Xiaoyaobing President Wang Qiao

Li Shijian gently caressed her hair, and then hugged her by the waist, she twisted a few times uncomfortably, and did not resist.

"Oh, kid, I'm talking to you! You're courting death!"

Not being ignored by Li Shijian, the yellow-haired gangster felt contemptuous and roared angrily.

Everyone in the bar couldn't help but change their eyes when they looked at the yellow-haired gangster.

Some even looked at Li Shijian mockingly, and muttered jealously: "That kid is finished, Huang Mao is a member of the Qinglong Gang."

Li Shijian didn't say a word, just lowered his head and looked at Zhao Shihan with concern.

When he saw her sleeping soundly leaning against his chest, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up in a beautiful arc.

"Huangmao, don't be so rude, we are civilized people, we must be gentle."

A young man with a cropped head, dressed in black clothes, with two scars on his right cheek, walked over from a short distance, and continued peacefully:
"Boy, that superb beauty is not something you can enjoy alone. Since we have seen her, let us keep her. It will benefit you in the future, or we will give it to you after we finish playing."

"My God! That man, that man!"

"Fuck, that person is the vice-head of the Qinglong Gang——Wang Yong, how could he be here?"

Wang Yong proudly raised his head, stuck out his obscene tongue, and licked around his lips. His eyes were full of complacency and publicity, as if enjoying the surprise of everyone in the bar.

"Boy, did you hear, we are not something you can offend..."

"Oh!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Li Shijian hugged Zhao Shihan, and within a tenth of a second, he flashed in front of Wang Yong and kicked him impatiently.

"Ding Dong, bang bang."

A series of collision sounds sounded, and Wang Yong flipped a few times in the air, knocked down countless wine glasses, and fell heavily to the ground.

Vaguely saw two black and yellow front teeth, and a large mouthful of blood, suspended in the air.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

The yellow-haired gangster roared reflexively. Under the anesthesia of alcohol, he didn't even think about the difference in strength between himself and Li Shijian.

Clenching his fist tightly, he threw it at Li Shijian's cheek.

Of course,
A cold light passed by.

With a murderous look in Li Shijian's eyes, he glanced at him suddenly.

Boom!

In an instant, cold sweat rolled down his forehead one after another, and a sense of oppression on the soul filled the yellow-haired gangster's heart.

His fists were withdrawn tremblingly, his body trembled in fear, his legs and feet went limp, and he fell to the ground, yellow liquid dripping from his crotch.

Hei Shijian, who was standing on the side and playing, looked at Li Shijian, and was about to rush to him later.
The members of the Qinglong gang changed their expressions slightly, and stood there in panic.

Li Shijian turned around and walked out of the bar without even looking at them.

The crowd dispersed automatically, and everyone blankly made way for them.

"very handsome!"

After Li Shijian left, waves of exclamations resounded in the bar.

……

The next morning.

Zhao Shihan woke up from his sleep in a daze, opened his hazy eyes, and looked around blankly.

Slightly familiar curtains, slightly familiar sunlight, slightly familiar big bed, slightly familiar man.

Huh, no, man?
Zhao Shihan blinked blankly, looked at Li Shijian carefully, and after looking at it for a long time, he suddenly exclaimed: "Ah!"

"What happened?"

Li Shijian opened his eyes and asked blankly.

"Damn it, you slept with me again! You're still addicted, aren't you?"

Zhao Shihan turned over and rode on him, pinching his neck tightly with two small hands, and said angrily.

"I didn't." Li Shijian rolled his eyes and pouted aggrievedly.

"You don't have it, who has it? It's still yesterday's hotel, or yesterday's room, you're quite nostalgic!"

Zhao Shihan said angrily.

I am clean and self-conscious. I have never had too much intimate contact with men in my life for more than 20 years, but in the past two days, I was brought to the hotel twice in a row by a man.

"You were drunk last night. I asked where your home was? If you didn't tell me, where should I take you?"

Enjoying the good sense of touch brought by this action and the wonderful psychological enjoyment, Li Shijian said pretending to be innocent.

"Last night..." Zhao Shihan bit his lower lip, only then did he remember that he came out of Zijin Community last night, as if he said to "go to the bar".

Then went to the bar and drank some drinks, after that I don't remember anything.

"What did you do to me last night?"

She looked at Li Shijian suspiciously, and said in a cold voice.

Li Shijian rolled his eyes and said with excitement, "You don't remember anything?"

Zhao Shihan bit her lower lip and nodded.

"Oh, then I didn't do anything."

Li Shijian responded, and said in an unbeatable tone.

"Damn you, you rascal, you said you didn't do anything, is it possible?" Zhao Shihan went crazy again, pinched Li Shijian's neck tightly, and roared like crazy.

"In these days, no one will believe the truth?"

The strength in Zhao Shihan's hands, to Li Shijian, was like a soft cotton candy, which couldn't bring him the slightest harm.

"Believe you? I believe in ghosts, but I don't believe in you!"

She was angry and exerted force. Originally, the force in her hand was very light, but looking at Li Shijian's cheap face, unconsciously, the hatred in her heart began to deepen.

Li Shijian felt a little embarrassed, wanted to touch her nose, but forgot that Zhao Shihan was sitting on top of her, raised his hand, and happened to touch a spot.

Zhao Shihan's body trembled like an electric shock, and then her face turned even more blushing, and she cursed in extreme embarrassment:

"Damn it! You are going to die!"

As she spoke, her little hands clenched together, and her small fists kept greeting Li Shijian's cheeks.

Yesterday and today, although she felt that Li Shijian did something indescribable to her.

But there is no feeling, and this time it is completely tactile.

"I did not do it on purpose."

Li Shijian said in embarrassment, he wanted to touch his nose again, and unconsciously raised his hand.

So, another touch.

boom.

"Ahh! I'm going to kill you."

Zhao Shihan was also completely angry.

"Don't twist your face."

"Ah! Don't hit your eyes."

"Oh, take it easy, it's disfigured."

His face was constantly being tormented, and Li Shijian kept begging for mercy, but there was a sense of enjoyment just looking at his face.

"Bitch!"

About 10 minutes later, the two packed their things and went downstairs.

Zhao Shihan's face was full of pride and shyness. In the past, the cold president in the eyes of everyone was now like a young daughter-in-law who just left the house.

When she came to the hall, she left a word to Li Shijian, "You give me the money." After that, she ran out shyly.

At the front desk was a handsome young man in his 20s. He was quite surprised when he first saw Zhao Shihan. He stared at her back for a long time.

"Don't look at it buddy, the eyeballs will come out if you look at it again, pay the bill quickly."

Li Shijian was dissatisfied, knocked on the table at the front desk and said.

The handsome guy at the front desk turned his head with jealous eyes. When he saw Li Shijian for the first time, he jumped back and shouted, "Damn! What the hell?"