Nanxin. He called Nanxin's phone but it was turned off.

After Qiao Mubei returned to his apartment, he had been reading the text messages on his phone. There were more than 200 text messages that Nanxin had sent him these past few days. There are two hundred of them: Uncle, I miss you.