Chapter 903 You let your sister see the world

"It's exactly what I want." Qiao Jing smiled and snapped her fingers: "Two bottles of vodka. Don't leave if you can't finish it tonight."

"I will accompany you to the end." Wang Zheng laughed and said, "But don't be promiscuous after drinking."

The waiter heard this and left with a burning of jealousy. He was thinking about whether to give some laxatives to Wang Zheng, a national rival.

Qiao Jing's eyes showed boundless charm: "I'm not worried about myself, I'm just worried that you can't control it."

Wang Zheng looked at Qiao Jing's lips. Qiao Jing was telling the truth. Even if someone couldn't control it, that person must be Wang Zheng.

"You took away your sister's first kiss. Are you responsible for your sister?" There is a magic in Qiao Jing's words, full of provocation: "My sister's first time is still there."

When Wang Zheng heard the words, the flame in his lower abdomen suddenly hit his forehead, this goblin!

Vodka was brought up. Wang Zheng poured a highball for Qiao Jing and himself, then picked it up and whispered, "I'll celebrate your return in advance."

"Are you so confident?" Qiao Jing raised the cup and gently touched Wang Zheng.

"I have confidence in you. After being dormant in the capital for more than ten years, you will definitely illuminate the night sky of Hong Kong like a flash of lightning."

"It's so poetic for what you said, I have to drink this glass of wine." Qiao Jing smiled, then raised her neck, and her red lips touched the wine glass. At this time, I don't know how many people in this bar want to become the lucky goblet.

Wang Zheng also drank dry. To be honest, the taste of this vodka is very bad, and it is very strange. It is far worse than Chinese liquor. I really can't imagine that someone in the world will like this thing.

Qiao Jing is worthy of being the queen of the night scene in Hong Kong. She was absolutely massive. If she drank such a large cup of high vodka, she would have been dizzy long ago, and she was almost nothing strange, but her face became more rosy and her eyes were softer.

"Let me give you this second cup." Qiao Jing poured wine for herself and Wang Zheng. "Without your proposal, I may not set foot on this land again in my life. Although I have thought about returning countless times, I have never been able to take this first step."

Qiao Jing looked directly into Wang Zheng's eyes, with a soft but hot meaning: "Thank you, my first step."

"Okay, I accept it." Although Wang Zheng doesn't drink much, once he shows his drinking capacity, he can definitely scare people to death. At the beginning, when he drank Maotai with Zhang Binghao, Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, in Nanjiang, he directly blew a bottle, and he didn't feel much.

The two drank another cup of vodka. If they were someone else, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to stand up directly on the table.

"It's a little full." Qiao Jing stretched out her hand and gently stroked her stomach. The person was unintentional and the person was interested. Qiao Jing herself did not know that her inadvertently touching her stomach made how many perverts at the scene spit out nosebleeds.

"Then drink slowly." Wang Zheng only poured half a glass this time. No matter how good they are, I'm afraid they won't be able to go back to the hotel tonight.

Alcohol does not intoxicate everyone. In China, wine and beautiful women have always been two sharp tools for exchanging feelings.

After drinking two cups, the two suddenly fell silent, just looking at the light of the dance floor. For five minutes, they did not speak.

After taking a gentle sip, Qiao Jing spoke first.

"Wang Zheng."

"Hmm?" Wang Zheng didn't react. If he remember correctly, this was the first time Qiao Jing, a female goblin, called his name. Usually, her name was the extremely vulgar "little brother".

"I'm a little nervous." Qiao Jing suddenly grabbed Wang Zheng's hand on the table.

When he was caught by the other party, Wang Zheng was stunned and then laughed.

"That's right." Wang Zheng did not withdraw his hand or press Qiao Jing's hand with his backhand, but calm his voice with a smile: "Nervousness is a normal performance. You have been waiting for more than ten years. If you are still calm at this time, don't you feel a little too scary? At least I will regard you as an old witch who has been practicing for many years.

Wang Zheng is right. In ancient times, there was a poem in China, and he was more afraid to ask anyone. Although Qiao Jing came with hatred and revenge buried in her heart for more than ten years, who can deny that she has no feelings for this land where she has been born and raised for 12 years? Things are two-sided, and so are people. Emotions are feelings. Whether it is love or hate, they are very clear.

"I don't know whether it's right or wrong to come back this time. I don't know what I want, but I really want to see the shocked eyes of those people."

"They will be shocked, and I'm looking forward to seeing this scene."

Qiao Jing shook her head and took another sip of wine: "In fact, I have lived in the capital for so many years, and I have completely been completely used to the life there, and even my accent has changed. If it is common sense, it is also a good result to live a safe life in the capital, but I know that if I don't come back, straight I won't feel good until I die. I feel like there is something unfinished.

"You're right." After listening to Qiao Jing's words, Wang Zheng's eyes flashed with lush greenery and the smoke of war: "There are some things that have to be completed. This is the driving force that supports us to move forward."

As Qiao Jing said, some things have to be realized after all, otherwise they can't be relieved for a lifetime.

Just like before, Wang Zheng could have forgotten hatred and lived a fairly good life as a rich man abroad, but he resolutely came back without any hesitation and returned to China to welcome those swords that he had avoided. At this point, Wang Zheng has never hesitated, and he knows exactly what he wants. If he doesn't take this step, he will not be at ease all his life, and he will face those comrades-in-arms after his death.

"I thought we could develop into bed friends, but now it seems that we are more likely to become confidants." Qiao Jing seemed to be a little unaccustomed to such a young conversation with Wang Zheng. She suddenly leaned forward and leaned in front of Wang Zheng's face in a soft voice: "Do you know that your eyes just now are really charming, and I am fascinated. If it is those girls who have never seen the world, they will definitely scream."

Wang Zheng curled his lips: "A virgin, why do you say that you have seen the world?"

"Why don't you let your sister see the world?" Qiao Jing looked at Wang Zheng teasingly. Her breath smelled with a slight smell of wine and sprayed on Wang Zheng's face, which was very charming and seductive.