Dressed as a sickly villain's black moonlight

Chapter 111 Going to pick up Song Lingxi

Qiao Sicheng looked surprised, and said puzzledly: "But Ah Jin is obviously very energetic..."

He squeezed Li Jin's arm and leaned closer to her, his breath could be heard, "I think we can stay overnight."

Where did Li Jin want her raised wolf cub to be so wild before she knew it, and she was caught off guard.

"Qiao Sicheng, let me go, I can explain what happened just now!" Li Jin's voice was urgent.

Qiao Sicheng shook his head, "No, I'm afraid that Ah Jin will run away in the blink of an eye."

Her force value is so high, if he hadn't taken the initiative and was familiar with her ways, it would be impossible to control her.

Li Jin suddenly felt that some things were beginning to be out of her control.

In his thoughts, the young man had already pinched her slender wrist and pulled it towards his waist, "Auntie can not only listen to my breathing, but also touch..."

Li Jin tried to control her evil hand, but how could Qiao Sicheng let her go.

"Ka—" The lamp on the bedside table was extinguished by the boy.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

Li Jin fell on the bed and was short of breath, her peach-blossom eyes were filled with hazy mist, and the ends of her eyes were wet and red.

"Qiao Sicheng!" She turned her eyes sideways, looking at the young man who stood up and buttoned his shirt, her eyes were filled with ferocity.

It's a pity that in his eyes, it looks like a coquettish, and it can't be deterred at all.

Li Jin rubbed her wrists, wanting to step forward and teach him a lesson, "You just need to clean up..."

Qiao Sicheng put one hand on her shoulder, smiled lowly, his eyes were full of doting, "Isn't Ah Jin happy?"

Li Jin hit the nail on the head with his words, but she didn't want to let the culprit go like this, she pulled his hand as white as jade, and bit the soft flesh of his palm.

"Hiss..." Qiao Sicheng frowned in pain.

There was a ripple in my heart.

"Ah Jin, can I show you my abs next time?" Qiao Sicheng tried to lower her anger, perhaps Li Jin was mostly ashamed.

Seeing Qiao Sicheng push the door to leave, Li Jin threw a pillow over.

With a "bang", it hit him lightly and heavily.

I always feel... the little wolf cub has become... more and more wild recently.

……

Ever since Zhong Yifan's incident passed, the situation has been very calm.

Only two days later, Li Jin suddenly received a phone call.

"Xiaojin, help me persuade Lingxi, she has been hanging out in the bar recently, and she wants it once or twice, but now she's getting drunk all day, she doesn't look like a girl's house."

On the phone, Song's mother cried anxiously and distressedly, "It's all my fault that I don't care much about her. If I could take care of her emotions more, I wouldn't meet a scum like Zhong Yifan, and Lingxi wouldn't be so depressed. .”

"Hey...she must be overly sad, and that's why she's so depressed."

Li Jin comforted her calmly, "Don't worry, Aunt Song, I'll go and bring her back right away, where is she now?"

You Li Jin's words made Mother Song feel more at ease.

She thought for a while and said, "It's the bar at the intersection of Beier Road, called Huajian Bar."

"it is good."

After speaking concisely, Li Jin went to find Song Lingxi.

At this time, in the Huajian bar.

The scorching spotlights are shining, and a group of men and women are swaying wildly in the middle of the dance floor, indulgent and depraved.

On the two rows of booths on the south side of the hall, two beautiful girls sat facing each other.

One of them spoke, persuading the other, "Lingxi, there are all good men in the world, why bother to hang on a tree."

What she said was correct, but there were inconspicuous jealousy and calculations in her eyes.

It was Song Lingxi's deskmate who was studying in Feng Dali, Wen Chuyao.

The woman's dressing style is roughly similar to Song Lingxi's, they are all pure and light-colored long skirts, and even the makeup looks close to each other.

Looking at Song Lingxi, who was drunk and unhappy, with her clear little face completely defenseless, the corners of Wen Chuyao's lips gradually raised.

This silly woman, she told her to come out, she was really drunk like this.

She was still worrying about not having a chance to make a move.

Wen Chuyao and Song Lingxi have had a good relationship since they were young. They are from the same city, and they know Fengcheng well.

She was studying at Fengcheng University in name, but in fact she often hangs around bars, doing humble pimping business, and framed many girls.

But this time, she had already contacted Xu Huandong, the rich second generation of a powerful family in Fengcheng.

She likes to hunt for beauty in the field of love most, and has special hobbies.

If Song Lingxi fell into his hands, she would lose her skin if she didn't die.

But at this time, Song Lingxi didn't notice the strange gaze of her former tablemate at all, and her attention was all on the red wine in her hand.

She was so wronged that she poured all her emotions into alcohol.

"Woo, did I really do something wrong? What's wrong with my little brother who likes a nice voice!"

"Why did God treat me like this! I, Song Lingxi, want money and good looks, and I..."

After she finished speaking, she swallowed a mouthful of zero degrees in grief and indignation.

Wen Chuyao echoed: "That's right, Lingxi, don't you have everything you want, then how about I take you there..."

She was just about to lead her to Xu Huandong's place not far away, but was pushed out by Song Lingxi arbitrarily.

"Don't touch me woo woo woo!"

Not to mention, the half-drunk and half-awake Song Lingxi burst out with strength that she didn't have when she was usually pure and pleasant, and Wen Chuyao couldn't help her for a while.

He had no choice but to continue dealing with Song Lingxi.

"Lingxi, let's look for someone who doesn't like it, don't keep thinking about that scumbag." Wen Chuyao was coaxing people, while planning countermeasures in his heart.

Song Lingxi hammered the wine bottle with a "bang", making a violent sound on the table, "Who missed him, old lady... Bah!"

This is alcohol on top.

Impatientness flashed across Wen Chuyao's eyes, and he was about to step forward roughly and take him away.

She grabbed Song Lingxi's arm with her wrist, "Follow me!"

Malice appeared in Wen Chuyao's eyes.

After tonight, you will no longer be that proud and innocent daughter of the Song family!
but it is--

Someone grabbed his shoulder.

"Who are you going to touch her?" A dangerous look of cruelty floated from the end of the woman's eyes, and those seductive peach blossom eyes became deeper and deeper.

Wen Chuyao was surprised and retreated subconsciously.

After a few seconds, he raised his eyes to look at the refined and overly beautiful woman in front of him.

"who are you?"

Li Jin took advantage of the situation to support Song Lingxi, let the girl lean on her shoulder, and said softly: "You don't need to know, it's none of your business here."

That domineering look made it look like Wen Chuyao was an unremarkable and humble servant.

This made her fragile self-esteem destroyed.

"I don't want to leave. I brought Lingxi here. How could I give it to such an inexplicable woman like you!"

Li Jin propped her head sideways to watch her pretend.

"continue."

That way, it's as if Wen Chuyao is a clown.

Wen Chu and Yao Yin clenched their teeth tightly, and clenched their fists with the palms hidden behind their backs.

After a while, an unnatural smile appeared on his face, "That's fine, since you are Lingxi's friend, I don't worry too much, let you take care of her temporarily."

(End of this chapter)