Song Jiahe noticed a strange smell in the wine and immediately spit it out.
But I didn't expect that just a little bit of it was in my mouth, and my body still felt uncomfortable.
She quickly found an excuse to leave the venue. When she saw Duan Xiaobai was about to get in the car, she quickly stepped in and said, "Shh, Mr. Duan, help me, take me away."
But as soon as she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong with Duan Xiaobai.
His body was hot and his voice was hoarse.
Ta da, da da.
The sound of high heels came from far and near.
Song Jiahe quickly deduced that a woman should be targeting Duan Xiaobai and chased him here.
After all, many women covet Duan Xiaobai's status.
Song Jiahe stretched out his hand and pulled off Duan Xiao Bai, trying to push his head down to avoid being seen by the woman.
Who would have thought that after such a tug, Duan Xiaobai would lie completely on top of her, with the seat tilted back.
"Who are you?" Duan Xiaobai looked at the woman in front of him in confusion, using his big palms to explore the woman's figure instinctively.
"So soft."
Song Jiahe's eyes tightened, and he directly raised his foot and kicked the person down. Duan Xiaobai leaned back, hit his head on the steering wheel, and fainted.
Song Jiahe rolled his eyes unhappily: "Trouble."
She called her bodyguard.
Half an hour later, the bodyguards came to help and drove the car back to Song's house.
The bodyguards carried Duan Xiaobai to Song Jiahe's bathroom and helped him change clothes.
On the way, Song Jiahe couldn't help but vomited all over him.
The next day, Duan Xiaobai woke up from Song Jiahe's bed in a daze. He immediately crossed his hands and pressed the two small red spots on his chest, and looked nervously at Song Jiahe who came out of the bathroom.
"Who are you? What did you do to me last night?"
Song Jiahe rolled his eyes: "I should ask, what did you do to me last night?"
Duan Xiaobai's short memory returned.
He remembered that the other person seemed to be running away from someone at the time and hid in his car to ask for help. Then he threw the other person down like a beast and touched the other person's area and said it was soft.
Duan Xiaobai swallowed: "You...what do you want? Say it first, I don't have money."
Hearing these words, Song Jiahe felt a little unhappy and was about to have a fit.
Duan Xiaobai also noticed something was wrong and quickly changed his words: "Then... nothing happened after that? I can't remember it."
"The time is too short, naturally I can't remember it." Song Jiahe rolled his eyes, planning to tease Duan Xiao Bai in return for his displeasure.
Duan Xiaobai frowned, looked down subconsciously, and muttered to himself.
"No, even if it's the first time, I won't be that bad, right? It's so short that I can't remember it?"
"Yes." Song Jiahe nodded seriously, "The human body will delete those embarrassing memories out of self-esteem or self-protection."
After saying that, she patted Duan Xiaobai on the shoulder with emotion: "It's okay, the fish has seven seconds of memory, and you have eight seconds, which is already amazing."
"Eight...eight seconds!" Duan Xiaobai was depressed, "No...that's not it! There's always eight minutes!"
Song Jiahe sighed: "Oh, it's okay, we are all adults, I won't tell anyone."
With that said, Song Jiahe pretended to be experienced and took out a red envelope from the drawer and put two hundred and fifty in it in front of Duan Xiaobai.
"Here, I'll give this to you for the opening fee."
I thought Duan Xiaobai would not take it. After all, Song Jiahe knew how insulting it was.
Who knew that Duan Xiaobai accepted it with peace of mind, and then asked: "Is the opening fee so small? Shouldn't it be 25,000?"
Song Jiahe laughed angrily: "It's a good idea. With your eight-second technique, it's not bad if I don't give you twenty-five."
Hearing "eight seconds", Duan Xiaobai's face froze again: "Who...what you said is so hurtful. The splendor of fireworks does not lie in their shortness, but in their breathtaking beauty. Although I...
.....Although it only lasts eight seconds, it still gives you happiness."
"Pfft~" Song Jiahe looked at him in surprise, "The problem is that I haven't felt it at all, it's gone! I thought you were starting..."
Duan Xiaobai felt a pain in his heart, groaned, and looked at Song Jiahe with a hurt look on his face: "Is this your home? I'm so sad, can you include breakfast? I don't choose, ordinary 5a bird's nests are also fine.
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Song Jiahe:......
She seemed to have mistakenly underestimated how shameless this man was.
Feeling that he was going a little too far, Duan Xiaobai added: "3a Yanzhan is also acceptable."
"roll!"
"Okay."
After taking two steps, Duan Xiaobai felt a slight discomfort in his crotch.
He turned to look at Song Jiahe seriously and asked her for advice: "Um...does it hurt the first time for men? Are all women who don't feel pain?"
Song Jiahe remembered that he kicked him last night:...
"Perhaps you are gifted and have a different structure than others?"
Duan Xiaobai thought about these words seriously, nodded in approval, and heard Song Jiahe's words full of disgust.
"Otherwise it wouldn't have lasted eight seconds."
"Ouch~" Duan Xiaobai walked away with a hurt look on his face.
I locked myself in my room and was depressed for a day.
In the evening, he couldn't help but invite Lu Xun and Yuan Shen to the imperial box.
Lu Xun stepped into the box, made sure that Duan Xiaobai was inside, and raised his eyebrows: I had been looking for you all night last night, wanting to feed you to the dogs, and now you came to the door yourself?
Before he could say anything, Duan Xiaobai rushed over and hugged Lu Xun.