Personal security

Chapter 35: Are you sure you want it?

The woman approached Zhao Jianhui and actually laid her head on Zhao Jianhui's shoulder, as if she wanted to just fall asleep. Smelling the faint fragrance of her body mixed with the smell of alcohol, it smelled very good and tempting.

"Hey, what are you doing? If you don't go home, I have to leave?" Zhao Jianhui realized that he was very unlucky today. The three women he met were very unreasonable.

The woman raised her head, narrowed her eyes, pointed at him and said, "We are still good friends, and you actually drove me away..."

As the woman spoke, her fingers touched Zhao Jianhui's lips: "Your mouth... your lips are wet. You must have drank a lot, otherwise you wouldn't have become two people... If you don't give me away, I Send you...get in the car...I'll take you back..."

Her touch strangely caused an electric current to pass through Zhao Jianhui's body, making his heart throb inexplicably, and quickly aroused a burning sensation in his lower abdomen. What's wrong today? Are you so impulsive?

Zhao Jianhui quickly helped her: "Stand still, I have to leave..."

She held his wrist with her hand, "Didn't I tell you that I would give it to you? Who wouldn't let you go? Let's go..." She approached his resolute face, and the fragrant breath touched his cheek, and the water was crystal clear. She looked at him with half-blinking eyes, and walked towards the middle of the road with her head on her shoulders.

The fragrance of her body made him feel drunk, but he was still at a loss and said, "You are drunk. Can I take you home? Where do you live?"

"Why are you sending me away?" When the woman heard that Zhao Jianhui was going to send her home, she immediately stopped and stared at Zhao Jianhui and asked.

"Because you are drunk and are dangerous on the street?" As soon as Zhao Jianhui finished speaking, the woman said to him: "Are you... dangerous?"

At first glance, it sounded like this woman was really drunk and a little confused, but she always maintained a trace of vigilance and clarity in her heart. Her words really stabilized Zhao Jianhui. Am I in danger? It depends on who is to whom.

"Do you think I'm pretty? Ha! Ha! What do you want?" The woman smiled a little presumptuously. He leaned against Zhao Jianhui again.

"What do I want? I don't want to do anything. I just want you to let me go!" Zhao Jianhui was about to cry. No matter how he went shopping, he would encounter such a little drunk cat. It stuck to his hand and he couldn't get rid of it. Already?

A bright smile bloomed on her lips, she pointed at his nose and said, "Hey, when you say it like this, it seems... No!"

Zhao Jianhui smiled bitterly and said, "It's not what?"

The woman sneered and said, "Pervert? What else could it be?" Her laughter caused her body to tremble, and the wine she just drank made her body feel dizzy. The sky and the earth seemed to be spinning, and she held Zhao Jianhui tightly with her hand: "I... don't want to drink anymore, I want to go home." What she wants most now is to lie in bed and have a good sleep.

Watching this woman's performance, Zhao Jianhui didn't know whether she was really drunk or pretending to be drunk.

"Where is your home? I'll take you home." Tonight, he would be a good man for once and send her home safely!

"No. 46 Biyun Street." The woman shook her body and said, but the empty wine glass in her hand fell to the ground with a clang. The moment it came into close contact with the hard road, there was a sound of shattering bones.

"No. 46 Biyun Street?" Zhao Jianhui asked himself. He had no idea where this street was. He held the beauty's body with one hand and waved to stop the car with the other.

He almost hugged the woman into the taxi, and Zhao Jianhui told the driver where he wanted to go. The driver looked at the beautiful woman lying in Zhao Jianhui's arms with admiration, and smiled knowingly: "Brother, you are so lucky today."

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but laugh bitterly and asked, "Really? Why didn't I feel it?" How did he know that there were many hotels on Biyun Street, but no private houses?

The driver stopped talking and drove the car, carrying the two people in it, toward Biyun Road... The woman's body moved uneasily, muttering something in her mouth. Her slender snow-white fingers were waving in the air and making circles, and then her body fell towards his thigh, leaning on his strong thigh, still mumbling words.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but move his body, trying to keep a little distance from her. Unexpectedly, the woman seemed to have identified his thigh as the most comfortable place. Her head couldn't help but move closer to him. Feeling that Zhao Jianhui wanted to leave him, her hands finally moved He hugged her thigh tightly, and then rested his head on his thigh.

Not long after the car drove along Nathan Road, it made another turn and stopped in front of the gate of a four-star hotel. The driver turned around and said, "Here we are, sir..." and then said, "Fifty yuan, thank you."

This is it, haven’t you taken a few steps at all? Zhao Jianhui looked at the flashing neon sign of the hotel opposite with the Lido Hotel's sign flashing in seven colors in amazement. He thought to himself, who is this woman? Why is she staying in the hotel instead of going home? in?

Looking at the beautiful sleeping face of the woman in his arms, he woke her up and said, "We're here, will you stay in the hotel?" The woman rubbed her head and eyes, unmoved, and still lay on Zhao Jianhui's lap.

After paying the fare first, Zhao Jianhui gently moved her head away, then got out of the car and walked to another door, opened it for her, and reached out to pull up the woman.

Looking at her beautiful face, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but shook his head, thinking that he didn't know the danger when he looked like this, who was causing harm to the country and the people, and went out to drink so much.

Being forcibly pulled up by Zhao Jianhui, she opened her eyes instantly, looked at the man in front of her innocently and said, "Where is this?"

He stared at the fragrant lips that were less than an inch away from hers, and said with interest on his lips: "Go home, this is your home?" It was 70% certain that this woman had not woken up yet.

"My home?" The woman's face looked a little confused. She turned to look at the Lido Hotel and then said, "Ah, how did you know that I live here?"

"You said it yourself! Do you want me to help you down?" Zhao Jianhui was speechless. Who is this person? He wouldn't have forgotten what he said so quickly, would he?

Some people say that drunk people don’t remember what they said or did, but have you ever seen a few drunk people beating their own family members and scolding their parents? If you say you don't know what you were doing when you were drunk, you are most likely just faking it. It's just that I don't dare to express my grievances, but drinking makes me cowardly, and I just use alcohol to go crazy.

Therefore, Zhao Jianhui definitely did not believe this woman when she said that she did not remember what she had just said. Although I have not been drunk a few times, it is not that I have never been drunk. I have never been like this. After drinking too much, I feel sleepy. At most, my eyes are astringent and I want to sleep.

"Thank you! Help me in... I'm still a little dizzy and can't stand still..." It seemed that this woman really regarded Zhao Jianhui as a free coolie. However, this kind of hard work is not available to every man. I'm afraid, there are still many men who are eager to have such an opportunity.

The woman stretched her hand towards him, and Zhao Jianhui helped her get out of the car. She leaned on him and walked unsteadily to the door. "You went to the wrong place...my house...is behind this hotel..." the woman said as she fell into his arms.

"How to go from the back...how to go from the back?" Zhao Jianhui asked while supporting her. "Giggle, you are so stupid...turn left, then go forward and turn right, go...into the basement..." The woman smiled, stretched out her finger and tapped his forehead, her expression was really intimate. .

Turn left, turn right, enter the basement... isn't this still the same building? He hugged her to the elevator, looked at her and asked, "Which floor are you in the room on?"

"Thirty-sixth floor..." Zhao Jianhui pressed the button for the thirty-sixth floor.

The elevator door opened, and the woman guided Zhao Jianhui to a door with amber glass, then took out the key from her pocket and opened the door, then turned on the lights on the wall, and the room immediately became bright.

This is a room with a clever combination of black and brown furniture. The floor is covered with white carpets, European-style sofas, and white Roman-style curtains, giving the interior a refreshing visual beauty.

Zhao Jianhui put her on the sofa, and just as he was about to get up, the woman suddenly turned around and hugged her. Zhao Jianhui's bent waist was immediately touched by her neck and he fell down.

"What are you doing? I never do one-night stands..." The woman didn't listen to what Zhao Jianhui said at all. She wrapped her hands around his waist and hugged him tightly with more strength: "Kiss me..." She had already smelled it. He has the unique masculine scent of a man, his face is very charming after drinking, and his eyes seem to be closed: "One-night stand... No, I don't like it either... Let me tell you a... secret, I'm still... a virgin... …”

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Zhao Jianhui refused, but he really couldn't bear to hurt this beautiful and charming woman! However, Zhao Jianhui's hot breath on her ears made her feel like a strong electric current passing through her body, and she couldn't help but say: "Ah! ┅┅Uh uh┅┅".

Perhaps, this woman didn't want to make a sound, so the sound that escaped her lips seemed even more sweet and unbearable. She licked her lips, and her sexy lips were getting closer and closer to Zhao Jianhui: "Why, don't you believe me? I will prove it to you tonight, you are a timid man, a useless guy..."

As the woman spoke, she actually let go of the hand on his waist, hooked one hand around his neck, and touched his crotch with the other...

The sound was like a note of urgency, and her movements were more like a battle horn. She had wanted to push the woman's hands away, but at some point she had grabbed her shirt and pressed against her body. As skilled as you are, you are still a ***. Who the hell would believe you if you tell me?

With a sinister smile, Zhao Jianhui asked in a low voice: "Are you sure you really need it?"

The corners of the woman's sexy lips were slightly raised, attracting his eyes passionately. That expression already revealed what she wanted to express.

Every drop of sweat is a promise,

Every drop of sweat has a heartbreaking story,

Lonely beads of sweat are tears of sadness,

When you look up at the bright sky.

Will you also see my tears flying...

In the early morning, the dazzling light dazzled the sleepy eyes. The light blue window screens and bright and transparent glass windows reflect the emerald green bed indoors.

The woman's eyelids moved slightly, and the eyes covered by the eyelids moved quietly. She stretched her arms lazily and twisted her seductive waist. When she had to open her eyes, the first thing she saw was the heroic and resolute man lying next to her.

The woman's face suddenly changed, and a vague memory came to her mind. She vaguely remembered the passion of last night and the caressing hand.

The woman turned her body and looked around in confusion. Where was she?

The fresh air sobered the woman up, and she remembered completely that the man lying next to her was the man from last night.

"Are you sober? I was forced by you yesterday. Do you want to leave like this without even letting me know your name?" Zhao Jianhui asked with a smile while hugging her tightly.

"What if I know, what if I don't know? We are just a momentary intersection when a meteor flashes by, and we will go our separate ways soon. It's better not to know..."

"Hehe, what's wrong? Are you afraid that you will miss me and can't forget me?" Zhao Jianhui asked while licking her small chin.

"You think too well of yourself. You are just a prop for me to fill the emptiness and loneliness after I got drunk last night..."

Women's minds are the most complicated, and so are their physiology. Under the layers, I don't know how many private secrets are hidden.