Chapter 1214 She Fell in Love with Zong Zhan

Chapter 1214 She fell in love with Zong Zhan

Xi Luo almost nodded and said yes.

Fortunately, she held back and waved her hand dullly, "Go down."

The three bartenders walked away resentfully.

Bai Yan and Su Moshi's eyes met, and there was playfulness on their faces.

Xi Luo upset and poured a glass of whiskey, and drank it down with her head raised.

She didn't come here specifically to find sex, but for nearly 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.

Therefore, Xi Luo wanted to take this opportunity tonight to test her true feelings when she saw other men.

As for the result, it's pretty fucked up.

Zong Zhan really has a different meaning to her.

Because Xi Luo knew very well that her eyes would only magnify the shortcomings of others.

Only Zong Zhan became better, more handsome, and more manly in her eyes.

Xi Luo is cunning and chic, so she lives a more transparent life than many people.

All right, there's nothing to say, she's in love with Zong Zhan.

...

On the other side, Zong Zhan was sitting in the living room of the bungalow, smoking a cigarette, the mobile phone in his hand was turned on speakerphone, and he could still hear the loud music inside.

Caller: Bai Yan.

Xi Luo probably didn't expect that Zong Zhan would 'eavesdrop' on her every word and deed in the nightclub.

Bai Xiaolong stood behind him, silently lighting a candle for Miss M.

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

Bai Yan's message comes back in seconds: Don't you know that she doesn't get drunk after a thousand cups?

Zong Zhan: Three old men can't drink a woman?

Bai Yan sneered and replied: You are a fucking dog, what good is it for me to get her drunk?

Zong Zhan: Ten field combat off-road vehicles.

Bai Yan: Waiting for delivery.

Luo, who is the chairman, knows nothing about it.

She boasted that she was full of tricks, how could she be tricked by others.

But it never occurred to him that his own people turned against him.

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

She drank half a bottle of whiskey, two beers, four cocktails, and a pitcher of watermelon juice.

But Xi Luo is still the most sober woman in the nightclub.

On the contrary, it was Bai Yan who vomited twice when he went out, and Su Mo kept belching while pinching his brows. As for Bai Xiaohu...he was drunk already.

At half past nine, 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 while holding the wine glass and drank it.

Afterwards, he called the waiter and ordered a row of depth charges and a fire-breathing Lamborghini.

Finally, after half an hour, Xi Luo was drunk.

...

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

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

Bai Yan stretched out his hand and pushed Xi Luo who was beside him to the front of the man, and said with a smell of alcohol, "Twenty cars."

Zong Zhan circled the bewildered Xi Luo with one hand, and readily agreed, "Waiting for the delivery."

They are all gentlemen, and they are quick to do things.

Zong Zhan drove Xi Luo away in person, and Bai Xiaolong, who accompanied him, could only serve as the driver temporarily, and drove the other three drunks back to the mansion.

On the way back, Zong Zhan watched the co-pilot Xi Luo from time to time. Maybe the woman in ordinary life is so perverse that she became so perverted after she got drunk.

Not noisy, just sitting quietly in the leather chair, even with his hands folded peacefully on his knees.

This is called... Contrast Meng?

Crossroads, red lights.

Zong Zhan stopped the car and looked at Xi Luo's cheek carefully, "Did you really drink too much?"

"I don't drink." Xi Luo smiled slightly, pushed his hands away and sat upright again, looking like a famous Shuyuan, "You look pretty good, have you ever met a rich woman while driving a taxi?"

Zong Zhan: "..."

Shit famous Shuyuan.

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

Xi Luo curled up her orchid fingers and covered her lips with a chuckle, very contrived, "You have a good vision, so why don't you think about it?"

Zong Zhan's handsome face darkened.

Is she really drunk or pretending to be drunk?

Xi Luo didn't hear his response, and turned her head with blurred eyes, "Have you considered it?"

"Consider, consider, what, what?"

Xi Luo's fingers climbed up the man's outline, "There is no future in driving a taxi, come with me, and my sister will support you in the future."

A fire suddenly ignited in Zong Zhan's chest, which can be described as burning with anger.

He clamped Xi Luo's chin, and his voice sank a few degrees, "You like to show mercy so much?"

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

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

He didn't believe that it was the first time Xi Luo did such a thing, but he couldn't ask too much.

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

For the rest of the journey, Zong Zhan didn't say a word, while Xi Luo leaned sideways on the back of the chair and kept pouring out words of praise to him.

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

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

Another example, "The muscles are really developed, and the legs are quite long. When the driver..."

"Shut up!"

Zong Zhan's temples were throbbing, and he couldn't concentrate on driving.

If the sober Xi Luo is a cunning fox, then the drunk woman is like a tortured fairy.

After about twenty minutes, the car finally returned to the mansion.

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

Xi Luo's cheeks were slightly drunk, and her whole body became in a trance.

After she stood still, she patted her chest and took deep breaths, her small mouth was still chattering, "It's a pity that you have such skills as a driver, you should drive a rocket."

Xi Luo got motion sickness, it was so disgusting.

Even if she loses her mind, it doesn't stop her from hating others.

Zong Zhan looked down at Xi Luo. In the night wind, the woman's hair was messed up and she smelled of alcohol. No matter how she looked at her, she couldn't find her usual dignity and elegance.

But surprisingly true.

There is no artificial smirk on her face, nor is there any sly shrewdness on her face, she mutters like a little girl who has not experienced much in the world.

Zong Zhan raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, and his eyes softened a lot. He asked her, "Xi Luo, who am I?"

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

Zong Zhan bullied himself forward, closing the distance between them virtually, "Are you sure?"

Xi Luo blinked, traced his outline with her eyes, and added two more adjectives, "a driver with a good figure and good looks."

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

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

Zong Zhan's Adam's apple rolled, and he brushed away the broken hair in front of her eyes with his index finger, "Then do you like it?"

Xi Luo grabbed his finger and nodded with a smile, "I like it. If you're single, I'll take care of you."