Mr. He’s Daily Affections

He Jingyao smiled slightly, tilted his wrist slightly, and poured a glass of cocktail firmly onto Huo Yanhui's pants, making an impure part of his body suddenly wet.

Huo Yanhui felt his thighs get cold and jumped up with a cry: He Jingyao, I'm not done with you!

After saying that, he rushed to the bathroom to clean up!

Yun Shenhan helplessly held his forehead and looked at Huo Yanzhao: You don't care?

Who do you think you should take care of? Huo Yanzhao glanced at him expressionlessly, If you can't take care of one, it will be useless if you take care of the other.

Yun Shenhan thought about it and agreed. He Jingyao's style is that he will not offend others unless they offend him, but once he is provoked, it will not end well.

As for Huo Yanhui, he has been arrogant for more than a day or two. He Jingyao has fixed him miserably every time. Unfortunately, he never has a long memory.

At this time, Yun Shenhan's phone rang. He answered it and said hello. He didn't know what the other party said, but his face suddenly lit up.

Okay, let her come right away!

Yun Shenhan hung up the phone and said to He Jingyao: The most popular bartender in my bar is back. Are you interested?

He Jingyao glanced at him lazily.

It's a woman. Yun Shenhan added, But the box is big enough. If she mixes drinks there, it shouldn't affect you.

He Jingyao thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: It doesn't matter, let her come over.

If something doesn't feel right, he just avoids it. During normal gatherings, his friends were very accommodating to him, so He Jingyao didn't want them to be unhappy because of himself.

Huo Yanzhao suddenly said with a smile but not a smile: Every time Jingyao and I go out to play, Xue Fei is the most at ease. She may not be so relieved even when Shen Han and I go out alone.

Yun Shenhan thought for a while and said, I can't guarantee that there won't be a woman within a three-meter radius of you. In comparison, it is indeed more reassuring when you are with Jingyao.

He Jingyao looked at them angrily. These people would feel uncomfortable if they didn't make fun of him for a day.

He suddenly thought of Su Zhixi's flushed face, her soft, boneless hands, and her meek and gentle whisper.

Just thinking about it made his mouth go dry.

It turns out that after having a woman, you really start to miss her.

But how can he make her marry him willingly?

He Jingyao believed that if he asked these bad friends for help, they would be very enthusiastic, but they would probably not have a reliable idea.

He probably only has this one woman in his life, so he can't screw it up.

He Jingyao shook the glass and was lost in thought. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

It was the figure of a woman. She was wearing a midriff-baring top and a tight leather skirt, revealing a small waist and white thighs. She was indescribably sexy and charming.

She walked into the private room, and under the guidance of the bar manager, stood behind the bar on the other side of the private room. Then she began to take out various wine bottles and glasses with extremely skillful movements.

The originally bright face showed a different kind of sexiness under the dim light, giving people a cold and frosty feeling.

Without looking at the people in the private room, she started to mix drinks. With a flick of her wrist, a glass of sparkling cocktail was ready, her movements were smooth and beautiful.

For a moment, the only sounds in the private room were the crisp sounds of glasses clinking against each other and the sound of rushing water.

He Jingyao never took a sip of the cocktail in his hand. His eyes were locked on her body as if they were real, shining with determination to win.