Picking Up a Useless Man in a Suit

Section 4

"You mean," he said, "premarital sex?"Afra put her hand on his shoulder, pressed it down, and said casually: "Is this going to jail?" "We need a sinking pond." Ahmed said, "My family is like this.""Then your family is not disciplined enough." She said, "In what age are you still doing this? Why don't you kill your relatives out of righteousness and get your elders to jail you?""No." He said slowly, "We have many elders and strict rules that cannot be changed." "Have you ever sunk anyone?""No," Ahmed said, "They were obedient...I was also obedient."Afra's hand on his shoulder slowly loosened, then he sighed, fell into the sofa, pulled a pillow to cover his head, and said dullly: "Why did you drive to the cemetery yesterday? Are you still sweeping the graves so late?""My elders asked me to visit someone," Ahmed said, "but then they said they didn't need me to go. While I was answering the phone, the car suddenly hit me." "Visiting whom?" "Tell me when you get to the place," he said, "I don't know yet.""There are so many secrets in the big family." Afra muttered and turned over, "You'd better not go tomorrow. You and Salim don't get along.""I have a very good temper." Ahmed looked at her and said, "I won't be angry. But you can't let other men get close to you. You and I are already married, and no one else is allowed to get involved.""Okay, okay." Afra really couldn't stand it anymore, "Okay, can we please stop mentioning what happened last night? Wasn't that your initiative?" "You touched me first." Afra choked back.It was all her fault for being cowardly. Afra turned to look at his side face and regretfully wanted to slap herself, but the two of them were too close. She could clearly see Ahmed's long eyelashes, hanging down like cattail fans, and his eyes. It was as bright as glass, and the bridge of her nose was as straight as a ruler. She swallowed, and suddenly she didn't feel so regretful.Needless to say, when Ahmed puts on his clothes, he is both conservative and restrained, yet sexy as hell. He is like a ripe fruit wrapped in layers, covering himself up while allowing the overripe fragrance to fill his nose.The instep of her feet rubbed against his lower back, and she couldn't help but lift the hem of his shirt with her toes and licked her lips. Ahmed raised his head and handed the phone to her: "Password."Afra paused for a moment and almost subconsciously entered the password. He paused when pressing the last digit: "What do you want to do?" "Save my number and contact information in your mobile phone," he said.Is this necessary? Afra suddenly woke up. Just when she was about to refuse, she heard him say: "A man's chastity is a lifelong matter...""What kind of family training do you have?" Afra entered the password with a grimace and watched him save the number in his mobile phone.Not only that, after Ahmed added her, he also changed her note to "Kiss my wife", followed by a string of tacky little red hearts, which were highlighted in red and bold in his dull address book. Afra: "..."While Ahmed was concentrating on adding all the contact information between the two of them, Afra's attention gradually shifted and her eyes fell on his phone case.For the young boss of such a large group, his mobile phone is exactly as expected, cold business and without any interest. Only the hanging plush ball is more interesting.Afra leaned a few inches closer and sniffed the slightly swaying plush ball. There was no smell on it, but she could smell the cold cedar scent on Ahmed's fingers.She stretched out her hand, squeezed it, and took the little fluff ball into her hand. The fluff on it was soft and smooth, and felt better than silk.Afra pulled like this, and Ahmed raised his eyes following the force. He was stunned for half a second. ...That's his...the velvet from his fox tail... What is the difference between this and sexual harassment? !In the half second that Ahmed was stunned, his entire fox's self-esteem was rounded and flattened with the force of the pinching of the little ball. Even his tailbone was numb with shame. The fox with a temper The tail almost came out of the waistband of the trousers to seek justice. This is a very important tail to the vixen! He suddenly stood up.The little fur ball in Afra's hand suddenly disappeared. She looked up and saw Ahmed looking at her expressionlessly and with a hint of patience, then threw her phone back and left it on the sofa."You." He seemed to want to be angry, but didn't dare. He gritted his back teeth and squeezed out a few words, "Rogue."Afra didn't react either. Didn't you already know that I was a gangster? She looked at Ahmed who always turned around with a cold face and took away the watermelon she had not finished."Hey, no," Afra lay on the back of the sofa in confusion, looking at his back, "Didn't you say you have a good temper? Ahmed——"After the staff who came to verify the car accident completed their inquiries, Ahmed was taken back by people from Shengya Group. Before he left, he repeatedly confirmed the specific time of the appointment with Afra, and he left feeling very uneasy.As soon as he left, Afra finally felt relieved. She worked for a few days, and on her scheduled rest day, she just left the house humming a song, and when she looked up - oh, it's a Bugatti Veyron.It's a very expensive top-end supercar, and it's a convertible. The car parked in front of her house seemed to be in two dimensions from the surrounding buildings that were so old that they were about to be moved into museums.Afra looked inside the car. Ahmed put one hand on the steering wheel and used his left hand to turn a sixteen-sided Rubik's Cube that could be held with one hand. When he heard footsteps, he raised his head and looked over. There was a luxury car and a handsome man, money and beauty. Power, that fragrant attraction is about to get into my mind.She patted her head, walked over, stared at him and pondered for a while, and said, "How sexy." Ahmed paused as he opened the door for her: "Me?" "Car." Afra sat next to him. Ahmed breathed a subtle sigh of relief and buckled her seat belt.The meeting place was a hotel in the city center, private room No. 203. I didn't know it before, but when Afra came today, I found out that this hotel is owned by Shengya Group, and Ahmed always owns his own territory.She arrived as promised, and as soon as she opened the door, she was hugged by a flying figure. A girl in her twenties, about 1.5 meters tall, hooked her neck and said coquettishly: "Sister Afra! I am I miss you so much! If I had known better, I wouldn't have gone on that mission with the captain. It took me so long to come back to see you!""Yara." Afra patted her back, "Is everyone else here?""We're here. The captain and Sara are inside...who is this?" Yara stretched her neck, looked back from Afra's shoulder, and narrowed her eyes at Ahmed, "Oh - I remembered, this is what the captain said That one, sister's...""Friend." Afra took over the words neatly and put Yara down by the edge of her pink sweater."Oh. Sister Afra's new friend." Yara stepped aside, her eyes turned around Ahmed's face, and then she pulled Afra to her seat, "Sit next to me."Afra was used to Yara's liveliness and enthusiasm. She sat next to Yara and listened to her chatter while watching Ahmed chatting with others.Sara has always been quiet, gentle, well-educated, and very polite when meeting Ahmed, so there was no problem. Salim's expression was a little gloomy, but he still smiled and asked Ahmed to sit down politely.Of course Ahmed sat on the right side of Afra, but he also happened to be next to Salim. Captain Salim pulled him to persuade him to drink and looked at him hard. Next to him, Yara pestered Afra and chatted for half an hour. He was stunned. I didn't even touch the edge of Afra's chair. How can you seduce her if you can't even touch her?"Sister Afra liked to drink this when she used to work with us." Salim poured another glass, "Driving here? Sara doesn't drink. Ask her to take you back.""That's not necessary." Ahmed looked away, watching Yara show Afra her new manicure, "Captain Salim, I don't know how to drink.""Ahmed is always invincible in the shopping mall. The occasions of exchanging cups and drinking wine are inevitable. How could he not be the same?" Salim smiled slightly and suddenly said, "Are you pretending to be innocent in front of Sister Afra when you say you don't know how to drink? ?"His voice was neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough for Afra to hear. Ahmed subconsciously raised his eyes and saw that Afra was still chatting about manicure with Yara, but seemed not to hear this.He raised his hand and twisted his tie, loosening the knot on it. Without turning his head to look at Salim, he chuckled: "Captain Salim doesn't pretend to be so powerful. He obviously wants to bite me to death, but he still smiles.""I just don't understand your purpose." Salim twirled the wine glass with two fingers. "You'd better pretend to be so harmless and consistent. Otherwise, let me know that you have any inappropriate intentions for her, and I will take a sip. ...Tear you apart."His voice was lowered, as if this side of him, as cold as a beast, was only exposed behind her back.Ahmed put on his gloves, looked away, lowered his head and peeled the shrimp, and said softly: "What is an inappropriate intention? Captain Salim, in my opinion, you are the one with bad intentions.""I have known Afra for many years," Salim said. "Doesn't she know whether I am loyal to her?"Ahmed turned to glance at him, smiled, and said gently: "Sounds like her puppy."The two people's eyes met. Salim did not become angry because of these words. He just stared at Ahmed's facial expression. As he watched, Ahmed took off his gloves, took the filled wine glass and drank it in one gulp, then placed a small bowl of peeled shrimp in front of Afra. The porcelain touched the tabletop lightly.Afra looked at his hands and wondered how your family could cultivate such handsome and gentle people. She winked at Ahmed and said, "Thank you for being so ingenious?" with a hint of praise and joking. .Ahmed nodded, watched Afra's attention shift to the food, and said to Captain Salim: "She is your senior, is this how you grew up being praised?" "Why," Salim asked, "are you jealous?"Ahmed folded his hands and did not answer, but gestured: "Pour the wine. Don't you want to test my quantity? I will try it with you, Captain Salim."Salim looked at his gentle face and pressed his fingers in a circle, as if he was considering how to punch him in the face in a more attractive way. He glanced at Afra, released his knuckles, and The wine glasses were filled.When Afra didn't notice, the two of them drank a lot. She was chatting with Yara and Sara Meng, and also drank some wine. Her cheeks felt a little hot after drinking. She rubbed her cheeks, stood up and said, "Go to the bathroom and touch up your makeup. Are you going?"Yara was about to get up, but when she heard that she was going to the toilet, she sat back down, looked at her eagerly and said, "Go ahead, I want to hear Sara finish." Afra nodded, turned around and went out.This place is their old gathering place, it's quite familiar. After washing her hands and applying lipstick, she turned back to the private room. When she walked to a slightly narrow corridor, she passed by a waiter.Afra had just walked two steps forward. She suddenly woke up after drinking a little wine. She restrained herself and did not look back. Her brain was pounding. She walked into the room without changing her expression, but did not sit back. Instead, she walked next to Salim. , leaning down on his shoulders, his voice was almost a whisper: "Do you have a mission here?" Salim's eyes suddenly caught her eyes: "What's wrong?""You seem to be here for the job." Afra pinched his right wrist. "There is a person with superpowers disguised as a service..." Bang!There was a crisp sound, and the lights in the room suddenly went out. At the moment when everyone was suddenly plunged into darkness, the surrounding air was shaken, and the sound of flying knives piercing the air was heard.While the sound was flying through the air, Afra reached over the seat and pushed Ahmed down - he was the only person present who was not a superpower. The flying knife grazed the side of his ear and blew up the two light strips behind him with two "click" sounds.Now even the faintest light was gone. The chair was overturned, and Afra grabbed Ahmed's waist with one hand. She tightened her grip on the material of the suit, and her knees got stuck between his legs inertly. This posture did not last for more than half a second, and the sound that followed was even faster.Ahmed couldn't refuse her. Afra's strength was beyond imagination. She led him without hesitation to dodge the pursuit of several flying knives. One! two! three! The sound of the object exploding could almost be heard in the ears, leaving a bloody hole in a person's body that could not be saved. The power was more powerful than a thermal weapon.After three whistles that broke through the air, a shadow flashed in the faint light in the corridor. Salim shouted "Chase!", and then he and Sara Meng rushed out one after another. Only broken lamps and items were left in the room. A box of wine on the ground was affected, causing glass fragments all over the floor.Ahmed was pressed on his chest by her hand. He heard Afra's slightly rapid breathing, and then a crisp "pop" sound. She lowered her head, spit out the flying knife she was holding in her mouth, threw it aside, and licked it. Yajian: "Knife wielder Muna..." "who?""A well-known figure on the Security Bureau's wanted list." Afra said, "I was a clerk in the Security Bureau before I looked at the cemetery. I have handled all this information. He is a member of the rebel organization 'Secret Word'.""Secret words." Ahmed repeated in a low voice, "That organization that kills people with superpowers to evolve itself and doesn't care about the lives of ordinary people. He is aiming at..."Knife wielder Muna. Among the people who attacked him on the highway that day, there was this knife-throwing technique. Muna was the one who survived among the supernatural beings who attacked him... It is speculated that the one who died was probably another member of "The Secret Word" who often appeared with him in pairs. He could make people confused and die in their dreams. "Miasma Witch".It's a pity that the "Fragrant Miasma Witch" ran into the vixen's hand. He was an expert in making people confused and fascinated, so the "Fragrant Miasma Witch" died on the way to escape after being seriously injured. This death is not an injustice. But he was also affected, otherwise he wouldn't be with Afra..."Maybe it's for Salim." Afra paused, "Maybe it's for me."