Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 1214 She likes Shang Zong Zhan

   Xi Luo almost nodded and said yes.

  Fortunately, she held it back and waved dumbly, "Go down."

  The three escorts left angrily.

  Bai Yan and Su Moshi's eyes met, and their faces were full of playfulness.

   Silo pours a glass of whiskey upset and drank it with his head up.

  She didn't come here for pleasure, but for more than a year, her life was full of Zong Zhan's shadow.

  Getting along for a long time will inevitably form a habit in her subconscious.

  So, Shi Luo wanted to take the opportunity tonight to test her true feelings when she saw other men.

  As for the result, it's pretty fucking.

  Zongzhan really has a different meaning to her.

  Because Silo knows very well that her eyes have always only magnified the shortcomings of others.

  Only Zong Zhan is getting better and better, more handsome, and more masculine in her eyes.

   Shi Luo is cunning and chic, so she is more transparent than many people.

  Okay, nothing to say, she likes Shang Zong Zhan.

  ……

  On the other side, Zong Zhan sat in the living room of the bungalow and smoked a cigarette. He held the phone in his palm and turned on the hands-free, and he could hear the loud music inside.

  Caller: Bai Yan.

  Siluo probably never thought that everything she said and did in the nightclub was ‘hacked’ by Zong Zhan.

  Bai Xiaolong sticks behind him, and silently lit a candle for Sister M in his heart.

  At this time, Zong Zhan heard Xi Luo's incomparable laughter, grinded his teeth, returned to the WeChat page, and sent Bai Yan four words: Get her drunk.

  Bai Yan’s message returned in seconds: Don’t you know that she is not drunk for a thousand cups?

  Zong Zhan: Can the three lords drink a woman?

  Bai Yan sneered and replied: You are a **** dog, drunk her, what good do I have?

  Zong Zhan: Ten off-road vehicles for field combat.

  Bai Yan: Waiting to receive the goods.

  Chairman Luo, knows nothing about it.

  She prides herself on being tricky, how could she be calculated.

   But I never thought that I was turning back.

  So, for the next two hours, the three men kept toasting Shi Luo.

  She drank half a bottle of whiskey, two bottles of beer, four glasses of cocktails, and a sheaf of watermelon juice.

  Kessello is still the most sober woman in the nightclub.

  Instead, it was Bai Yan. He vomited twice when he went out. Su Moshi also pinched his eyebrows and kept belching. As for Bai Xiaohu... he was already drinking.

  Time came to 9:30, Xi Luo shook the wine glass in her hand and kicked Bai Yan, "Come on, don't raise fish, keep drinking."

  Bai Yan raised his head to dry with the wine glass.

Afterwards, he greeted the waiter and asked for a row of depth bombs and fire-breathing Lamborghini.

  Finally, half an hour later, he got Shi Luo drunk.

  ……

  At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Bai Yan, Shi Luo and others wandered out of the nightclub.

  Near the parking lot, a white shirt is particularly dazzling in the night.

  Bai Yan stretched out his hand and pushed Silo beside the man in front of him, and said with a drunken voice: "Twenty cars."

  Zong Zhan circled the fascinated Xi Luo with one hand, and readily agreed, "Waiting to receive the goods."

   are all people with good temperaments, and they are quick to do things.

  Zong Zhan personally drove away Shi Luo, and Bai Xiaolong who came with him could only act as a temporary driver, driving the other three drunks back to the building.

  On the way back, Zong Zhan watched Shi Luo, the co-pilot, from time to time. Maybe the woman was so perverse on weekdays that she became behaved when she was drunk.

  Not noisy or noisy, sitting quietly in a leather chair, even with his hands lying peacefully on his knees.

  This is called...contrast cute?

  Intersection, red light.

  Zong Zhan stopped the car and looked at Shi Luo's cheek carefully, "Really drinking too much?"

  "I don't drink." Xi Luo smiled slightly, brushed away his hand and sat upright again, like a famous door Shuyuan, "You look pretty, have you ever met a rich woman in a taxi?"

  Zong Zhan: "..."

  The **** famous door Shuyuan.

  The man turned sideways, with a playful expression, "I think you look like a rich woman."

   Shi Luo chuckles with orchid fingers, covering her lips and chuckling very contrivedly, "I have a good vision, then would you consider it?"

  Zong Zhan's handsome face turned black.

  Is she really drunk or pretending to be drunk?

   Silo didn’t hear his response, she turned her head in confusion, "Have you considered it?"

   "Consider, consider, what, what?"

  Silo’s fingers climbed up to the silhouette of the man, "There is no future in driving a taxi, follow me, and my sister will support you in the future."

  Zong Zhan's chest suddenly ignited a fire, which can be described as raging.

  He clamped Silo's chin, his voice deepened a few degrees, "Do you like to be merciful so much?"

   "How come." Shi Luo rubbed his hair, "You are the first one, are you honored?"

  Zong Zhan stopped talking. To be precise, he didn't know what to say.

  He didn't believe Silo did this kind of thing for the first time, but he couldn't ask more.

  This woman is very cunning, it is hard to guarantee that she is not pretending to be drunk.

  On the next journey, Zong Zhan didn't say a word, while Shi Luo leaned sideways on the back of his chair, constantly outputting words of praise to him.

  For example, "You look good, it's a shame to be a driver."

  For example, "The lip shape is also beautiful, it's a shame to be a driver."

  For another example, "The muscles are really strong and the legs are quite long. Be a driver..."

"To shut up!"

  Zong Zhan’s temples jumped suddenly, and he couldn’t concentrate on driving.

  If the sober Silo is a cunning fox, then a drunk woman is like a grinning fairy.

  About twenty minutes later, the car finally returned to the western-style building.

  Zong Zhan slammed the car door and went around to the co-pilot. The moment he opened the door, the woman fell into his arms.

  Silo's cheeks were slightly hazy, and the whole person became in a trance.

  After she stood still, she patted her chest and took a deep breath, still chattering in her small mouth, "It's a pity that you are a driver with this technique. You should drive a rocket."

   Shi Luo motion sickness, disgusting.

  Even if she loses her sanity, it will not prevent her from being stunned.

  Zong Zhan lowered his eyes and looked at Shi Luo. The woman in the night breeze had her hair messed up, her body was full of alcohol, and she couldn't find her usual dignity and elegance.

  But unexpectedly real.

  There is no artificial smirk on her face, and she is less sly and shrewd, and she is muttering like a little girl who has not been in the world.

  Zong Zhan raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, and his eyes became much softer. He asked her, "Si Luo, who am I?"

  The woman raised her head and looked at him dimly. After a while, she replied, "Taxi driver."

  Zong Zhan bullied forward, invisibly narrowing the distance between each other, "Are you sure?"

   Xi Luo blinked and traced his outline with her gaze, adding two more adjectives, "A good figure, a good-looking driver."

  Sometimes, alcohol can confuse people's minds, and it can also reveal hidden thoughts in the heart.

   Xi Luo thinks that Zong Zhan is good everywhere, even if he is drunk, he will consciously look for his advantages.

  Zong Zhan's throat rolled, and used her index finger to lift the broken hair in front of her, "Do you like it then?"

  Si Luo grabbed his finger and nodded with a smile, "I like it, if you are single, I will take you."

  (End of this chapter)