Can You Love Me?

Xin Aixin's face felt gravel slipping by, she lowered her head: "I should go in."

Lu Jincheng didn't let go: "However, I still remind you that you have to retreat in spite of difficulties. The complexity and depth of Jian Zechuan is beyond your imagination. You are too young and too tender. In front of him, your thoughts are as naked as you are. .”

"I know..." She had come into contact with Jian Zechuan, and even had the closest relationship with him.

But, so what, in front of that man, she...is nothing, she can't see through him at all.

"But you're still going."

"yes!"

Lu Jincheng let go of Xin Ai, and laughed at himself: "I sent the woman I finally fell in love with to my rival in love, am I stupid?"

"Thanks."

Apart from these two words, Xin Ai didn't know what else to say!

Lu Jincheng scolded: "Fuck, I don't need your good person card. You can come out from Jian Zechuan if you are alive today, so please tell me thank you."

The corners of Xin Ai's lips twitched, but in the end she pushed the car door open without saying anything.

Lu Jincheng watched Xin Ai step into the gate of Yunding, and slammed the steering wheel hard.

This may be the most regretful thing he has ever done in his life!

And the dumbest thing ever done.

...

Stepping into Yunding for the second time, Xin Ai felt complicated.

This may be her last chance, Jian Zechuan won't give her so much time to mess around, once or twice is fresh, and three times is boring.

Moreover, it is impossible for Lu Jincheng to help him all the time. In this materialistic society, there is no way to ask for help without paying the price. She expressed her love this time, and she will have to pay it back sooner or later!

When handing over the membership card and going in, the waiter gave Xin Ai an extra look with probing eyes.

Xin Ai was wearing a cheap white hooded sweater, a pair of denim shorts underneath, and a pair of thin, white, straight legs...

Although the member was a little skeptical, looking at Xin Ai's face, he thought it was normal again. Maybe it was the little brother's love, and he handed over the membership card with both hands: "Welcome Ma'am, I wish you a good time."

Xin Ai went in, but she didn't know if Jian Zechuan was here, nor did she know which private room he was in.

You definitely can't act rashly, and the clothes on her...

After hesitating, she went to the bathroom first, which has always been a place where gossip gathers.

Sure enough, when I went in, I saw two women with heavy makeup touching up their makeup.

"Hey, did you see just now, the third master is here."

Xin Ai's heart skipped a beat, Third Master? In Mingdu, apart from Jian Zechuan, there is no one who dares to be called the third master!

"I saw it, I went directly into the moon-shaped private room, hey, we can't even get in if we want to..."

"Come on, don't be sour, you didn't see anyone who went in to accompany you this time, but I saw the pure and beautiful girl Xia Yinyin who was just popular..."

What the latter two said was all gossip, Xin Ai caught important information, turned and left the bathroom.

There is only one moon-shaped private room, and it is difficult for ordinary people to get close to it.

A waitress walked by with a fruit plate and drinks, Xin Ai's eyelids twitched.

Half an hour later, Xin Ai changed in the bathroom.

The uniform of the waitresses in Yunding is a modified cheongsam, pure white, sleeveless, very short, just covering the buttocks, and the requirements for the figure are particularly high.

After buttoning the last button, Xin Ai tugged down the skirt, it was too short, and the waist was still a little loose, so she could lose it if she didn't pay attention.

However, wearing the cheongsam, Xin Ai seemed to be a different person, with an indescribable long-lasting charm, charming, pure, and enchanting.

Xin Ai sighed, braided her long hair into a loose side braid, and put it on her left shoulder.

Looking up at herself in the mirror, Xin Ai touched her face. She used to be very confident about her face, but when facing Jian Zechuan, she was not at all sure.

She almost lost even the basic sense of aesthetics, and she didn't know if she looked good in a cheongsam.

Taking a deep breath and mustering up the courage, Xin Ai brought the fruit plate, gritted his teeth and left the bathroom.

The Yuezi private room has to go up, the 5th floor!

Not surprisingly, he was stopped as soon as he stepped out of the elevator.

Xin Ai looked at the big men in black in front of him, showing timidity, took a small step back, and whispered, "I'm here to deliver the fruit plate!"

"Why have I never seen you before?"

"I just joined the job today, and the manager told me to send it in. In fact, I... am not familiar with this place. If... I am not allowed to enter, can I trouble some elder brothers to send it in for me?" Xin Ai bit her lip. Handed out the fruit plate, timidly, like a frightened little white rabbit.

The delicate and timid girl, like a flower blooming in the middle of the night, is so beautiful that it takes one's breath away.

The big guys looked at me and hesitated for 10 seconds.

"go in."

Xin Ai hurriedly nodded her thanks, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

This face doesn't work for Jian Zechuan, but fortunately it works for other men.

Standing outside the Yuezi private room, Xin Ai's heart was beating like a drum, and the hand holding the fruit plate was trembling.

After silently saying Xin Huan's name three times, Xin Ai finally calmed down, mustered up the courage to bite the bullet and pushed open the delivery door.

The laughter and singing of men and women flooded into Xin Ai's ears...

No wonder there was only one room, it was so big and there were many people, she couldn't see where Jian Zechuan was for a while.

After scanning around, Xin Ai found that this part-time job includes all entertainment items, singing karaoke, billiards, rest, playing cards...

The light was a bit dim, Xin Ai hesitated, and walked towards the men and women who were singing K.

She squatted down slightly and put down the beautifully arranged fruit plate.

The already short skirt ran up a little because of her movements, and her white and tender thighs were almost exposed.

Xin Ai pulled it carefully, not daring to make too much movement.

After a while, she felt that the voices around her gradually became smaller. She raised her head slowly and found that the young people who were howling were all looking at her.

Being watched by so many people, no matter how thick-skinned Xin Ai was, he still felt hot, ashamed, and embarrassed!

She quickly stood up, pulled her skirt down, and took a step back.

A boy with hair dyed silver-gray suddenly rushed in front of Xin Ai, his face full of astonishment, "Third brother, third brother... When did Yun Dian come so..."

Scratching his head, the young man suddenly felt beautiful, beautiful, and good-looking, which was not even suitable to describe the little waiter in front of him, it was too superficial to describe the depth.

After thinking for a long time, he said: "It's such a... such a waiter, what a pity..."

Xin Ai is like a beauty in the old days from the Republic of China. Under the lights, she walks gracefully. She seems to have her own light and a long charm. She seems to be able to pick up a scent of ten miles of foreign land with every move of her hand. .

She is like a person who came from a distant time and space, stepping on swaying steps, stepping into this world that does not belong to her.

No one can ignore her!

"Is it a pity?"

When a cold and familiar voice came, Xin Ai's body shook, and she immediately turned her head to look over. Not far away, a mahjong table was set up, and Jian Zechuan was sitting on it.