Chapter 1287

"Young grandma, I have brushed the pre authorization." Wang Hao handed over the brushed black card.

He was afraid that everyone would continue to order more wine, so he didn't check out directly.

Jiang Xiaomi snapped his fingers: "go, let's continue the carnival."

Wang Hao was stunned. He thought she would go home after paying the bill.

Jiang Xiaomi is like a dead pig, not afraid of boiling water: "stretching his head is a knife, shrinking his head is also a knife, afraid of a ball."

Wang Hao: "

For her, there is no such thing as atoning for her sins. Now there is only one purpose - to have a good time before her husband comes back.

Wang Hao saw that Jiang Xiaomi's attitude of "treating death like returning home" was very firm, and it was hard to say anything.

"Young grandma, where are you going?" Seeing that she was not going back to the card seat, Wang Hao quickly stopped her.

"Go to the bathroom."

Wang Hao touched his nose. Forget it. Don't follow him to the bathroom.

When jiangxiaomi came out of the bathroom, he saw that the bar was full of dry ice spray. This is a popular means in entertainment places, mainly to create a fanatical atmosphere.

But Jiang Xiaomi doesn't like it. Every time he inhales it, his throat is a little uncomfortable.

So she decided to go out for some air and come in when the smoke cleared up.

Jiang Xiaomi walked out of the bar and casually found a stone stool to sit down and rest. At this time, an old scavenger hesitated to stand in front of her: "Miss, can you do me a favor?"

Jiang Xiaomi did not show his dislike and said curiously, "what's the matter?"

"I want to go to the bathroom. Can you show me something?" The old man had a basket of empty plastic bottles on his back. If he carried these things, the people in the bar would not let him in. And here he is not just a scavenger. If he is taken away by others, the gain is not worth the loss.

Jiang Xiaomi smiled: "you go, I'll wait for you here."

"Thank you, thank you. Good people are rewarded." The old man put down his things and thanked Jiang Xiaomi again and again.

On a lonely night, Jiang Xiaomi sat on a stone bench with a pile of plastic bottles at his feet. Men and women passing by frequently cast surprised eyes at her, disgusted, compassionate and curious.

Gulu Gulu, an empty can rolled in front of her. Jiang Xiaomi looked up and found that it was thrown by several young people.

The other party didn't say anything and continued to drink after throwing it away.

Jiang Xiaomi raised his eyebrows and was misunderstood as a rag picker. But she was not angry. Instead, she raised her foot, trampled the can flat and threw it into the woven bag in her hand.

After stepping on the can, an indescribable sense of pleasure rose in a woman's heart.

It's so cool. What if you want to step on it?

At this time, the cleaner dragged the trash can out of the back door. Jiang Xiaomi didn't even think about it, so he directly dragged the woven bag and ran over.

There are cans and other wine bottles in it. There are a lot of them.

Click, click... She stepped on it and threw it into the bag.

The little face is beautiful. I didn't expect to step on a can so successful.

When a woman was immersed in stepping on a can, a shadow suddenly fell in front of her.

She was stunned. She slowly raised her head and bumped into her eyes as deep as a cold pool.

Four eyes were opposite, and a surprise gradually rose in park Shixun's fog blue eyes, but it was only a few seconds, and then it returned to calm.

On the contrary, Jiang Xiaomi looked quite calm at first, but later he became more and more unstable. She grasped the woven bag in her hand and her heart beat wildly. It felt like a thief who was stealing was suddenly caught.

The longer he was watched, the stronger the uneasiness. Jiang Xiaomi quickly lowered his head, pretended not to know, and turned around and left. After two steps, he found that he had forgotten the woven bag. He quickly withdrew, turned back and picked up the bag. This time, park Shixun didn't give her a chance and clasped her wrist.

"Hiss..." she took a breath and was obviously pinched.

Seeing that she frowned and seemed to be in pain, park Shixun looked down and relaxed a little, but he didn't completely loosen it.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad man." Park Shixun tried to make his voice sound like a good man.

Jiang Xiaomi was afraid of being heard, so he didn't dare to say anything.

Park Shixun frowned: "can't you speak?"

Jiang Xiaomi nodded carelessly. Now he is what he says.

The wrist was almost broken. Seeing that he still refused to release himself, Jiang Xiaomi was anxious and bit on the back of the man's hand.

She still left a face, not hard, because she didn't want to hurt him.

Park Shixun's eyebrows gradually gathered into a ball. Instead of stopping, he smiled.

Pretty fierce.

Hold down the earphone on the other hand and drive to the intersection

The robot Xiaoman immediately replied, "yes."

Who's Xiaoman? Assistant? Jiang Xiaomi blinks and constantly guesses Xiaoman's identity in his heart.

"Master, the car has stopped at the intersection."

Park Shixun suddenly leaned over, copied below and directly put her in his arms, including her snake skin pocket.

While walking, the bottles and cans in the snake skin pocket made a crisp collision. Jiang Xiaomi nestled in the man's arms. Passing by the stone stool, the old man just came out with his pants from the back door of the bar. Jiang Xiaomi quickly threw the bag over.

Park Shixun focused all his attention on her and didn't pay attention to her abnormal behavior at all. Now he has only one idea - take her back.

At this time, everyone is reveling in the bar, and few people pass by. Even if they pass by, they are drunk with Lin tincture. They can't care about it. Where can they care about watching other people's excitement.

Jiang Xiaomi was kicking his legs and supporting his arms. He desperately wanted to break free from the man's arms. However, park Shixun refused to give up. In a hurry, Jiang Xiaomi almost shouted.

At the end of the street, there was a very popular sports car. It was Jiang Xiaomi who beat out the airbag with a fist.

The scissors door opens upward automatically with two drops.

Park Shixun threw the person in his arms, tied up his seat belt and was about to go around the driver's seat, but Jiang Xiaomi quickly opened the central control.

When Park Shixun opened the door, he saw her running away from the other side like a mouse.

The man's eyebrows and eyes sank, and helplessly pushed his long legs to catch up.

Before Jiang Xiaomi ran a few steps, he was grabbed by a man from behind.

Park Shixun didn't say anything. He hugged her from behind and let the little woman kick and roll in his arms. He had a good temper all the way and didn't even get angry.

After putting the person into the co pilot again, park Shixun, who had learned from the past, immediately said to Xiaoman, "lock the door."

With a click, the car suddenly became airtight.

Jiang Xiaomi panicked and kept knocking on the window, but the car didn't move.

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