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Chapter 7: Peeping (7)

On a hot summer night, there was a faint gust of cold wind, and the afterglow of the setting sun was gradually swallowed up into the silent darkness.

That night, on the outskirts of this deserted Jiangcheng, countless ghostly eyes were ready to move in the night.

In the night, Jiang Zimo was driving to the Hong Kong Coliseum. She has been in a bad mood recently, which can be seen from her pretty face at the moment.

Thinking of the scene yesterday when his father coaxed, begged, and forcibly ordered him to have a dinner date with Murong Qingyi, Jiang Zimo's heart was filled with depression.

To be honest, she didn't dislike Murong Qingzhen. Even if his despicable aunt was there, she wouldn't really take her anger out on him. After all, they grew up together, so when she saw him again, she felt

That was the image of the ideal brother in her mind. However, if she had to change that identity and become the person she had sex with every night, the result would be a bit hard for her to accept.

I don’t know if I was born an alien. Ever since his mother passed away and his father quickly remarried, in Jiang Zimo’s heart, there is no love in this world. Even if there is, it is the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden and will not last long. As for

Marriage is an extremely boring thing. There is a classic saying that goes well. If you don’t love someone, how can you marry him? But if you really love someone, how can you bear to marry him? You can’t bear to see yourself.

Turning into a partner who makes you feel bad at first sight is really a sign of regret for your childhood friendship.

Because Miss Jiang was in a bad mood, after discussion with several sisters, the dinner party was specially held in the Coliseum.

Why is it located in the Hong Kong Coliseum? Because there are a group of young and beautiful male publicists in the Coliseum.

Male publicist? Forget it, isn’t he just a duck?

As a noblewoman in the city, Miss Jiang has seen duck legs even if she has never eaten duck meat. She clearly understands the intentions of her friends.

Start low...

According to the arty saying, today is the opening day of their wolf girl club.

Here I would like to first introduce to you the members of the Wolf Girl Club. The president is Ying Bailu, a 28-year-old female. She graduated from the National Conservatory of Music and was the chief pianist of the provincial orchestra. She is currently a female star of a powerful TV station in this city.

The host is beautiful, coquettish, sexy, and has a vicious tongue. But as long as she puts on professional attire, she immediately looks dignified like a princess. Everyone recommends her as the president, which is what everyone expects and she is bound to do so.

Chen Feiyan, a member of the club, is a full-time daughter. This girl looks innocent, cute and harmless, but in reality, she is definitely a standard little witch that makes people fearful.

Yang Yang, a member of the club, is the only girl with a medical background in this club, and is now working as an intern in a hospital in the city. However, when she took off her white coat and wore an outfit with a color that strongly shocked her eyes, she held a hand in her hand.

When a cigarette appeared in front of everyone, everyone couldn't help but two black lines appeared on their heads-----Girl, did you wash your nail polish just after you got off the operating table?

What will happen when several women like this get together? You can give full play to your imagination and describe the various glorious and major historical events that this Wolf Girl Club has created before.

You can also imagine how lively and lively the dinner party was this evening.

When all the beauties arrived, Bai Yanbing was still meditating. The decoration of this restaurant was luxurious, the materials used were not cheap, and the sound insulation effect was good, so it did not disturb Mr. Bai's hidden cultivation at first.

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