Chapter 86 Attorney Nan, are you satisfied with last night?
"Pfft..." Song Che looked at this 'serious' woman and suddenly couldn't help but laugh.
Nan Xia glared at him angrily. If it weren't for his police uniform, she wouldn't have given him any face! This man is just too damn annoying!
Were you just making fun of me?
"Is he a legitimate masseur?" Song Yanzhi said in a deep voice, then grabbed her and moved her to the side bedroom, throwing her onto the bed. He then deliberately called for the male prostitutes outside.
"Come here, give her a massage!"
Seeing the man's fierce expression, the male model trembled as he got up from the ground and, not daring to disobey, went over to him.
"Really? Do you really want to press it?"
"Go away!" Song Yanzhi angrily slapped the back of his head.
The male model glanced at him, nearly scared out of his wits, and shakily walked to the bedside—
Nan Xia calmly crossed her legs, leaned back, and braced herself on the bed with both hands. Ignoring the man, she glanced at the male model with a smile, and rubbed the tip of her black leather shoe back and forth on his stomach...
He deliberately called out to him, "Come here and give me a massage..."
The male model looked at her wearing a black suit skirt, her long, straight, and slender legs in black stockings, and her long, straight hair draped loosely, exuding a strong sense of uniform allure.
I swallowed my saliva without realizing it.
Seeing her flirting with another man right in front of him, Song Yanzhi's eyes practically shot out daggers.
The chilling aura emanating from him was like that of a ferocious beast bursting from its cage.
Nan Xia, however, was not afraid and even challenged him provocatively, "Attorney Song, aren't you going to leave? Do you want to watch?"
What? Who's afraid of who?
So she really wants to be slept with by men? Song Yanzhi's back teeth were practically grinding to powder as he kicked this stubborn duck: "Get lost...!"
The male model was kicked to the ground. Seeing the two people, one cold and one fiery, he was so scared he almost peed himself. He scrambled out the door.
Song Yanzhi closed the bedroom door, locked it, grabbed the woman from beside the bed, and took her to the bathroom. He was determined to 'kill' her tonight.
Nanxia's chest heaved heavily.
She stared blankly at the angry man, now somewhat afraid of him.
But she forced herself to remain calm. Damn it, if he forces himself on her, she might as well force herself on him!
A strong hand and the upper hand are her style!
She suddenly pushed him against the wall, stood on tiptoe, and forcefully kissed him, grabbing his snow-white shirt with both hands. Suddenly, with a 'rip!', the buttons popped off and fell to the ground.
Her hand was still caressing his chest—
With his other hand, he turned on the showerhead, and a fine stream of cold water gushed out, quickly soaking the two of them.
Song Yanzhi was stunned. What was her reaction?
Shouldn't I be the one to deal with her?
How did it become her cleaning herself up?
His face darkened, and he suddenly turned her around, pinning her against the wall. He began to bite her angrily while tearing off her clothes!
"Sizzle—sizzle—"
Nan Xia frowned, trying to suppress him, but she was no match for his strength.
He bit her so badly she could barely breathe, and his white shirt and black skirt were torn off and thrown on the ground.
What? You think he's the only one who can tear things apart?
She grabbed his belt, pressed the snap, pulled it out, and threw it against the opposite wall, venting her dissatisfaction with him.
If he hadn't ruined his revenge plan, he wouldn't have found him a gigolo. The gigolo didn't manage to sleep with him, and he got angry instead.
Enraged, she slapped him on the chest: "Smack!!!"
Song Yanzhi paused for a moment, frowned, and suddenly got on the highway—starting directly in third gear, without any fancy maneuvers.
"You bastard..." Nan Xia frowned angrily and shouted, "You get the hell out of here and lie down, I'm going to teach you a lesson!"
Song Yanzhi ignored her.
Song Che, who was waiting outside to continue watching the show, was all smiles just a second ago.
The next second after hearing their ambiguous voices: No, not at all.
The clown was actually me; another day of being fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).
I can't stay here any longer.
It ended after more than an hour.
Song Yanzhi was about to shower when Nan Xia, exhausted, leaned against the wall with her arms crossed. Seeing that he couldn't possibly do it again immediately, she took the opportunity to laugh mockingly at him:
"Ha...is that all you've got?"
"I thought you were something special, but you're nothing special after all. I'm leaving. It's so boring. You're not even as good as the men in the nightclubs."
She finished speaking with a smile and prepared to go home, but after taking only two steps, she was suddenly pulled back by his handsome, stern face!
Song Yanzhi held her tightly in his arms, then nibbled on her lips. Soon, he was about to pull her onto the highway again!
Nanxia was startled by his speed. She pushed him, then pushed him harder, on the verge of tears—
How is that possible?
My mouth is really asking for trouble!
Why not go outside, put on some clothes, and then mock him?
She couldn't push him away no matter what she did, and getting annoyed, she bit his lip. "Damn it, tonight it's either you or me! Get on the bed, I'm going to teach you a lesson!"
The following morning.
Several alarm clocks failed to wake Nanxia.
Their respective assistants made several calls, but neither of them answered. It was already past 10 a.m., and they were still asleep in bed.
It's clear that he was really tired last night.
"Ring ring—" Song Yanzhi's phone rang again. He frowned, his face darkening slightly. He finally woke up this time. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his ex-girlfriend who had insisted on lying on top of him last night and sleeping on his back.
The intense moments we shared last night flashed through my mind.
She's such a stubborn person who never gives up!
He didn't push her down, but reached for his phone, glanced at it, and answered with a hoarse, indifferent voice:
"Hey, what's up?"
"Attorney Song, a client made an appointment with you this morning. He's been waiting at the law firm for almost an hour. When would you like to arrive?"
Lin Yi said anxiously, "It's really strange. I overheard Nan Xia's assistant saying that the woman also had a client appointment this morning, but no one answered the phone."
Why can't she and Lawyer Song be contacted at the same time?
"Okay, I'll be there soon." Song Yanzhi said and hung up the phone.
Nanxia was woken up by him. She opened her eyes and saw that she was still on top of him. She was satisfied, but her whole body ached as if she had been run over.
That bastard—
She forced herself to roll off him, not wanting to talk to him. She wrapped herself in a thin blanket and got out of bed, her legs trembling as soon as she stood on the ground.
"Attorney Nan, are you satisfied with last night?"
Song Yanzhi sat up in bed, a smirk playing on his lips as he asked, grabbing the blanket covering her and pulling it all over to cover his body.
He picked up another cigarette from the bedside table, took one out, lazily put it in his mouth, flicked the lighter, took a deep drag, and exhaled swirling smoke.
Nan Xia looked down at her naked body, covered in suggestive marks. She covered her chest with one hand and pulled the blanket over herself with the other to hide her body.
"I'm not satisfied. What's the point of taking so long if the technique isn't good enough!"
After she finished speaking with a cold snort, she suddenly grabbed the blanket and went to the wardrobe—
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