Beijing is a never-night city, and the neon lights are just a foil to the prosperity of this prosperous era.

Long Zhang drove the car with his left hand and rubbed his eyebrows with his right. He thought about how he saw Qian Xin leaning against Young Master Teng Jie's embrace and smiling. It had been more than three months since their wedding, but it was still reported from time to time that the grand wedding still happened yesterday.

He sighed with emotion and told himself in his heart that he needed to find his own happiness again.

When he thought of the word "happiness", a blurry green face flashed in his mind.

Recently, the night five months ago had been troubling him.

That day, he slept with a woman, but until today, he couldn't remember the woman's face. He only vaguely remembered that day, the woman cried very sadly.

At the same time …

On the overpass, a beautiful woman was holding two bottles of wine in her hands. She was facing the cool night breeze in October. She was alone on the overpass, allowing the light breeze to penetrate into her skin while drinking the white wine that pierced her throat.

The woman's name was Tang Mumu. When she named it, it was because her grandfather said that she was destined to lack wood and water. That was why she named her Mumu. She hoped that there would be no water in her life and that she would be healthy and at ease.

The wine was spicy and pungent, causing her tears to continuously flow out.

"Bastard, you care so much about whether I'm a virgin or not. Why didn't you tell me before … If you had made it clear five months ago, I would have left you without hesitation … I would have …"

Tang Mumu murmured as he fiercely gulped down another mouthful of white wine.

He drank a lot of wine, a lot …

"Eh? Nothing?" She threw the wine bottle away, feeling annoyed in her heart, and casually threw it out …

"Bang--"

Just as Long Zhang was thinking about the night five months ago, a bottle of wine was suddenly thrown over and smashed into the glass in front of his car, exploding.

His thin cherry-colored lips were pursed into a line, and the tip of his foot on the accelerator instantly changed to the brake!

F*ck! Midnight provocation?

"Pi--"

His new Spyker C8 steadily stopped.

Opening the car door, a clean, white beige shirt gracefully covered his muscular upper body. His tight, slender legs were wrapped in black trousers, and his figure was so perfect that all women couldn't help but scream.

Such a perfect man was the perfect Prince Charming in the hearts of thousands of women, one of the famous Four Young Masters of Beijing. With a distinguished family, a perfect face, and an outstanding career, he became the hottest national goddess in Beijing after Young Master Teng Jie and Gong Shaoqian got married.

At this moment, he raised his eyebrows and saw the woman walking on the side of the overpass crying in front of Qiu Feng.

She wore a white shirt with a big bow at her waist and mini shorts underneath her slender, straight legs.

Six years ago, he liked long-legged women. When he loved them, he hung them on his waist and enjoyed them. The reason he liked Qian Xin was not only because of her arrogant temperament, but also because of her figure.

The woman pulled the suitcase. Some of her thick, black and shiny hair hung down at her waist, while others fluttered backwards in the wind, forming a wanton black ocean.

Such a woman, not to mention her appearance, just her figure was enough to make many men covet her!

She was a little thin, and Long Zhang wondered if the night wind would blow her off the overpass?

This woman looked so weak, yet she actually dared to provoke him?

He took large strides and collapsed, not caring if his cool Spyker C8 would cause traffic jams if it landed on the flyover.

He blocked her path, the corners of his lips frivolous, with a contemptuous arc: "Woman, you have a lot of guts!"

Tang Mumu's pace of advancement was disrupted by the man. She raised her flushed face in displeasure and looked at the tall and handsome man in front of her. Her line of sight suddenly became blurry.

She burped and laughed in surprise, "Si Cheng, are you regretting it?"

Si Cheng, the man she remembered?

"Regret?" Long Zhang's beautiful eyebrows.

In his life, the word "regret" had only appeared on Qian Xin.

This woman in front of him was obviously drunk. She was a hateful drunkard!

He was a little unhappy and turned around to leave. If this drunkard was a man, he would definitely kick him twice. Unfortunately, this drunkard was very lucky. He never hit a woman!

"Don't leave …"

Unexpectedly, when Long Zhang took a step forward, his arm was dragged down by a force.

She hugged his arm tightly and lifted her little face, which was dyed red by the strong alcohol. Her eyes were filled with a weak haziness. Her voice was choked with sobs, her tone was low, and her expression was a little pleading, "Don't go, don't go, okay?"

Long Zhang hated women who kept pestering him the most. His thin lips gently opened, and his words were very vicious. "Woman, your ability to solicit guests is really low. Didn't you receive any formal training before cooking chickens?"

"Soliciting?" Tang Mumu's sadness paused for a moment before she shook her head and said, "I will only pull you."

"Haha." Long Zhang's throat trembled, and his deep, ambiguous voice slowly overflowed from his hooked lips. "Woman, do you want me to fuck you?"

"Fuck me?"

"Mm, I'm just going to be you." Long Zhang raised his eyebrows. Seeing that the woman who was a head and a half below him was still a little surprised, he continued to tease, "I'll go up and down. Do it fiercely."

His words were full of sarcasm and mercilessness.

Tang Mumu remembered what she saw just now. A woman and her beloved boyfriend were together …

They were very disgusting. That scumbag had almost crushed Su Jin into a bowstring that was about to rebound.

She doesn't want that! ! !

She shook her head and refused. Perhaps it was because the excitement from just now had been endured, or perhaps it was because she wanted to vent her anger. She burped and said seriously, "No! I'll fuck you!"

Yo-ho? A woman actually dared to talk to him about him?

Long Zhang dried up for five months and his blood boiled.

It had been a long time since that night five months ago that he had felt this intense!

Six years.

Five months ago, after he was mesmerized by some woman, although he still liked to play around in the Wind Moon Grounds, he didn't get close to any other woman.

He didn't want to admit that his dignified young man, the national divine dragon, had actually been fooled by a woman!

He had always had a habit of never sleeping with a different woman before he was tired of playing with her.

That was an accident, but this time, there was actually a woman who dared to openly say that she wanted to fuck him …

Haha, little courage is so fat!

The corners of his lips curved into a cruel arc. He pulled his strong arm out of her tightly hugged arm, reached out and grabbed her skirt. He lifted her to the front of the car like a chick, opened the door, and threw her directly onto the passenger seat.

He walked to the driver's seat and started the engine. The Spyker C8 brought with it its noble domineering aura, blowing strong autumn winds and flying at top speed.

The poor suitcase was forgotten on the overpass.

The car stopped in front of the villa in the Imperial City. He extinguished the fire, walked out, threw the door, opened the passenger door, and leaned his elbow against the door. He kicked Tang Mumu who was sitting on the beach.

Tang Mumu turned around in a daze. Looking at the long leg that was kicking her, she smiled and hugged him directly. She even lowered her head and rubbed his calf with her red cheeks through his trousers.

Looking at her docile and fawning appearance, the corner of Long Zhang's lips curled up slightly.

This woman gave off a feeling of weakness.

This type of woman was something he had always liked before. Later, Qian Xin's appearance made him fall in love with her unusual arrogance and tyranny.

Five months ago, that woman was not obedient, nor did she look like Qian Xin's arrogance. However, damn it, he remembered her again …

Shaking his head, he stopped himself from thinking nonsense.

In the past, the things that didn't belong to him would never appear next to him again. Then, shouldn't he also have a passionate encounter with an obedient woman?

Thinking of this, Long Zhang's expression couldn't help but become gentle, "Get out of the car."

Tang Mumu was very drunk at this moment, so how could she listen to his words? She was just instinctively hugging her own "things" and unswerving.

It seemed that only in this way could she retain the beauty that belonged to her.

The sober Tang Mumu was so strong. Although her heart ached, she still resolutely left the man she had loved for an entire year. Only after being paralyzed by alcohol could she let go of all her dignity and desperately retain her.

Long Zhang leaned against the car door and was forced to remain independent for a long time, but there was no movement from the woman in the car. The gentleness on his face slowly retreated, and his face turned cold as he abruptly retracted his leg. Unexpectedly, the woman in the car was very tough. She firmly hugged his leg and was pulled out of the car by him. She fell onto the ice-cold ground.

"It hurts." Tang Mumu's knees collided with the ground fiercely, causing her to fall in pain.

She let go of her leg that was hugging Long Zhang, wanting to rub her aching knees with her small hands.

It was as if his skin had been torn apart.

Long Zhang's purpose was very simple. He wanted to play with this woman who provoked him. Therefore, he did not have any unnecessary thoughts of playing with her. Seeing her fall to the ground, he bent down to pull her up and dragged her back to his room to play.

He grabbed Tang Mumu's arm and pulled her up from the ground. He held her in his arms and closed the car door with his other hand behind his back.

Tang Mumu looked at his face and was drunk.

The edges and corners as deep as blades were very handsome. It seemed that they were somewhat familiar …

She boldly stretched out her hand, hooked his neck, stood on tiptoe, and wanted to kiss his lips.

However, he was too tall. Tang Mumu, who was 1.68 meters tall, could not reach his beautiful lips even if she stood on tiptoe without wearing high heels.

She was a little annoyed, and did not know where the strength came from. The arm that hooked around his neck exerted strength, and with a forceful kick, her entire body hung on his body.

She seemed to find the posture somewhat laborious, so she bent her legs and hooked him.

Wahaha, this time, it's finally close to his face.

Without pausing for a moment, she smiled and imprinted her lips on his thin lips.