Outright Favoritism Chapter 1214: : She likes Shang Zongzhan.

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Siluo almost nodded and said yes.

Fortunately, she held it back and waved indifferently, "Go down."

The three escorts left angrily.

Bai Yan and Su Moshi's eyes met, and their faces were full of playfulness.

Silo poured out a glass of whiskey in an uproarious manner and drank it with his head up.

She didn't come here specifically for pleasure, but for more than a year, her life was full of Zong Zhan's shadow.

Getting along for a long time will inevitably form a habit in her subconscious.

So, Shi Luo wanted to take this opportunity tonight to test her true feelings when she saw other men.

As for the result, it's pretty fucking.

Zong Zhan really has a different meaning to her.

Because Silo knows very well that her eyes have always only magnified the shortcomings of others.

Only Zong Zhan is getting better and better, more handsome, and more masculine in her eyes.

Siluo is cunning and smart, so she is more transparent than many people.

Alright, there is nothing to say, she likes Shang Zong Zhan.

……

On the other side, Zong Zhan was sitting in the living room of the bungalow smoking a sullen cigarette, holding the mobile phone in his palm and turning on the hands-free, he could hear the loud music inside.

Caller: Bai Yan.

Siluo probably didn't think that everything she said and did in the nightclub was ‘hacked’ by Zong Zhan.

Bai Xiaolong stood behind him, and silently lit a candle for Ms. M.

At this time, Zong Zhan heard Xi Luo's incomparable laughter, grinded his teeth, returned to the WeChat page, and sent Baiyan four words: Get her drunk.

Bai Yan’s message returned in seconds: Don’t you know that she is not drunk for a thousand cups?

Zong Zhan: Can the three lords drink a woman?

Bai Yan sneered and replied: You are such a **** dog, so drunk her, what good do I have?

Zong Zhan: Ten field combat off-road vehicles.

Bai Yan: Waiting to receive the goods.

The chairman, Luo, doesn't know anything about it.

She prides herself on being tricky, how could she be calculated.

Unexpectedly, I was turning back.

So, for the next two hours, the three men kept toasting Shiloh.

She drank half a bottle of whiskey, two bottles of beer, four glasses of cocktails, and a sheaf of watermelon juice.

Kessello is still the most sober woman in the nightclub.

Instead, it was Bai Yan. He went out and vomited twice. Su Moshi also pinched his eyebrows and kept burping. As for Bai Xiaohu... he was already drinking.

The time came to 9:30, Shi Luo shook the wine glass in her hand and kicked Bai Yan, "Come on, don't raise fish, continue to drink."

Bai Yan raised his head to work while holding the wine glass.

Afterwards, he greeted the waiter and asked for a row of depth bombs and fire-breathing Lamborghini.

Finally, half an hour later, he got Shi Luo drunk.

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, Bai Yan, Shi Luo and others walked out of the nightclub slowly.

Near the parking lot, a white shirt is particularly dazzling in the night.

Bai Yan stretched out his hand to push Silo beside the man, and said with a drunken voice: "Twenty cars."

Zong Zhan circled the fascinated Xi Luo with one hand, and readily agreed, "Waiting to receive the goods."

They are all temperamental people, and they do things agilely.

Zong Zhan personally drove away Shi Luo, but Bai Xiaolong who accompanied him could only act as a temporary driver and drove the other three drunks back to the mansion.

On the way back, Zong Zhan watched Silo, the co-pilot, from time to time. Maybe the woman was so perverse on weekdays that she became so perverse when she was drunk.

Not noisy or noisy, sit quietly in the leather chair, and even put his hands on his knees peacefully.

This is called... Contrasting cute?

Crossroads, red lights.

Zong Zhan stopped the car and looked at Shi Luo's cheek carefully, "Really drinking too much?"

"I don't drink." Xi Luo smiled slightly, flicked his hand away and sat back upright, like a famous door Shuyuan, "You look pretty, have you ever met a rich woman in a taxi?"

Zong Zhan: "..."

The **** famous Shuyuan.

The man turned sideways, with a playful expression, "I think you look like a rich woman."

Siluo chuckled with orchid fingers and covered her lips, very contrived, "I have a good vision, then you think about it?"

Zong Zhan's handsome face turned black.

Is she really drunk or pretending to be drunk?

Si Luo didn't hear his response, and turned her head in confusion, "Have you considered it?"

"Consider, consider, what, what?"

Si Luo's fingers climbed up to the man's silhouette, "There is no future in driving a taxi, follow me, and my sister will support you in the future."

A fire suddenly ignited in Zong Zhan's chest, which could be described as raging.

He clamped Silo's chin, his voice sinking a few degrees, "Do you like to be merciful so much?"

"How come." Xi Luo rubbed his hair, "You are the first one, are you honored?"

Zong Zhan stopped talking. To be precise, he didn't know what to say.

He didn't believe Silo did this kind of thing for the first time, but he couldn't ask more.

This woman is very cunning, it is impossible to guarantee that she is not pretending to be drunk.

On the next journey, Zong Zhan didn't say a word, while Shi Luo leaned sideways on the back of his chair, constantly outputting compliments to him.

For example, "You look good, it's a shame to be a driver."

For example, "The lip shape is also beautiful. It's a shame to be a driver."

For another example, "The muscles are really strong and the legs are quite long. Be a driver..."

"Shut up!"

Zong Zhan's temples jumped suddenly, and he couldn't concentrate on driving.

If the sober Silo is a fox at his feet, then a drunken woman is like a grinning fairy.

About twenty minutes later, the car finally returned to the western-style building.

Zong Zhan slammed the car door and walked around to the co-pilot. The moment he opened the door, the woman fell into his arms.

Siluo's cheeks were slightly hazy, and the whole person became in a trance.

After she stood still, she patted her chest and took a deep breath, still chattering in her small mouth, "It's a pity that you are a driver, you should drive a rocket."

Siluo was motion sick and was disgusting.

Even if she loses her sanity, it won't prevent her from being stunned.

Zong Zhan lowered his eyes to look at Shi Luo. The woman in the night breeze had her hair messed up, her body was full of alcohol, and she couldn't find her usual dignity and elegance.

But it was unexpectedly true.

There is no artificial smirk on her face, she also lacks sly shrewdness, and she whispers like a little girl in the world.

Zong Zhan raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, and his eyes became much softer. He asked her, "Si Luo, who am I?"

The woman raised her head and looked at him dimly. After a while, she replied: "Taxi driver."

Zong Zhan deceived forward, invisibly narrowing the distance between each other, "Are you sure?"

Siluo blinked and traced his outline with her gaze, and added two adjectives, "A good figure, a good-looking driver."

Sometimes, alcohol can confuse people's minds, and it can also reveal hidden thoughts in the heart.

Siluo thinks that Zong Zhan is good everywhere, even if he is drunk, he will consciously look for his advantages.

Zong Zhan's throat rolled, and she used her index finger to lift the broken hair in front of her, "Do you like it?"

Si Luo grabbed his finger and nodded with a smile, "I like it, if you are single, I will take you."