I had just attended the graduation dinner and said goodbye to my former classmates one by one. I stood alone at the door of the hotel waiting for the ride I had just booked.

After waiting for a few minutes, I saw a red sports car parked in front of me and kept honking its horn. I impatiently yelled at the sports car due to the smell of alcohol.

But after saying that, I regretted it. There must be some power under the rich man. It would be a trivial matter for them to ask someone to beat me up. If I meet someone with a big temper, it is not impossible to kill me secretly.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and I sobered up a lot. I hurried to the two sports cars and wanted to apologize.

But just when I was about to speak, the car window suddenly opened. I was stunned for a moment. I didn't expect that the car owner was actually a beautiful woman.

I bet that she is definitely the most beautiful woman I have seen in my more than 20 years of life, and she also has a bit of exotic charm. Her nose is extraordinarily tall, and her small mouth can reflect a little pink in the moonlight.

But the strange thing was that she was still wearing sunglasses at such a late hour. She probably had some kind of eye disease. I didn't think much about it. I just felt a little regretful that I couldn't see her eyes.

I blushed and stammered, trying to explain what I had just done and apologize deeply.

Unexpectedly, she asked me to get in the car without even looking at me, and told me that she was my ride-hailing driver.

I was stunned for a moment. I remembered that I ordered a Xiali, but why did it become a Ferrari? Was it because I was drunk and was dazzled?

Another voice came out in my mind, no matter if it is a Ferrari or a Charade, a luxury car and a beautiful woman, this is something I would never dare to dream about.

Immediately, I reached out and opened the car door. When I saw the door sliding upward, I was secretly happy. Fortunately, I had researched sports cars online, otherwise it would be really embarrassing if I couldn't open the door.

I got into the car and fastened my seat belt. But my eyes were already fixed on the two bombs on the pretty driver's chest.

This beautiful driver was wearing a red leather jacket that was the same color as the sports car, and her lower body was an ultra-short leather skirt that was as short as her thighs.

But the most prominent thing about her was the two bombs on her chest, which were bulging and felt like they were about to explode at any moment.

With the smell of alcohol, I stared blatantly for a long time. My mouth was dry and I kept swallowing saliva. Not long after the car drove, the beauty spoke again and asked me if I was hot. She was so hot.

I couldn't help but frown. If you tell me that the refrigeration system of a million-dollar luxury car is not good, I won't believe it. Is the beauty hinting at something by saying this?

Before I spoke, the beauty was waiting for a gap at the traffic light and had already half-zipped the zipper of her leather jacket. I immediately saw her black lace bra underneath and her dazzling cleavage.

My lower abdomen was already filled with evil fire, but this time there was another visual impact, which forced the evil fire into my brain. I immediately felt a warm current coming from my nose.

I touched it subconsciously and found that it was a nosebleed. I instinctively exclaimed. The beauty also turned her head and screamed in a very artificial way. She hurriedly pulled the car over to the side of the road and took a pack of tissue paper from the car.

come out.

At this moment, I really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it, and secretly cursed myself for being so worthless.

I quickly raised my head, pressed my nose with my left hand, and reached for the paper with my right hand. Because I could see the roof of the car at this time, my right hand was at the place where the beauty had just put the paper.

As a result, as soon as I grabbed my hand, I heard a scream in my ear, and the softness from my right hand already told me what happened. I quickly retracted my hand and lowered my head again.

But the nosebleeds started again, so I quickly took out two pieces of paper and stuffed them in front of my nose.

I looked at the beautiful driver with a blushing face and felt the softness in her hands. I was so embarrassed that I didn't know what to say.

When I thought about this incident again later, I found that something was very wrong. At that time, my right hand was obviously so low that it was parallel to the handbrake. How could I possibly touch the beautiful driver's area?

What surprised me even more was that the beautiful driver actually asked me: "Are you comfortable?"

I don't know if it was because I was drunk or because my brain was crazy, but I accidentally replied, "It feels good."

At this moment, the beautiful driver no longer looked shy as before, but instead puffed out her chest in a coquettish way, as if she wanted me to see it more clearly.

I urged myself in my heart not to look or not to look, but my eyes seemed to be possessed and I couldn't move them away.

The beautiful driver gave a sweet smile and continued to start the car. The car moved forward a few hundred meters and stopped again.

I looked out the window in confusion. It was a small hotel with only three floors. It looked very dilapidated. There was a sign at the door that said Diyu Hotel and several types of rooms.

Why didn't I remember there was a hotel like this on this road? Before I could react, the beautiful driver had already opened my car door.

Of course I understood what she wanted to do, but wasn't this what I had been looking forward to for a long time? I quickly got out of the car and restlessly hugged the beautiful driver's waist with my left hand.

I didn't expect that my first romantic encounter would happen like this. When I walked into the hotel, a wave of air-conditioning filled my body instantly. I shivered instinctively, thinking that the air-conditioning in this hotel was too good.

The lights in this hotel are dim yellow, which makes people who look at them feel very depressed. There is an old lady with a red face sitting at the counter, with a stiff smile on her face, wearing a large black and red cotton-padded jacket. I don’t know what she is thinking. She would rather

Wear a cotton-padded jacket and don't want to turn up the air conditioner temperature.

I smiled politely at her, but she still didn't put away her smile. She smiled and said to me again: "Here we come...be careful."

I didn't understand what she meant. Instead, the beautiful driver next to me took out a wad of money from somewhere. It looked like there were at least a hundred bills. She handed it to the old lady and told her to keep an eye on it.

I don't know what the secret words these two people are talking about, but they just feel sorry for those ten thousand yuan. How can they spend so much money to stay in such a hotel? I suddenly have the urge to snatch the money away.

But after all, it was someone else's money, so I suppressed the impulse. The old lady took the money and didn't ask us for our ID cards. She rummaged in her pocket for a long time before she pulled out a key and put it in her pocket.

on the counter.

The beautiful driver picked up the key with one hand, grabbed my hand with the other, and pulled me into the hotel. I was about to say that before I even asked for the room number, she had already pulled me to the stairs.

It's really strange. I didn't expect that this hotel has an underground floor. Through the dim light, I saw that there are several rooms underground.
Chapter completed!