The bars in Shanghai are indeed a little more lively than Jinling, and there are really many beautiful girls. In short, there are several girls who are more beautiful than Miss Yang, and there are many more than nine points, but these are all the effects of flashlights and makeup. The only thing that is interesting is their figures, all of them with long legs.

Ms. Yang was still afraid of being recognized here, but Zhou Yuwen always felt that no one would pay attention to her. The people here were having fun and were noisy and quarrels there.

Miss Yang seemed to like the environment here very much, so she pulled Zhou Yuwen to open a booth in the bar, drank a little wine and took Zhou Yuwen up and shook it.

This time, Zhou Yuwen simply took Miss Yang out to play. He was not interested in the bar. After entering the dance floor, he could only say that he was protecting Miss Yang from being taken advantage of by others.

As soon as Miss Yang arrived at the dance floor, she got crazy again, jumping and dancing there. She was wearing black clothes, wearing long legs and long boots, and dancing there against Zhou Yuwen.

To be honest, the two of them had danced once before and almost broke through their relationship. This time Zhou Yuwen must pay attention, and Miss Yang also cared about it. So although the two were intimate this time, they were not as ambiguous as last time. The dim lights and exciting music were the only thing that remained unchanged was that both of them remained rational, but they could not help but think of the danced that night.

There were many people on the dance floor, and it was inevitable that there would be bumps and bumps. Someone from behind squeezed Ms. Yang, and Ms. Yang fell into Zhou Yuwen's arms. The two of them looked at each other and their faces were very close. As they looked at each other, they couldn't help but remembered the last kiss, and then they couldn't help but start to get closer.

But at the last moment, he didn't kiss him. Zhou Yuwen kept his sanity. He pressed into Miss Yang's ear and said, "Sister Mi, it's almost done, go back."

Miss Yang's face was flushed, and she felt a little embarrassed. She had never thought about rejecting Zhou Yuwen just now.

The two of them played in the bar until after two o'clock in the morning. Zhou Yuwen drove Miss Yang to the place where she lived. When she arrived at the place, the blush on Miss Yang's face had not yet dissipated. She was taking care of her hair in the passenger seat. She was wearing black. Whether it was a black sweatshirt or a black boot, the only white place was the thighs between the boots and the sweatshirt, which were white and slender.

"You've arrived, I'll lend me the car back and I'll give it to you tomorrow." Zhou Yuwen said lightly in the driver's seat.

Miss Yang thought for a while and said, "Why don't you go up and sit down?"

"Forget it, it's inconvenient." Zhou Yuwen replied.

"What are you doing? Are you afraid that I will eat you?" Miss Yang said with a chuckling, her lipstick-skinned mouth looks particularly beautiful.

Zhou Yuwen was silent for a moment and said, "Why didn't you say goodbye that time before?"

I originally wanted to tease Zhou Yuwen, but after hearing this, Miss Yang's face couldn't help but feel a little bad. She put away the teasing intentions and said lightly while playing with her hair: "I'm too busy to rush to notice."

Zhou Yuwen nodded and looked out the window: "Actually, to be honest, Sister Mi, I am just an ordinary person. I never thought I would become friends with you, nor would I have such a good relationship with you. If this were the ones I used to, I would never dare to think about it."

"You are not ordinary. You probably have more money in your hands now than me." said Ms. Yang.

"Those are all false, and the valuation is never real money. You are better than me. I am lucky. It is hard to say wherever I can go in the future, but I think you will succeed." Zhou Yuwen said.

"Who knows this?" Miss Yang ignored this and sat in the passenger seat, crossed her legs, and put one of the legs in long boots on the other.

"You just think I look bright and beautiful on the surface, but you don't know how tired I am. It's not easy for a girl to want to be in society." Miss Yang sighed and said.

"I borrow your shoulder and lean on it." For some reason, Miss Yang suddenly thought of something and leaned on Zhou Yuwen's shoulder.

Zhou Yuwen didn't say anything, just watching the time pass by bit by bit, Miss Yang leaned on Zhou Yuwen's shoulder and talked about her own affairs.

She simply told the story of what she had said without saying goodbye that day. She said she felt that if she didn't leave, what would happen to Zhou Yuwen if she didn't leave.

"I feel that you have an unpredictable sense of mystery. This sense of mystery is a fatal attraction to women. I can't refuse you at all, but you and I will not have any result. I am afraid of hurting you." said Ms. Yang.

Zhou Yuwen didn't say anything, and Miss Yang continued to talk about her own affairs there. She asked Zhou Yuwen if she didn't leave that day, would Zhou Yuwen sleep with her?

"I don't know." Zhou Yuwen said.

"If I were asked to go upstairs now, would you go upstairs with me?" Ms. Yang continued to ask.

Zhou Yuwen glanced at Miss Yang: "Will you let me go upstairs?"

"I can't say it." Miss Yang looked straight ahead and suddenly thought of something. She took out a box of women's cigarettes from the car, opened it, and skillfully found the lighter, drew it into her cherry mouth, fired it up, took a deep breath into her lungs, and then a stream of white smoke emerged.

The car suddenly had smoke lingering.

Miss Yang opened the car window, and put a slim hand with nails on it, holding a cigarette on the car window. She looked out the window and said lightly: "I'm so lonely."

If Zhou Yuwen did not appear, Miss Yang might just be a strong woman like her previous life. She silently endured loneliness every night. It is true that she has a boyfriend, but the relationship with her boyfriend may only remain on the surface. Both of them have their own jobs, so how can they have feelings? Most days and nights, Miss Yang is lonely.

She actually didn't like Zhou Yuwen very much. She also knew that it was impossible to have anything to do with Zhou Yuwen. The two had too much difference in identities. The occurrence of mistakes would only make them strangers. However, when she remembered what happened that night, Ms. Yang felt a little regretful, thinking about what would happen if it happened that night?

It happened, and nothing seemed wrong.

After all, life is short and enjoying timely, let alone Miss Yang's body that night was very sensible.

One night afterwards, Ms. Yang thought about what would happen if she didn't leave that day. Perhaps Zhou Yuwen would possess herself domineeringly, but it seemed like a good thing to have something to do with a man who was smaller and wilder than her.

The night afterwards, Ms. Yang sat alone in front of the windowsill smoking. She was wearing a high-end nightgown, and the hem of the nightgown was only at her thighs. Ms. Yang was smoking elegantly, looking out the window, thinking about what would happen if Zhou Yuwen was not rejected that time. Her little hand with red nail polish stroked her fair thighs. She closed her eyes slightly, and felt that Zhou Yuwen was touching herself.
Chapter completed!