Bian Xuedao didn’t care who was the boss’s wife’s enemy, he was more concerned about whether Dan Rao could return to Songjiang earlier.

In the afternoon, I was teased by Kong Weize's words, and in the evening, I was imagining the boss's sideways for a while. Bian Xuedao, who has been a virgin since his rebirth, was a little bit lustful.

When he got home, he sent a text message to Shan Rao: The young actor was hit by the strange and lustful Hehuan Slave again, hoping that the heroine would save him.

After a while, Shan Rao replied: It’s so boring to be alone in Beijing. If you can come to Beijing, I will consider what you said.

Bian Xuedao was shocked and sat up from the bed and replied: Are you saying true?

Shan Rao replied: I won’t say it twice.

Bian Xuedao replied: I will buy a plane ticket tomorrow, you can pick me up!

Shan Rao replied:...I was joking.

Bian Xuedao replied: It's too late, I have written evidence in my hand.

Shan Rao replied:...I'm sleepy, sleeping.

Bian Xuedao replied: I knew you were going to say this, wait for my phone call!

Shan Rao replied: Are you really here? Do you think of me so much?

Bian Xuedao replied: I can’t extricate myself from thinking.

Shan Rao replied: You are not using this word well, good night.

The distance water cannot save the near fire, so I put down my phone, Bian Xuedao felt that he was about to burn. He rushed into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, threw the tap water on his face, and finally calmed down a little.

He walked into the east bedroom by a stranger and lay on the bed where Shan Rao had slept. He wanted to fall asleep, but what appeared before his eyes was the woman he had tasted in his life.

People, especially men, always find it difficult to tame stubborn desires at some point, and this is how Bian Xue Tao is now.

He finally couldn't control himself anymore.

Take out some money from the study drawer and wear shoes to go out.

Bian Xuedao walked downstairs quickly. He wanted to find a taxi and let the driver pull him to a nightclub with special services. He knew that this was a necessary skill for all night taxi drivers.

I thought I would stop the car at the back door of the school, but after thinking about it, I ran out of another intersection. After a few cars, an empty car came over and opened the door and got on the bus.

The driver asked, "Hello, where are you going?"

Bian Xuedao said: "Take me to a high-quality and safe nightclub."

The driver was stunned, "Brother, it's really not that I won't take you there. The driver of this car is sick. I'm driving for my brother-in-law. Today is the next day. I know a few bathhouses. What you said is high quality and safe, I really don't know."

Bian Xuedao was speechless: "Let's park the car."

The driver was a little embarrassed and said while slowing down, "Why, I'll ask you on the fleet radio station? Our fleet has a lot of people, so other drivers will definitely know."

After hearing this, Bian Xuedao was both funny and helpless, and his forehead was so thrusting.

I thought to myself what this means? I want to say on the convoy radio station: There is a person in my car who is anxious and doesn’t know where, so everyone gives me some advice? Damn, there are still questions about this? Why don’t you ask a speaker in the middle of the road? If you encounter such a second-hand driver, if the convoy radio station can’t ask, would you still have to call the traffic radio station? Ask 114?

I didn't notice just now, the "Emotional Night Talk" column of the Traffic Radio Station was broadcasting in the car. Now the advertising time just happened to enter, and a tempting female voice came out: Friend, do you want the golden gun to fail? Friend, do you want to find your heroic spirit? Friend, do you want women to be unable to live without you?... The secret magic medicine passed down from ancestors... Ensure that it will work in one week, be stable in two weeks, and be proud of your peers for three weeks... Please call...

Bian Xuedao pressed his voice and said, "Don't worry, I'll give you money, I'll get off the bus in front."

Standing on the side of the road, Xuedao took a careful look at the taxi license plate just now, thinking why did you meet such a top-notch? Are you worried that you are fishing and enforcing the law? No, you can't catch fish like this!

Before the fire broke out, I stood by the road and continued to stop the car.

The driver of the second car was an old man. When he heard Bian Xuedao's request, he immediately became interested. He seemed to have met a brother who had been separated for many years. "Brother, you can get in my car and count it. I have been in this business for more than ten years, so I will definitely bring you a good place."

After the driver finished speaking, he thought of something and said, "That's, money..."

Bian Xuedao looked at the road and said, "Enough!"

The driver curled his lips and thought to himself: He said it very tough. Judging from his age, he had just received his salary. If he was a real rich second generation, who would be a woman around him? He wouldn't say that he wouldn't be able to tell the story of a girl in the golden house. It would be a perfect time to call him and call him. He would have to come out in the middle of the night?

No matter how much you think about it, you must do business, especially in this kind of business. People who take a taxi are usually embarrassed to say that they are going to take a detour. They can do whatever they want. Anyway, just go to the place.

The driver felt that he could not be so quiet, so he had to say something to divert the passenger's attention, otherwise it would be easy to see that he had detoured.

The driver said, "Brother, it seems that you are not very familiar with this. Tell you some tips. Don't choose the appearance too much. You should also consider the most affordable figure. But you generally don't know exactly what you want. You must wash it, take a look, smell it, and bring a T-shirt, which is the first priority."

Seeing that Bian Xuedao did not answer, the driver continued to speak on his own.

"Also, pay attention to the pockets that are loading money. I have pulled a few passengers before, but the wallet thickness was touched. I have added a few more tricks during service, but I almost didn't come out..."

"Also, don't let them lead. They are all professional. As long as they are on top and use a few kung fu, the iron man will have to take his gun..."

When he saw Bian Xuedao, he still didn't say anything. The driver began to change the topic, saying that a female wealthy girl from Dongguan whom a friend knew, said that a female college student who was kept at Songjiang University after being rich, and said that a young woman who was wandering on the road in the second half of the night every day...

"I told you that I have been sitting in the passenger seat of you several times. In the second half of the night, she was so beautiful and so tired. She felt sleepy when she got on the bus. The heavy perfume on her body was not covered with the fishy smell. I smelled it when I sat here. You said she wouldn't wash it and then come out, so why would she save water for the hotel..."

The driver continued to talk nonstop, occasionally picking up the walkie-talkie and interjecting a sentence with the driver of the fleet.

The old driver, who was studying Taoism, calculated how many roads the brother had gone by. Just when he was about to bear it, he arrived at the place. It seemed very high-end, but he should have stopped working in a few years, because he walked through this section of the road while driving in the past life and did not see this club.

Bian Xuedao opened a room at the front desk and suddenly realized that he had never done this in his two lives. I don’t know what to say, but he was very calm. He believed that since the driver sent him here, there would definitely be service. So before leaving, he said to the front desk: "I'm here for the first time."

After hearing this, the front desk said with a smile: "Sir, you go back to your room first and call you later."

Lying in a strange room and a strange bed, Bai Xuedao's desire suddenly faded a lot. He turned on all the lights that could be turned on in the room, turned on the TV, took out a bottle of drink from the cabinet, and lay on the bed bored to change the table.

After a while, the phone rang and a female voice came from inside: "Sir, is it your call for service?"

"Um."

"Okay, you wait."

The phone hung up.

Bian Xuedao turned down the volume of the TV and leaned lazily against the head of the bed.

Someone knocked on the door!

Bian Xuedao stood up and opened the door. Outside the door was a woman in a black dress with her shoulder-length hair and a bag. She was a little cold and beautiful, and she couldn't tell she was in this industry at all.

Seeing Bian Xuedao looking at her, after a few seconds, he asked Bian Xuedao: "Sir, can I go in?"

Bian Xuedao gave up his way out of the aisle and turned around and closed the door.

The woman put down her bag and negotiated the price with Bian Xuedao. She asked Bian Xuedao: "Sir, do you wash first or I wash first?"

Bian Xuedao said: "You first."

The woman didn't talk nonsense, stood in front of the bed and started taking off her clothes, and she had a very good figure. She took out a bottle of washing liquid from her bag, and the woman entered the bathroom. After a while, the sound of water came from inside.

The woman washed and walked out, "Sir, go and wash."

When Bian Xuedao came out of the bathroom, the woman was leaning against the bedside and watching TV intently. When she saw Bian Xuedao's strong body, she first admired her eyes, then felt a hint of worry.

Bian Xuedao asked: "Can you massage?"

The woman said, "You know a little."

Bian Xuedao lay on the bed: "Press me."

The woman loosened the quilt on her body, sat on Bian Xuedao's thighs, and helped him massage his shoulders and then his back.

In fact, women are not professional at all.

Bian Xuedao changed his mind.

After the woman's massage came to an end, Bian Xuedao took out the money from his wallet and handed it to the woman, "That's it, you go."

The woman counted the money and said happily: "Thank you sir." Then she took out a pen and note book from her bag, wrote a set of numbers, and handed it to Bian Xuedao: "Sir, this is my number. If you need to contact me directly, you can go to the door for service."

Bian Xuedao took the note and did not comment.

After the woman left, Bian Xuedao went to take a shower again, lay on the bed and looked at the notes in her hand, and placed them under the phone.

It's better to leave it to those who are destined to be.
Chapter completed!