Jiang Bi asked Han Wangwang, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of your uncle?"
Han Wangwang's answer was subconscious. "How could I not be afraid? He saw everything!"
Jiang Bi asked another question that struck Han Wangwang straight in the heart: "What are you afraid of? We didn't do anything. Isn't that what all girls do? They hold hands and arms when they walk, and feed each other when they eat dessert. They're so affectionate, even more so than a couple."
Jiang Bi saw many girls like this, sticky and sticky.
So, what is Han Wangwang feeling guilty about?
Han Wangwang was pinned to the spot by Jiang Bi's question.
What is she guilty of?
Han Wangwang's heart was beating a little fast.
She looked up at Jiang Bi and said, "Jiang Bi, if you were a boy, I would lose my virginity for you before marriage."
Jiang Bi's gaze darkened. "Really?"
Han Wangwang turned and walked towards the motorcycle, not daring to look at Jiang Bi's expression.
What she said just now was equivalent to a confession.
Jiang Bi curled her lips and followed Han Wangwang.
Jiang Bi sat cross-legged on the bike and handed Han Wangwang a helmet. Han Wangwang put on the helmet and put his arm around Jiang Bi's slender and attractive waist.
Just as the two were about to leave, Han Wangwang noticed an ambulance rushing towards them.
A large group of people came out of the extravagant club, talking about words like "zombies", "scary", and "seeing ghosts".
"Wait a moment." Han Wangwang told Jiang Bi not to rush to drive.
Jiang Bi stopped and looked at the extravagant exit with Han Wangwang.
The club's security guards brought the injured out and put them in an ambulance. A short while later, a police car arrived and two officers went into the club to investigate.
The onlookers were still standing at the door of the club and muttering.
Han Wangwang listened for a while and roughly understood what happened in the club.
Someone suddenly lost control of their illness, grabbed their friend, and bit his face.
It was like a rabies attack.
Han Wangwang looked at Jiang Bi deeply.
In the darkness of the night, Jiang Bi had a cold expression, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked cold and indifferent.
Han Wangwang told herself that Jiang Bi had been out for so long, so this incident definitely had nothing to do with her. She just happened to be here performing and happened to encounter this incident.
"Let's go."
"Well, nothing much to see. Sit tight, I'm driving."
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On the way, passing a late-night snack shop, Han Zhan slowed down the car and asked Song Ci: "Want to have a late-night snack? There is a barbecue restaurant here."
They were originally planning to eat and drink to their heart's content in the club on an empty stomach, but something unexpected happened, disrupting their plans.
Song Ci's mind was filled with the man's bloody face that had been bitten to pieces.
She felt like vomiting, but she held it back.
I heard Han Zhan say that he wanted to have a midnight snack, or barbecue...
Song Ci suddenly slammed the car door and said to Han Zhan, "Stop!"
Han Zhan was so scared that he stopped the car immediately.
Song Ci got out of the car, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he bent over beside the car and vomited violently.
Han Zhan was stunned for a moment.
He took a bottle of water and walked out of the driver's seat, went around to the passenger seat, and fed Song Ci mineral water to rinse her mouth.
After vomiting, Song Ci returned to the car and lay on the seat like a boneless insect.
She rubbed her hungry stomach and said to Han Zhan, "Brother Han, what do you think of that man?"
"Is it rabies?"
Han Zhan shook his head. "Rabies doesn't bite. A true rabies attack is characterized by hydrophobia, fear of water, and pharyngeal muscle spasms."
"Then what's wrong with him?" Song Ci didn't believe that the man had a dementia.
This isn't a zombie movie.
Han Zhan hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's a bit like a drug."
Song Ci nodded vigorously and said, "I know there's a drug that can cause hallucinations. In the past, in the United States, someone got addicted to drugs and bit passersby."
"Well, it might be that kind. This is too scary."
Han Zhan said, "Don't be afraid, there are police to deal with them."
Han Zhan parked his car at the entrance of the community and went to an unmanned supermarket to buy some noodles, eggs and sausages.
Walking to the payment machine, he picked up a box of condoms from the shelf.
After arriving home, Han Zhan said to Song Ci, "Go take a shower."
Song Ci saw an invitation and hint in Han Zhan's eyes.
Her heart was beating slightly faster.
Do you want to come?
Song Ci stayed in the bathroom for a little longer this time.
While she was showering, she stared at the cesarean scar on her belly and the six or seven stretch marks that affected her appearance.
Song Ci frowned irritably.
Han Zhan also took a shower downstairs.
Song Ci walked out of the hair room and was about to go downstairs. When she looked down, she saw Han Zhan sitting on the sofa wearing only a bathrobe.
He was drinking water, and a Jackie Chan action movie was playing on the TV in front of him.
Hearing footsteps, Han Zhan looked upstairs.
Song Ci stood behind the railing of the duplex floor, her hair casually tied up with a rubber band, revealing her forehead and neck.
A few strands of hair hung down in front of her forehead.
Song Ci, who had just taken a bath, had a slightly red porcelain-white cheek, giving her a delicate and delicious temptation.
Han Zhan patted the sofa next to him and said to Song Ci, "Cibao, come down."
Song Ci walked down but didn't sit down.
Standing in front of Han Zhan, Song Ci took the initiative to untie the straps of her bathrobe.
Han Zhan stared at her with fiery eyes, his Adam's apple moving.
Song Ci opened his bathrobe.
She exposed herself in front of Han Zhan generously.
Han Zhan's breathing became heavy and his eyes darkened.
Just as he was about to move, Song Ci suddenly said, "I have something to say to you."
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