The hands pointed to three o'clock in the morning.
Night enveloped the entire port city, and was cut off at the horizon when it was touched by the soft misty yellow light of the street lamps.
The brightly lit streets were now deserted.
Only a luxury Cullinan on the side of the road was swaying up and down rhythmically.
The car body is outlined with smooth lines by the lights, and every time it moves, the sound of the tires being squeezed creates a crack in the silent night scene.
It's not hard to tell that the people in the car are doing something shameful.
Desire and chaos were all surging in this empty street, captured completely by the mobile phone camera in Su Fanxing's hand.
There was a mischievous look on her lips, and her slender fingertips lightly stroked——
Soon, a message indicating that the video was sent successfully popped up on the phone interface.
Chu Nan, the prince of Xingyao Entertainment, traveled thousands of miles to show his support and had sex in the car with an 18th-tier female model.
Hot search reservation.
Thinking of the bloody storm on tomorrow's headlines, Su Fanxing pursed her lips slightly, narrowed her drunken peach blossom eyes, unable to hide the mockery in them.
Deep in the depths of his eyes, the license plate was illuminated by the light as the car swayed slightly, making it particularly dazzling.
【Hong Kong A-fx520】——I love you, stars.
It's so ironic and disgusting.
They had been dating for less than three months when he left the drinking party to fool around with someone else.
The cheap and hypocritical love that men talk about is really ridiculous.
A deep winter wind blew past.
Su Fanxing shivered, and the thin hem of her skirt was blown around her legs.
The biting cold made the confusion in his eyes dissipate a little.
Even her coat was left at the party. It seemed that she drank too much today.
“Click.”
In the darkness of the night, there was an imperceptible snapping sound.
It's the sound of a lighter igniting.
Su Fanxing heard it clearly, but her eyelashes trembled slightly and she remained calm.
She was just following the entertainment reporters. After a few years of debut, she was already used to it.
She has enough negative news anyway, so a little bit more won't make a difference.
She rubbed her arms, which were numb from the cold, and turned around. A black Bugatti, hidden in the darkness, appeared in her peripheral vision.
The lights became a dividing line, separating her and the car into two worlds.
The steps that were about to leave froze in place, and the heart suddenly stopped.
As far as she knew, the only person who would drive this limited edition all-black sports car around the city was...
Recently, there have been rumors that the living devil of Beijing, Zhou Moshi, has come to Hong Kong City to make a lot of big moves.
Su Fanxing raised her lips coldly, as if smiling.
She had just heard this name from the Su family this morning: the second sister, Su Luoyue's marriage partner.
She was cuckolded openly, and was treated as a joke by this man who was in cahoots with the Su family for a long time.
Do you think Su Fanxing is an opera singer?
New and old grudges surged into her heart. She gritted her teeth and pinched her palms so hard that they hurt.
With almost no hesitation, she reached out, swept her long curly hair that was blown messily by the wind behind her head, turned around and walked towards the black sports car.
When she reached the car, she rested her elbows naturally on the window frame.
Only then did she begin to examine the man's face in front of her.
Unlike her being naked under the streetlight.
Zhou Moshi leaned back lazily on the driver's seat, his entire body hidden in the shadows.
His fingertips were skillfully playing with a metal object. Su Fanxing recognized it as a valuable lighter.
With a "click", the fire was ignited.
Su Fanxing saw him clearly.
A cigarette was dangling from his thin lips, and his delicate and tall nose cast a perfect shadow on his profile.
The narrow fox eyes glanced sideways in her direction for a moment.
Their eyes met.
Su Fanxing heard the sound of restless heartbeats resounding through the sky in the silent night.
It's her own.
The fire died, but the man's face remained etched in her mind. The teardrop mole at the corner of his eye added a touch of demonic wickedness to his murderous aura.
It is of the highest quality.
Su Fanxing pursed her lips and swallowed the rebuke, and her arrogance instantly subsided.
Her nose was filled with the smell of tobacco, but she didn't find it disgusting.
His brows were furrowed, full of random thoughts.
Su Luoyue is lucky to have such a monster.
With the intoxication rising and the beauty alluring, Su Fanxing came up with a plan.
Her red lips curled up into a flamboyant smile, and she pointed her finger at the Cullinan in front that was still swaying.
When she spoke, she spoke in fluent Mandarin: "Let's play a game, do you dare?"
The long curly hair was tangled around her slender neck. The warm yellow light from above fell on her long eyelashes, and the shadow stretched and shortened slightly with her eyelashes.
The porcelain-white shoulders are full of charm, and the peach blossom eyes are full of mist.
"Bump into me, and I'll be yours tonight."
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