Steal a god and take it home

"Ah!" Song Xiaoya sneezed suddenly at home, who was scolding her?
"Ding dong!"

The sound of a text message.

Song Xiaoya clicked on the text message, then threw the phone on the sofa, got up and stretched.

It's dark!out!
After night fell, people came and went on the busiest bar street in Sulan City.

This is not the most luxurious and high-end club, but a very ordinary and friendly entertainment place.

So the people here are very mixed and chaotic, ranging from noble sons and hooligans to local ruffians.

All ghosts and ghosts appear here.

Because there are so many ghosts and goblins, even if there is one dressed in a different way, it is not surprising.

Song Xiaoya was wearing hot tight leather pants and a tights with a deep V collar on top. Her uneven figure made it impossible to take your eyes off her.

She walked with her chest on purpose, there are several dumpling mats stuffed inside!

Squeeze the A cup directly into a C.

Even the buttocks that are not upright, she has two layers of silicone pads for plump buttocks.

The change in appearance made it impossible for anyone to think that she was originally a poor airport, with a flat front and a flat back.
The colorful lights kept flickering, and Song Xiaoya stepped on the ten centimeter high heels, twisting her buttocks, and walked into the heavenly and beautiful dance floor.

The music on the dance floor was so vibrating that people's livers almost broke. Song Xiaoya danced along with the music for a while, and a man came over and patted her.

"Little girl, are you alone?"

"There is another one in my stomach." Song Xiaoya pointed to her stomach, and looked at the man with a smile.

The man approached her and whispered in her ear, "I can eat everything, okay? Let's dance together?"

"But I'm pregnant with a son." Song Xiaoya pushed the man away and laughed.

The man turned around with a squeak and walked away.

Song Xiaoya played for a while, then left the dance floor and walked towards the bathroom.

In the monitoring room, Chu Lingxuan stood in front of a row of monitors, staring sharply at everyone on the screen.

Standing next to him was Murong Tian, ​​holding a bucket of popcorn in his arms, watching while eating.

There was a constant rattling sound from his mouth.

"Be quiet." Chu Lingxuan said clearly.

Murong Tian took two steps away from him, and continued to make a rattling sound.

Chu Lingxuan stretched out his long hand, snatched the popcorn from his arms, and threw it directly into the trash can.

Murong Tian was about to complain, when Chu Lingxuan pointed to the people on the screen and said, "The target appears."

Murong Tian immediately picked up the microphone buttoned on his collar and ordered: "The fruit team obeys the order, the target person appears, and starts to act."

"What do you think of this team name?" Chu Lingxuan was a little taken aback by the name.

"That's right, everyone in the fruit has a code name, you are Wogua and I am Xiaoxianggua." Murong Tian pointed at his cheek with both hands pretending to be cute.

Chu Lingxuan looked at him coldly, pulled his face, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with incomparable contempt: "It's terrible to be uneducated."

Let's dance together, Box 1758.

Song Xiaoya pushed open the door of the box, and saw a thin man with a cigar in his mouth sitting inside, and two men in suits stood on his left and right sides.

They looked serious and mighty, and one could tell they were bodyguards or something.

"Have you brought anything?" the man sitting asked.

"What did you order?" Song Xiaoya asked.

"I'll order whatever you have." The man snorted and laughed.

"Where's the money?" Song Xiaoya confirmed the identity of the other party, and the conversation between them was like this, one word more or one word less, nothing.

"Pay with one hand and deliver with one hand." The man moved his fingers.

The man standing on the left took out his notebook and pointed the screen at her, which displayed her account number and transaction amount.

The man said: "Just press OK, it's yours."

"You won't understand my rules." Song Xiaoya crossed her arms, as if she couldn't get the goods if she didn't give the money.

"I can't trust a thief." The man said contemptuously.

"Then there's no need to make a deal." Song Xiaoya said displeasedly, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" The man shouted, stood up, he waved his hand, and the man holding the computer pressed the OK button.