"Fan Wei, how did you meet Wang Wei?"
Jiang Jing helped Fan Wei walk on the newly poured cement road, looking ahead at the brightly lit luxury hotel reaching into the clouds, she turned to Fan Wei and said curiously , "I didn't expect that you would get to know him."
"It's a coincidence that he and I have only known each other for a few hours."
Fan Wei replied with a smile, "His mother and my mother are neighbors.
Because he is very good to my mother, my mother invited their whole family to come.
We met over dinner at home.”
"I always feel that Wang Wei seems a bit..."
Jiang Jing closed her mouth when she said this.
"Something mentally abnormal, right?"
Fan Wei sighed helplessly.
"He does have a mental illness.
He has the same problem as Wu Shi's uncle.
He fell into his own fantasy world after being under great pressure and strong stimulation.
The phenomenon of arrogance and madness.
If I hadn’t met Wu Shi’s uncle by chance, I wouldn’t have known that Wang Wei also suffered from this disease.”
"It's no wonder it's like this," Jiang Jing said with a bit of embarrassment, "He has always come to Fun Times to listen to my singing.
It can be seen that his family background is not very good.
He never orders a private room, but only orders a bottle of beer to sit in.
At the bar, but every time after I finish singing.
When I got off work and said some words of admiration to me, I didn't pay much attention at first, but a few days ago, just because those customers paid me to toast them a glass of wine, he rushed into the crowd and started fighting like crazy.
It makes me wonder if there is something wrong with him."
"Hey, actually he is quite pitiful."
When Fan Wei said this, he suddenly felt dizzy and couldn't help but said helplessly, "This damn red wine has so much stamina, my head started to feel dizzy again."
Jiang Jing supported his body and couldn't help but reply when he saw what he said, "Come on, we'll be at the hotel soon."
"It's so late for you to go home alone.
Is it too unsafe for you to have a car?"
Fan Wei then thought that it would be very dangerous for a beautiful girl like Jiang Jing to walk alone on the road so late at night, not to mention Wang Wei.
It's possible that he hasn't followed behind yet.
"How about you ask the waiter to open two rooms, and you can sleep in the hotel tonight."
Jiang Jing's pretty face turned red, and she could only nod silently and said in a panic, "Okay, okay."
After the stumbling two people finally entered the lobby of the hotel, Fan Wei immediately felt an unprecedented warmth.
Apparently the hotel's heating system was working its magic.
As soon as Jiang Jing helped Fan Wei into the lobby, the two waitresses on duty in the lobby immediately ran over from the front desk and said to Jiang Jing, "Are you Miss Jiang?
This must be Mr.
Fan.
Mr.
Qing from the hotel just called I specifically told you when I called that this is the room key to the presidential suite, please take it."
When Jiang Jing heard that it was the presidential suite, she took it and smiled at the waiter, "Thank you, we can go up ourselves."
The waiter nodded as if he understood something and said with a smile, "I wish Mr.
Fan and Miss Jiang a pleasant stay.
If you need anything, please call our front desk directly."
Fan Wei was still dizzy now.
Without the stimulation of the cold wind, the alcohol was rushing up again, making it difficult for him to stand still, let alone speak.
But he still heard clearly that it was the presidential suite.
Coincidentally, he and Jiang Jing stayed in the presidential suite when they traveled to Jiangde City during the summer vacation.
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Subconsciously, the two of them believed that the presidential suite must be occupied by the next two people, so they didn't want to talk anymore to save the money.
Feeling like vomiting.
Although this super five-star hotel is very tall, as high as more than 20 floors, the presidential suite is on the 23rd floor, which is the top floor.
But there is one thing in modern society called an elevator, so Jiang Jing helped Fan Wei to the door of the presidential suite without much effort.
After swiping the card and opening the door, Jiang Jing neatly pushed the door in.
When she inserted the room card into the card slot on the wall, the darkness in the entire spacious space disappeared instantly, replaced by unprecedented light.
The huge flashing head above her head The crystal lamp refracted light of various colors, but when it was projected on the ground, it was white light.
This opened Jiang Jing's eyes.
A fifty-inch large TV flipped out from the wall, automatically turning on the channels and playing TV programs.
Fan Wei was woken up by the sound of the TV, and then he raised his head and shook his head, and asked Jiang Jing, "Jiang Jing, we have arrived at the sleeping place."
Jiang Jing suddenly became shy after hearing these explicit words, and could only bite the bullet and said, "Yes, we're here."
"It's so good, I want to lie on the bed."
It seems that Fan Wei's drunkenness has not lessened, but is getting worse.
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll help you get into bed right now."
Jiang Jing glanced around the spacious living room, and after confirming that the master bedroom was on the right, she helped Fan Wei walk in to the right.
The bed is a square bed that is more than two meters wide and two meters long.
It is so big that it is unimaginable.
The thick duvet on the bed was pink, revealing a hint of ambiguity.
Under the dim light, Jiang Jing glanced at Fan Wei's face, who was obviously drunk, and couldn't help but feel her heart beating wildly.
"Fan Wei is here.
He's at the bedside.
You can lie down on it yourself."
Jiang Jing said nervously, fearing that she might make some noise.
Fan Wei raised his eyes in confusion, nodded and tried to break away from her hold, but he didn't expect that before he could break free from his arm, he pressed his whole body towards the bed.
Since Fan Wei's arms had not yet come out of Jiang Jing's hands, his downward body quickly pulled Jiang Jing.
When Jiang Jing let out a soft cry of surprise, her delicate body suddenly lost its center of gravity, and Fan Wei fell heavily onto the soft and spacious bed.
When Jiang Jing opened her eyes, she found that her face was only a few centimeters away from Fan Wei's face.
This frightened her and hurriedly struggled to get up from the bed, but at this time Fan Wei's arm was pressing on her.
Her chest hindered her movement to get up.
Jiang Jing blushed and felt the sensitive feeling of his arm touching her chest.
After struggling to push Fan Wei's hand away from her, she finally managed to get up from the bed.
Panting, she looked at Fan Wei, who was lying on the bed like an octopus.
Jiang Jing could only help his body to position itself, then took off his coat and shoes, and finally reached out to untie them with a blushing face.
She took off his belt, took off his pants, and then pulled the quilt over him.
Just like a mother taking care of a child, Jiang Jing did the same thing, but it took a lot more effort
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