After being forced to marry as a surrogate, she amazed the world with her small milk bag

Chapter 92 Who are you
She is beautiful, even if she looks so out of place on such a romantic occasion.

Leaning slightly on the backrest, resting his chin on one hand, he tilted his head over, with doubts in his eyes when he was looking for someone, and a slight anger and complaint that disturbed his thoughts.

Very attractive.

"It's so boring to drink alone, brother to accompany sister?"

The little milk dog's voice is soft and waxy, like cotton candy, it sounds obedient and soft.

He is different from other "cowherds" in that he does not have exaggerated makeup and dresses, nor greasy smiles and eyes.

Simply put on a gray hoodie, with jeans and white sneakers underneath.

The refreshing attire made people feel comfortable, and Shen Zhiyi even saw a bit of Lin Yu's shadow on his face.

Seeing that she didn't refuse, the little milk dog sat beside her and filled her cup obediently.

"Sister, although the wine is delicious, don't be greedy!"

Shen Zhiyi tapped the glass wall with her fingertips, and asked him with raised eyes, "I order wine, do you have a commission?"

"some!"

Shen Zhiyi rang the service bell, and when the waiter came in, Shen Zhiyi said, "A bottle of Lafite!"

Afterwards, Song Jiaojiao cried and became Meng Jiangnu.

Shen Zhi thought about it, why should he be angry for a scumbag here?

Song Jiaojiao is right, life is short, don't wrong yourself, be chic when you should.

"Sister, what's on your mind? Why don't you tell your brother!"

"Sister, has anyone said that you are good-looking? In this world, apart from my mother and my sister, you are the most beautiful sister!"

"Is my sister a little drunk? Otherwise, I'll replace it with juice for you?"

The little milk dog yelled at each other, making Shen Zhiyi dizzy, not sure if he was really drunk.

She was about to go out to breathe, with one foot deep and the other shallow.

Song Jiaojiao was having fun with the three handsome guys, so she couldn't care less about her.

"Sister, be careful, I'll help you!"

Shen Zhiyi swayed, and when she couldn't walk in a straight line and was about to hit the wall, the little milk dog rushed over to support her waist.

"Huh? Is it you? I'm fine, I can go!" Shen Zhiyi broke free from him and wobbled outside.

"Sister, wait for me!"

Yin Xingze participated in a friend's game tonight, and he didn't know many people there. He just came out to smoke a cigarette when he saw this scene.

He stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment, then smiled.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message in the "Three Men, One Drama" group.

Yin@啊: Did you get kicked by sister Zhizhi? Jpg grinned.

He Jingyao was peeling Fang Yao's fruit when he saw the phone screen flicker and cut it open.

In the next second, he put down the things in his hand and edited with a frown.

He: What do you want to say?
Yin: Keke!Coincidentally, I ran into sister Zhizhi just now. She is as pure and bright as ever. Not to mention, she matches well with the little milk dog next to her. Oh, if it weren't for the two of them walking fast, I would really take a picture for you guys Give an evaluation.

The line of He Jingyao's jaw tightened sharply.

He: Send me the address.

Yin Xingze deliberately teased him.

Yin: Oops, I'm afraid it's too late now. I see sister Zhizhi's drunk appearance, and the room is probably open at this time.

He: Address! ! !

Yin Xingze held back his laughter here.

I have been friends with He Jingyao for so many years, and this is the first time I see him in such a hurry, I love him so much.

If he could witness this guy's anxious and angry expression with his own eyes, he would be happy to lose three years of his life.

No, it was only a few minutes before and after, and I was so anxious that I called.

"Hey Ayao!" Yin Xingze greeted lazily.

"Stop talking nonsense, I won't get the address within ten seconds, so I'll go talk to your dad!"

"Don't, don't, you won, I said it's not good..."

At this time, Shen Zhiyi was drunk and couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north.

She was taken to a hotel not far from the clubhouse by the little milk dog.

"Sister, lie down and rest for a while, brother go in and take a shower!" The little milk dog helped her onto the bed, brushed her messy hair almost greedily, and then turned and went into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, the little milk dog came out, wearing only a loose nightgown.

The little milk dog stared at Shen Zhiyi for a long time in the private room, and had long wanted to attack her.

There are countless women of all kinds that I see every day, and there are very few women like this sister who are between cold and flamboyant.

Even if he is willing to post back.

The little milk dog couldn't wait to unbutton Shen Zhiyi's clothes, and soon her white collarbone was exposed.

These male publicists usually have to be very exciting, and taking pictures is one of them.

The little milk dog held up the mobile phone and "slapped" Shen Zhiyi for a while, and then moved his hands down.

With a "beep", there was a loud "bang".

The door of the room was kicked open.

The violent noise signaled the intruder's anger.

The little milk dog was startled, and the moment he raised his head, a fist hit him unexpectedly.

The person was thrown and rolled a few somersaults on the ground.

He Jingyao grabbed the blanket and wrapped Shen Zhiyi, then turned around and went to the little milk dog to settle the score.

With one hand pinching his neckline, the other greeted his belly.

The little milk dog is just a little milk dog, so weak that He Jingyao would kneel down on the ground after three or two days, unable to stand up.

As if possessed by a demon, he was still puzzled, and started kicking again.

He Jingyao's woman, is this kind of person able to touch her?
Don't touch her, just look at her more than you deserve to die.

"Sir, leave this to me, take your wife back first!"

Seeing He Jingyao beating him to death, Ah Shen stepped forward to try to persuade him.

He Jingyao threw the wet towel that he had wiped his hands on the little milk dog's face, stepped over him with long legs, picked up Shen Zhiyi and left.

"Hey! Who are you, stinky rascal, you...you let me down quickly, or...or I'll call the police!"

Shen Zhiyi, who was nestled in the man's arms, was not honest at all. She yelled and kicked her legs, attracting passers-by to stare frequently.

He Jingyao gritted his teeth and warned, "Be quiet, or you will look good when I go back!"

As soon as the car door opened, he pushed people in rudely.

When Shen Zhiyi was bumped, she pursed her lips like a child, and complained aggrievedly.

"Bastard, you're touching my head. Believe it or not, I'll let my husband clean you up?"

He Jingyao held down her fluttering hands, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? Who is your husband?"

Shen Zhiyi stared at the roof of the car with wide eyes, and really thought about it seriously for a while.

"My husband... who is my husband? Why can't I remember?"

He Jingyao: "..." He suspected that the little woman was pretending to be drunk to anger him.

"Eh? Who are you? Why are you touching me?" Shen Zhiyi's gaze fell on He Jingyao's face, and he sat up suddenly.

Too anxious, a muffled sound hit He Jingyao's chin, "Hiss..."

"Shen, I know, I mean!" The man's eyes sparkled and veins sprouted on his forehead.

Ah Shen consciously raised the middle baffle, splitting the carriage into two.

He didn't dare to watch such an ambiguous scene.

(End of this chapter)