C9 Where Did You Take Me?

She took a sip of her wine and said, "He used to just run his business in Wenzhou, then he started to run his business in Shaanxi, where he gradually expanded his contacts and set up a company. After the business started, life began to go wild. I found out a while ago that he had a girl from an oil university out there, and when he came back he divorced me. "

There was something twinkling in her eyes, and even so I thought she was extremely charming.

Her husband would only take care of his mistress if he was crazy. Although they would get tired of each other after a while, just like my previous girlfriend and I. When we first met, we would date everyday and study together, almost inseparable. When they saw each other once or twice a week, they thought it was enough, so they got a room to comfort each other, and then they didn't see each other much anymore.

We finished a bottle of whisky. In the end, she was already drunk. She half knelt on the bar and looked at me with her round eyes. "Little man, big sis is a bit drunk. Let's send big sis home."

Seeing that her face was flushed and her eyes gradually blurred, I was indeed drunk. I agreed and helped her up.

She was only a little shorter than me, and her body was soft. I tried to support her, so I turned her over and hugged her. Her big breasts pressed against me, and there was a sudden reaction.

I helped her to the front of the car, but she held out the car keys and said, "Will..." Can you drive? "

I said yes, opened the door and shoved her in the back. It was his first time driving such a high-end car, but it felt different. The leather seat could sink a person in half if he just sat on it. It was very convenient to start a fire, but the sound of the car starting was also very quiet.

F * ck, after living for 24 years, the first day I got on a BMW, I was still driving. I really didn't get my license for the university entrance exam for nothing.

"Where to?" From the rearview mirror, I saw that Sister Li was comfortably lying behind me. I guessed that the position he was lying in wasn't right.

She said drunkenly: "Qujiang Residence."

I sighed to myself. This was a gathering place for the rich of Xi'an. It was a large villa area, with at least five million yuan inside.

I smacked my lips, hung up, and stepped on the gas.

A good car is different. I stepped on the gas pedal a little, and it was full of power. The roads in the new district of Qujiang were wide, and there were few cars on the street at midnight. I enjoyed driving this car.

As the car entered the villa area, the guard took a look at the license plate of the car and let them in. I asked her which one it was, and it took me a long time to answer.

Afterwards, he went around in a circle before finding her house. It was a three-storey villa with several hundred square miles of open space outside. It was very unsightly.

"Help me down." She opened the car door herself, swaying unsteadily.

I hurried over to help her up. "Be careful."

I helped her to the door. She took out her key and inserted it for a while.

I said, "Let me do it."

He opened the door. I helped her inside, touched it for a moment before pressing the switch, and was amazed when the hall lit up.

Her house was really quite grand. The huge crystal chandelier, the marble floor, the wide leather sofa, and the solid wood furniture all looked extremely grand. It suddenly occurred to me that I really didn't belong to the same world as her.

She said, "Help me upstairs."

I looked at the steep stairs and didn't know how to help her, so I said, "Can I carry you up?"

Her eyes were half closed, and the blush had not faded from her face. Seeing her nod, I quickly bent down and said, "Come, lie on my back."

She threw herself on my back, almost knocking me down. She pressed so close to me, the thing on her chest was warm, and the feeling of softness made me feel uneasy.

With great effort, he went upstairs. He pushed open the door to the room she pointed to and reached out for the light switch. After searching for a while, he was still unable to find it, so he decided not to look for it anymore.

By the light of the downstairs lamp, I turned my back on her and tried to put her on the big bed. She kept her hand on my neck, pulling me down on the bed.

I tried to prop myself up from the bed, but she seemed to be muttering something as she flipped over and pressed against me. The smell of alcohol mixed with her fragrance said, "You little scoundrel, where did you bring me from?"

I couldn't react in time as I pushed her. "Your house," I said.