Even though Ding Ning has seen many stunning beauties in the world, he has to admit that this girl does have the talent for narcissism.

She is like the noble and elegant Snow White, making people fall in love with her, eclipsing the dazzling sexy girls and quiet girls around her.

If her flat chest were ignored, Ding Ning would give her a score of over ninety points.

Although the size of her breasts is a bit appalling, Ding Ning has to admit that she is still a super delicate and beautiful little loli.

"Hello, handsome boy, we meet again."

Ding Ning did not expect that the first person to come up and greet him would be the girl with shawl hair who looked the quietest and shyest.

If she hadn't come with the narcissistic girl, Ding Ning might not have been able to remember where he had seen her.

"Hello!"

Ding Ning smiled at her implicitly, but secretly glanced at Wu Xian, who was blushing, and secretly sighed in his heart, hoping that there would be no more bloody dramas where the woman his brother liked pursued him.

But seeing Song Xiaoyu's eyes sparkling with stars, and her face looking like a nymphomaniac, she was really afraid of something.

"Do you remember me?"

Zhao Jingjing's weird big eyes rolled around, she took a step forward, stood in front of Song Xiaoyu, separated her affectionate eyes, and stared at Ding Ning with a smile and asked.

Ding Ning shrugged and twitched the corners of his mouth: "I don't have Alzheimer's disease yet, narcissistic woman."

Zhao Jingjing didn't take it seriously at all, and took a step forward naturally, holding his arm, laughing, and said in a cooing voice: "I misunderstood you last time, don't laugh at me."

Ding Ning's tailbone went numb, she shivered all over, and got goosebumps all over her body. He broke away from her arm angrily: "Straighten your tongue before you speak."

"This is how people usually talk!"

Zhao Jingjing's voice is actually very nice, waxy, and has a soft-spoken Wu style.

But coupled with the babble, Ding Ning couldn't bear it. She rolled her eyes with disgust: "Stop pretending, you really thought I didn't remember what you said that day."

"Hehe, brother Ding Ning, you can't do this to others, they will be unhappy."

Zhao Jingjing was like a gummy candy that couldn't be shaken off, and she held Ding Ning's arm again with an innocent look on her face.

Ding Ningyang sighed, with a hopeless expression on his face, "Girl, it seems we are not familiar with each other."

"Brother Ding Ning, I am Jingjing."

Zhao Jingjing smiled so sweetly and told herself about her family background.

Ding Ning frowned: "Jingjing? Do we know each other?"

"We know each other!" Zhao Jingjing nodded as if she was pounding garlic.

"When? Why don't I remember?" Ding Ning looked confused.

"Two days ago, it was in the library!"

Zhao Jingjing said confidently, with a sly smile on her lips. It seemed that her brother had not told him her name, so that would be easy.

Ding Ning had a black line on his head: "%#@&￥￥#%"

He wanted to break free from her hand, but found that the girl was holding his arm tightly with both hands, as if she was hanging on him, and would not let go.

Ding Ning had never seen such a thick-skinned girl, who didn't even have breasts. How could she have the courage to hug her so tightly?

"Don't stand here, please come inside quickly!"

Zhang Haifeng saw that there was something wrong with this painting style and quickly invited everyone in.

Wu Xian secretly glanced at Song Xiaoyu, who had a small mouth pouted and a resentful look on his face, and felt sad for him.

After they sat down respectively, although Zhao Jingjing sat shamelessly next to Ding Ning, she finally stopped holding his arm, which made Ding Ning breathe a sigh of relief.

Although this girl has breasts but not breasts and a butt but not a butt, she is a pretty and outrageous little loli after all. Faced with her unlimited coquettishness, Ding Ning felt exhausted.

Especially when he discovered that both Song Xiaoyu and Liu Wenjing were ogling him intentionally or unintentionally, he felt even more anxious and secretly regretted participating in this social event.

Zhang Haifeng and Wu Xianru were in mourning. These three golden flowers were obviously coming for Ding Ning. This made them extremely depressed. If they had known it, they would not have let Ding Ning come.

The atmosphere at the wine table became extremely strange and awkward. It wasn't until Zhang Haifeng forced a smile and drank two glasses of wine. After three drinks, Liu Wenjing's face turned red and she started drinking with Zhang Haifeng, and the atmosphere became lively.

Wu Xian, who was silent, became excited after Song Xiaoyu looked at him and gently praised him, "I saw you and Gu Qianyun clashing that day, you were very brave."

Ding Ning was dumbfounded as he looked at this guy who couldn't kick out a stuffy guy. He suddenly became eloquent and talked eloquently. The jokes on the Internet came one after another, making Song Xiaoyu purse her lips and laugh non-stop.

I couldn't help but sigh to myself, as expected of a computer major, the jokes on the Internet came casually, and the nickname Zhang Haifeng gave him as a "sultry man" really didn't do him any injustice.

Ding Ning usually doesn't like to talk much, so he rarely participates in such occasions where strangers are present. He just doesn't like the embarrassing situation of being relatively silent.

Fortunately, the three girls are very lively and can make jokes. In addition, the talkative Zhang Haifeng and the steroid-like Wu Xian constantly adjusted the atmosphere, and the meal turned out to be a happy one by the end.

They all have a feeling of unfinished business.

After having had enough wine and food, Zhang Haifeng, with a sway in his step, imitated a gentleman and bowed to invite the three beautiful ladies to show off their singing voices.

The three girls didn't have enough fun, so they just acted a little reserved and agreed to the invitation, which made Wu Xian overjoyed when he saw the light of day.

At Jazz KTV, Zhang Haifeng, who was already drunk, acted like a host and boldly asked for the top-notch luxury box.

Beer, fruit plate, desserts, and snacks were poured up like a running table. Ding Ning couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that he had to pay for it by himself again tonight. The cost of these beers and snacks alone was not worth 10,000 yuan.

But if the brother is happy, he will not let him down. He will quietly settle the bill on the pretext of going to the toilet.

"Hey, why did you run out?"

Ding Ning was standing on the aisle and had just lit a cigarette when Zhao Jingjing appeared behind him like a ghost.

Seeing the blush on her delicate face due to drunkenness, her drowsy eyes, and her pink lips as delicate as rose petals, Ding Ning's heart suddenly throbbed, what a beautiful girl.

"It's too stuffy in there. Let's smoke a cigarette to get some fresh air."

"Give me one!"

Zhao Jingjing staggered and threw herself into Ding Ning's arms, one hand around his waist, and the other unobtrusively inserted into Ding Ning's pants pocket to touch a cigarette.

Ding Ning is so embarrassed, girl, the cigarette is in your shirt pocket, and you touch your pants pocket...then what are you doing in there? You still hold on to it, that's a gun, not a cigarette.

"Hehe, you still have a cigar hidden. I haven't smoked a cigar yet. Take it out quickly. I want to smoke it."

Zhao Jingjing had obviously drunk too much, and Ding Ning was in pain when she was caught, and she was still chuckling.

Being caught by such a beautiful little loli, Ding Ning had a shameful reaction, and secretly complained in her heart, "Girl, you can't smoke my brother's cigars."

"Hey, how come the cigar can get bigger?"

Zhao Jingjing was so drunk that she stayed in Ding Ning's arms without letting go, but the words she said made Ding Ning's heart flutter.

Looking at her cute little pout, I couldn't help but come up and peck her gently, and said softly: "Be good, stop making trouble."

"No, I want to smoke cigars, I want to smoke cigars..."

Zhao Jingjing was like a naughty child, constantly swaying and acting coquettishly.

Although she was a flat-chested princess, she was still a princess after all. That delicate body made Ding Ning's cheeks hot and she became more and more eager to move. He wished he could kill her on the spot.

"I want it, I want it..." I have to say that some women can stir up the most primitive desires in a man's heart with just their voice.

Ding Ning's Adam's apple throbbed violently, and his dry mouth made his blood speed up. His hands had already climbed up her white and smooth thighs and entered a muddy land...

A breeze blew outside the window, and the coolness made Ding Ning clear his mind. He hurriedly let go of the drunken Zhao Jingjing, secretly cursing himself for being shameless, why he wanted to do whatever he wanted to do when he saw a beautiful woman.

"Come on, let's go back. We should be anxious if they can't find us!"

Ding Ning took a deep breath to calm down and dragged her back to the box with a half-hug.

But he didn't notice that Zhao Jingjing was biting her pink lips tightly, and the blush had quietly crawled up her neck.

There was a "bang" and the sound of a beer bottle breaking could be heard faintly.

"You bitch, you dare to hit me, I will kill you."

"Let her go, I will fight with you."

The music was mixed with the sounds of women screaming and men yelling and fighting.

Ding Ning's expression changed, "Oh no, something happened." He stretched out his hand to carry Zhao Jingjing behind his back, and ran quickly to the box.

"Bang!"

There were two men with tattoos standing at the door of the box. They were looking inside with their heads stretched out, but they didn't even notice Ding Ning's arrival.

Ding Ning's face was as cold as iron. He reached out and grabbed their heads and hit them hard. The two gangsters felt pain in their heads and fell to the ground.

Ding Ning kicked the door open, and the cries of Song Xiaoyu and Liu Wenjing could be heard clearly.

"Hit me, damn you, you dare to play tricks on me."

A man with his upper body naked and a black dragon tattooed on his back grabbed Song Xiaoyu and Liu Wenjing's hair with each hand and cursed angrily. Blood was still bleeding from his forehead, staining his ferocious face red.

There were five or six gangsters surrounding Zhang Haifeng and Wu Xian, punching and kicking them. The two were drunk, their hands and feet were weak, and they had no power to fight back.

Even so, the two of them still held their heads and shouted: "Let them go, if anything happens, they will come at us."

"Coming for you? Hahaha, I wouldn't come for these two girls in the first place. They are going to fly with me tonight."

The tattooed man stuck out his tongue and licked the blood flowing to the corner of his mouth, laughing arrogantly.

"Go to hell with your twosomes and seek death!"
To be continued...