Don't give it to your wife as a gift, don't want it for nothing

002 Labor and management want to sleep with my male god, don't let anyone stop me Today is the eighth day of the eighth lunar month, which is the 20th birthday of Hua Qiao Luyi, Department of Chinese, A University.

The four girls in the dormitory were joining the three men from the physical education department next door, and they were at a food stall, drinking wind and water and getting drunk, as if they didn't know what Jinxi was like.

While everyone was drinking, Qiao Lu went to the side of the road to hail a taxi as soon as he was carrying a wine bottle.

Under the dim streetlights, her back was unusually delicate and beautiful.

"Dalu, what are you doing with a wine bottle? If you want to fight, you still want to blow your head off!" Lin Mucheng, who was in the Department of Physical Education, staggered, stepped forward and put his arm around Qiao Luyi's shoulder.

Qiao Lu pushed Lin Mucheng away one by one. With his blushing face and blurred eyes, he was holding on to the electric pole beside him, unable to stand still: "Today is Laozi's 20th birthday, Laozi has to do something big."

The roommate Mei Bai, who was drunk at the side, grabbed Qiao Luyi's arm, and said, "What a big deal, you want to fight while carrying a wine bottle, you can't make trouble, otherwise all of us will be in trouble." Can't graduate."

The few of them are the famous masters of A University, and they have been blacklisted countless times by the school.

A while ago, I got into a fight with the sports department of the next-door university because the opponent was kicking a match.

Qiao Lu shook off Mei Bai, and walked towards the green taxi parked by the side of the road: "I want to sleep with my male god, no one will stop me."

As soon as Qiao Lu said those words, he got into the green taxi.

Mei Bai laughed and said: "She said she was going to sleep with her male god, I think she poured wine into her head and turned her brain into a mess!"

"Hahaha——" Everyone laughed.

Several people were so drunk that they didn't realize that Qiao Luyi was serious.

As soon as Qiao Lu got into the car, Jian Anjie immediately smelled a strong smell of alcohol. This young lady who is not favored by the Qiao family is a master who can drink. From this smell, she knew that she drank a lot today.

"Master, go to No. 183 Huayuan Road."

Sheng Mingguang, the second son of the Sheng Group, lives here. Qiao Luyi made inquiries early in the morning. Sheng Mingguang came back from Spain a few days ago to participate in a commercial endorsement. Today is his brother Sheng Mingzhan's 30th birthday. He must stay here. It's his brother's birthday next night, and it's so late that he will definitely go back to his apartment to rest.

Don't ask her how she knew it. In recent years, she has made it her life's work to study how to sleep until Sheng Mingguang.

Who is Sheng Mingguang, the first generation of Chinese football champions, and the only Chinese who played as the main striker in the top clubs of the European Super League.

As a veteran football fan, Qiao Luyi has only Sheng Mingguang as her male god and nothing else.

Today is her 20th birthday, and she vowed to sleep with the male god, leaving a strong and gorgeous stroke of her youth that cannot be ignored.

Jian Anjie saw Qiao Luyi who was dizzy from drinking. Tonight, she was sold and counted the money for him?

"Master, do you know what I'm going to do?" Qiao Luyi asked with his eyes closed.

Jian Anjie pretended not to know and said, "I don't know."

"Hey hey! I'm going to sleep with my male god Sheng Mingguang today, hahaha, I'm going to sleep with Sheng Qiuwang, don't anyone stop me"

Qiao Luyi was drunk like a lunatic in the car.

Seeing Qiao Luyi's swearing appearance, Jian Anjie felt sore.

"Girl, have courage, people must have dreams, otherwise what is the difference from salted fish",

Jian Anjie said against his will.

Today he was ordered to wait for Miss Qiao to get on the bus at this place and take her to No. 183 Huayuan Road.

"Thank you master for your encouragement. I don't want to be a salted fish. I can't sleep with the King of Balls in this life. What a pity. What's the meaning of life? What's the meaning of living."

Arriving at Sheng Mingguang's apartment complex, Qiao Lu entered the complex unimpeded all the way, and walked to the door of Sheng Mingguang's house.

Gathering up his courage, he slammed on the door, Sheng Mingzhan knew that his prey had arrived.