Chapter 240

Even when Ding Ning saw many wonderful things in the world, he had to admit that the girl did have the capital of narcissism.

Like the noble and elegant snow white, she gives people a feeling of love, eclipsing the dazzling sexy girls and quiet girls around her.

If you ignore her flat chest, Ding Ning will play more than 90 for her.

Although her chest size is a little terrible, Ding Ning has to admit that she is still a super exquisite and beautiful little Lori.

"Hello, handsome boy, we meet again."

Ding Ning didn't expect that the first girl who came forward to greet him was the most quiet and shy girl with shawl hair.

If she hadn't come with her narcissistic girl, Ding Ning wouldn't remember where she met.

"Hello!"

Ding Ning smiled at her implicitly, but glanced at Wu Xian, whose face was red, and sighed in his heart that he hoped that the woman loved by his brother would not pursue his dog blood plot again.

But song Xiaoyu's eyes are full of small stars and looks like a flower maniac. He's really afraid of what to do.

"Remember me?"

Zhao Jingjing's weird big eyes slipped around, stepped forward, stood in front of song Xiaoyu, separated her affectionate eyes, smiled at Ding Ning and asked.

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

Zhao Jingjing didn't think so. Naturally, she took a step forward and took his arm with a smile. She said in a whiny voice: "it was a misunderstanding last time. Don't laugh at others."

Ding Ning's tail vertebrae was numb, his whole body trembled, and he got goose bumps all over. He broke away from her arm unhappily: "straighten his tongue before talking."

"People usually talk like this!"

Zhao Jingjing's voice is actually very nice. It's waxy and has the style of soft Nong Wu language.

But with this whine, Ding Ning couldn't bear it. He turned his eyes with disgust: "don't pretend. I really thought I didn't remember what you said that day."

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

Zhao Jingjing couldn't get rid of the gummy candy. She looked naive and took Ding Ning's arm again.

Ding Ningyang's chief sighed, with a loveless expression on his face, "girl, we don't seem to know each other."

"Brother Ding Ning, I'm Jingjing."

Zhao Jingjing smiles so sweetly that she tells her family.

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

"Yes!" Zhao Jingjing nodded like mashing garlic.

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

"Two days ago, the library!"

Zhao Jingjing said righteously, with a sly smile on her mouth. It seems that her brother didn't tell him his name, so it's easy to do.

Ding Ning has a black line: "%#@& ￥ ￥ #%"

Trying to get rid of her hand, she found that the girl held his arm tightly with her hands, like hanging on him. She didn't let go.

Ding Ning has never seen a girl with such a thick skin. She doesn't even have a chest. How can she have the courage to hold so tightly?

"Don't stand here, please hurry inside!"

Seeing that there was something wrong with the painting style, Zhang Haifeng quickly invited everyone in.

Wu Xian secretly looked at Song Xiaoyu with a sad face and a small mouth.

After sitting down respectively, although Zhao Jingjing sat beside Ding Ning with a dead face, he finally stopped holding his arm and let Ding Ning breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the girl wants no chest and no ass, she is a beautiful and outrageous little Lori. In the face of her unlimited coquetry, Ding Ning has a feeling of mental fatigue.

In particular, he found that both song Xiaoyu and Liu Wenjing were winking at him intentionally or unintentionally, which made him feel more on pins and needles and secretly regretted participating in the friendship activity.

Zhang Haifeng and Wu Xianru died. The three golden flowers obviously came to Ding Ning, which made them very depressed. They knew they wouldn't let Ding Ning come.

The atmosphere on the wine table became extremely strange and embarrassing. It was not until Zhang Haifeng forced himself to have two drinks with a smile. After three rounds of wine, Liu Wenjing blushed and began to share wine with Zhang Haifeng that the atmosphere became active.

Wu Xian, who was silent, cheered up like beating chicken blood after Song Xiaoyu watched him gently praise him and said, "you were brave to see you conflict with Gu qianyun that day".

Ding Ning looked at the guy who couldn't kick out a stuffy fart. He suddenly became eloquent and talked one by one. Song Xiaoyu smiled and laughed.

I can't help feeling secretly that I'm a computer student. The online jokes come at random. The sultry male nickname Zhang Haifeng gave him really didn't wronged him.

Ding Ning is not very talkative at ordinary times, so he seldom takes part in such occasions when strangers are present. He just doesn't like the embarrassing situation of being silent.

Fortunately, the three girls are very lively and can play jokes. In addition, Zhang Haifeng, a chattering man, and Wu Xian, who is like eating hormones, constantly adjust the atmosphere. In the end, the meal turned into a happy meal, and there are some lingering feelings.

With enough wine and food, Zhang Haifeng walked with floating feet, bowed in imitation of a gentleman and invited three beautiful women to sing.

The three girls didn't have a good time either. They were just a little reserved and agreed to the invitation, which made Wu Xian overjoyed when he saw the dawn.

Jazz KTV, Zhang Haifeng, who had been drinking too much, took the attitude of host and asked for the top luxury box.

Beer, fruit plates, desserts and snacks went up like a running water banquet. Ding Ning smiled bitterly. It seems that he has to pay for them again tonight. Just the cost of these beer and snacks, 10000 yuan can't beat it.

But the brother was happy, and he wouldn't be disappointed. He quietly settled the account on the pretext of going to the bathroom.

"Hey, how did you get out?"

Ding Ning stood in the corridor and just lit a cigarette. Zhao Jingjing appeared behind him like a ghost.

Looking at the blush on her delicate face due to drunkenness, the drunken eyes are bleary, the pink red lips are as beautiful as roses, and Ding Ning's heart suddenly gives birth to a palpitation. What a beautiful girl.

"It's too stuffy inside. Have a cigarette to breathe."

"Give me one!"

Zhao Jingjing stumbled and rushed into Ding Ning's arms. One hand was around his waist, and the other hand was inserted into Ding Ning's pants pocket to feel for smoke.

Ding Ning is so embarrassed, girl. The cigarette is in the shirt pocket. You touch the pants pocket... So what are you doing in it? Still holding on. It's a gun, not smoke.

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

Zhao Jingjing obviously had drunk too much. Ding Ning was in pain and giggled.

When such a beautiful little Lori caught the key, Ding Ning reacted shamefully and complained secretly. Girl, you can't smoke my cigar.

"Eh, how can cigars get bigger?"

Zhao Jingjing was drunk and couldn't let go in Ding Ning's arms. What he said made Ding Ning's mind ripple.

Looking at her lovely mouth, she couldn't help picking it up, pecking it gently, and said softly, "good boy, stop making trouble."

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

Zhao Jingjing is like a child who plays tricks. She constantly shakes her body and acts like a spoiled child.

Although she is a flat chested princess, she is also a princess after all. Her delicate body makes Ding Ning's cheeks hot and more and more ready to move. She wants to have a wall thump on the spot to do her.

"I want, I want..."

It has to be said that some women, even if it's just their voice, can arouse the most primitive desire in a man's heart.

Ding Ning's Adam's apple stirred violently, his dry mouth accelerated his blood, and his hands had climbed up along her snow-white and smooth thighs into a muddy place

There was a breeze outside the window. The coolness made Ding Ning's mind clear. He hurriedly pushed away Zhao Jingjing, who was drunk and confused, and secretly scolded himself for being shameless. How can he see a beautiful woman and want to go to bed.

"Come on, let's go back. They can't find us. We should wait!"

Ding Ning took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and half hugged and half hugged her back to the box.

But I didn't find Zhao Jingjing biting her pink lips. Yanhong had quietly climbed up her neck.

With a bang, the sound of beer bottle breaking came faintly.

"Bitch, how dare you hit me? I'll kill you."

"Let her go. I'll fight with you."

The music was mixed with women's screams and men's drinking, scolding and fighting.

As soon as Ding Ning's face changed, it was bad. There was an accident. He stretched out his hand to carry Zhao Jingjing behind him and ran quickly to the box.

"Bang!"

At the door of the box stood two tattooed men, looking inside with their heads outstretched. They didn't pay attention to Ding Ning's arrival at all.

Ding Ning's face was as cold as iron. He reached out and grabbed their heads. As soon as their heads hurt, the two gangsters fell soft to the ground.

Ding Ning kicked the door open, and the cries of song Xiaoyu and Liu Wenjing came clearly.

"Call me, sleeping trough NIMA, dare to play tricks with me."

A man with a fine red upper body and a black dragon tattooed on his back was holding song Xiaoyu and Liu Wenjing's hair in one hand and scolding angrily. Blood was still flowing on his forehead and dyed his ferocious face red.

Five or six gangsters are beating and kicking around Zhang Haifeng and Wu Xian. They have drunk too much and have soft hands and feet. They have no power to fight back at all.

Even so, they held their heads and shouted, "let go of them and come to us."

"Come to you? Hahaha, I wouldn't have come to these two girls. They're going to fly with me tonight."

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

"Go to NIMA's double flight and die!"

Ding Ning's forehead was blue and his body was full of violent Qi.

With a violent drink, he kicked the tattooed man straight out and hit the gangsters who were beating Zhang Haifeng, pouring a large area.

"Ding Ning, you're here."

Song Xiaoyu and Liu Wenjing rushed into Ding Ning's arms and cried loudly. I still feel sorry for the appearance of pear flowers with rain.

Wenxiang nephrite, but Ding Ning didn't have that beautiful mind. He stretched out his hand to put down the drunken Zhao Jingjing, and his face was cold and piercing: "take good care of Jingjing and leave the rest to me."

"Yes!"

The two women skillfully held Zhao Jingjing and hid behind Ding Ning with tears.

The tattooed man had a little brother as a meat pad, but he didn't get hurt. He got up, pointed to Ding Ning Yin and scolded angrily: "son of a bitch, dare to sneak on me. Do you know who I am?"

"I don't need to know who you are. I just know that even if your father comes today, he can't save you."

Ding Ning looked at Zhang Haifeng and Wu Xian with broken heads, bruised nose and swollen face. His anger soared in his heart. He strode forward, without hesitation, punched the gangsters out one by one, sprayed blood in his mouth, hit the wall and slipped slowly like a gecko.

Zhao Jingjing was not drunk at the moment. She looked at Ding Ning Wei'an's figure with Liu Wenjing's two women.

Ding Ning was really angry at the moment. He grabbed the frightened tattooed man's neck with one hand and lifted him up. He said coldly, "come on, how do you want to die?"