I'm all set, you don't even want to fuck me

The wind blew over and lifted the corners of the clothes, the leaves on both sides of the street rustled, and the dim street lights suddenly went out as if to match the scene.

Cong Junyin couldn't see his expression clearly in the dark, but Yan Yiming at least saw him turn around and could feel his gaze resting on him.

"Second Young Master." With a low voice, the woman in the box came over and stood in front of Yan Yiming, with her arms tightly around her waist as if she was waiting for something.

He took the suit jacket from the younger brother who came up behind him, stood up and put it on for the woman.Looking back, there was no one in the darkness.

Yan Yiming gritted his teeth, always feeling that it was a damn coincidence that this woman appeared.

The manager also came out from behind, stood in front of Yan Yiming and shouted nervously: "Second Young Master...I..."

Feeling a little impatient, Yan Yiming lit a cigarette and took a puff: "Where's the car?"

"It's almost here." The manager could see that Yan Yiming didn't want to talk more, and didn't say anything about the follow-up, and stood quietly waiting for the car to arrive.

There was a yellow light at the corner of the dark street, and an extended nanny car stopped in front of the police station.

He raised his chin: "Send her back first, I still have something to do."

The manager opened the car door, and the woman got into the car hesitantly, pulling on her suit jacket.

From a distance, I saw a figure disappearing at the corner of the street.

Yan Yiming threw away his cigarette and followed, walked outside the house Cong Jun rented and knocked on the door.

There was no sound from inside, and the younger brother who followed lowered his head and said cautiously: "Why don't you let us pick the lock...?"

Yan Yiming took a few steps back, and a few people took out tools from nowhere and were about to pry the lock open, when they heard Yan Yiming's calm voice behind him.

"If you want to go to the police station, you pick the lock."

After a pause, several people stood silently aside with their tools.

As I was getting restless, my phone rang.Looking at the series of unfamiliar numbers, Yan Yiming said "Hello" impatiently in a low voice.

"Hey, Yiming, why are you so angry?" Zheng Ze seemed to be in some kind of entertainment venue, with loud music in his voice accompanied by shouts.

Yan Yiming frowned, just about to hang up.The sound of the music on the phone suddenly became quieter, as if he had come to a secluded place: "You guys won't forget me, will you?"

Over there, Zheng Ze stood in the corridor and "tsk" a few times: "It's a pity that I asked a few people before I got your mobile phone number. Is this how you treat your old friends?"

Hearing this sentence, Yan Yiming smiled: "When did you play this game with me?"

"You couldn't get through on the phone before. I heard that you came to S City, and I wanted to meet you." Zheng Ze's tone rose: "What's the matter, will Second Young Master Yan reward you?"

Standing on the side of the road and hailing a taxi, Yan Yiming hung up listening to the address Zheng Ze said on the phone.Just as he opened the car door, he remembered the tails behind him: "Go back and tell the manager to come find me in a few days."

After throwing down a sentence, Yan Yiming got into the car.All the way to the KTV mentioned by Zheng Ze, the hostess lady who had instructed in advance took Yan Yiming to the box.

Pushing open the door, the people inside were stunned.Zheng Ze hugged him up, mouth full of alcohol: "Why are you here so late, hurry up and punish yourself with a few drinks."

While talking, he pushed Yan Yiming in, pushed him down on the sofa and sat down, pulled two beauties, one on the left and one on the right, and placed them on both sides of Yan Yiming, stretched out his hand and nodded: "Second Young Master Yan, don't get drunk after a thousand cups, Get him drunk tonight and I'll give you double the money!"

One sentence seemed to ignite everyone's fighting spirit, they came over to toast Yan Yiming in turn, had a good time, Yan Yiming was unbuttoned and printed a few lip marks on his chest without knowing it.

After finally escaping from the KTV, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.Shaking around, he hailed a taxi and took him to the place where Cong Jun lived. He raised his hand to hold the door and was about to knock on the door.

The door opened from the inside, Jun Cong stood at the door and saw the drunk Yan Yiming before he had time to react, Yan Yiming fell into his arms.