My Sister is a Big Star

At 8:30 in the evening, Qin Baobao drove his best friend and younger brother to the KTV where they met, and the red BMW parked in the parking space in front of the entrance.

In front of the KTV gate, two women and four men were waiting. They stood under the ever-changing neon lights, chatting casually. The two men were a little far away, talking and smoking.

Qin Ze knew most of Qin Baobao's girlfriends. Chen Qinghong was a beauty with a glamorous temperament. According to Qin Ze's scoring standard: seven points. She is tall, about the same size as Qin Baobao, with a slender waist, long black legs and straight legs. Unfortunately, her breasts are within the common range of Chinese women, and her B bra is too tight. Before graduation, she was proudly single all the time. She was indifferent to the pursuit of countless boys. After graduation, she quickly fell in love, and her boyfriend was her boss.

Zhang Ya, if I had to describe it in one word, it would be a coquettish bitch. Maroon wavy long hair, fashionable and novel, with superb makeup skills, can compete with Qin Baobao, with big buttocks, belonging to that kind of coquettish woman. Qin Ze gave her a score of eight. Every time this woman sees Qin Ze, she likes to tell some nasty jokes, molesting him, a virgin, and her boyfriend is a college classmate.

Zhang Ya waved fiercely, greeted the three of Qin Ze, trotted over, first hugged Qin Baobao, and then gave Qin Baobao a kiss. While her boyfriend was still far away, she winked at Qin Ze: Oh, my little brother is here too. Do you want my sister to give you a sweet kiss too?

Qin Ze's peachy eyes sparkled. If Zhang Ya was just a coquettish woman who relied on the magic of makeup, Qin Ze would not give her an eight-point rating. She has an oval face no less than that of Wang Zijin, fair and clean. In addition, the most outstanding thing is a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, which are watery and charming.

Qin Ze squinted at her: Go away, the powder is too thick on your face.

Zhang Ya stared fiercely, and said fiercely: For my boyfriend's sake, my sister will forgive you once, otherwise I will definitely pull out your little brother and play it a hundred times.

Hey, who is this beautiful girl? Qin Ze, your girlfriend? Zhang Ya was slightly taken aback when she saw Wang Zijin, and was amazed by her appearance.

Just as Qin Ze was about to explain, Zhang Yaru's peachy eyes sparkled, she giggled and said, I'm just kidding, how could you have such a beautiful girlfriend.

Qin Baobao laughed loudly: That's right, he can't have a girlfriend. This is my high school classmate, Wang Zijin.

Qin Ze was so angry that he wanted to beat up and bury his two women.

Wang Zijin cast a funny and pitiful look at Qin Ze, and generously stretched out his hand: Hello, my name is Wang Zijin.

Zhang Ya.

At this time, Chen Qinghong led several men to welcome her. Chen Qinghong was fine, but the four men stared at Qin Baobao and Wang Zijin vigorously.

Everyone is here, let's go in. Zhang Ya held her boyfriend's arm and walked towards the door side by side, her buttocks twisted in a very coquettish manner.

Zhang Ya's boyfriend is a high-achieving Fudan student. He is a classmate with Qin Baobao, Zhang Ya, and Chen Qinghong.

The guy who paid for the treat was a man in his early thirties, wearing a high-end casual suit of a brand that Qin Ze couldn't recognize anyway, well-dressed and handsome, he looked like a young and promising career type.

He had a lot of thoughts about Qin Baobao, opened the private room, the waiter brought wine and fruit plate, he sat beside Qin Baobao, talking softly, with a warm and gentle smile on his face.

The other man was obviously more interested in Wang Zijin, and would talk to Wang Zijin from time to time, but unfortunately Wang Zijin didn't like to talk to him or drink with him, which made him very embarrassed.

After hitting the wall a few times, he went to complain to Chen Qinghong's boyfriend, Xiao Chu, your friend is not very enthusiastic, so we can't talk.

After hearing this, the boyfriend looked at his girlfriend Chen Qinghong beside him, frowned and said, Qinghong, your friend...

Chen Qinghong also frowned: Ah Feng,

She is the baby's friend, I don't know her.

Chu Feng nodded helplessly: Mr. Xu, if she doesn't talk, you just pull her to sing.

I was very dissatisfied with Wang Zijin's attitude.

Mr. Xu thinks it's good to be careful, beauties are reserved, and the night is long, he has a lot of opportunities to conquer big beauties. Who would have thought that Zhang Ya picked up the microphone first, ordered a love song sung by men and women, and sang along with her boyfriend.

After Zhang Ya finished singing, she gave Qin Ze a wink, and the two walked out of the private room one after another.

Zhang Ya leaned on the wall of the corridor, her figure was plump and graceful, she was an eight-point beauty, and she turned heads everywhere she went.

Qin Ze, come here and give me a hug from my sister. I haven't seen you in half a month, and you're pretty again. I really regret that I didn't do you on the baby's birthday. Zhang Yamei smiled.

I said you poured your life out of me that day. It turned out to be a wolf's ambition. Qin Ze took out a cigarette, threw one to her, then took out a lighter and lit it for her, and lit one himself: Where's your cigarette?

So cute. Zhang Ya gasped: Cheng Yi won't let me smoke, I've been holding it back for days.

Who is Cheng Yi?

My boyfriend.

Oh, don't tell me, I thought it was that cat and dog.

Zhang Ya was not angry at all, and said coquettishly: He is a cat and a dog, and you are my sister's heart.

Women should smoke less. Qin Ze flicked the ashes away with his fingers: What's the origin of those two bad words, the boyfriend you introduced to my sister?

The one who is pestering your sister is called Li Zemin, a certain leader of Chu Feng Company. He met your sister at a party and has been out of his mind ever since. He would not marry unless it was your sister. The singing was organized by Chen Qinghong, or her boyfriend. To be a matchmaker for your sister, but also to please the leader. It's the best of both worlds. Zhang Ya maturely exhaled a smoke ring.

Qin Ze smiled, noncommittal.

My sister is getting older, it's not a bad thing to know more men, picking a man is like picking an item, it's too simple, why shop around?

I forgot the other name. It seems that the surname is Xu. He is a small leader of a public fund and has business dealings with Chufeng Company.

The two were smoking and chatting.

Among Qin Baobao's girlfriends, Zhang Ya and Qin Ze have the best relationship. To be honest, Qin Ze liked her quite a lot before. Later, I learned from Qin Baobao that Zhang Ya's famous flower has an owner, and Qin Ze is aggrieved, damn, you still flirt with me even if you have a boyfriend.

So Zhang Ya is that kind of coquettish bitch.

But she is not a real slut, at least she has said countless times that she wants to hook Qin Ze into bed, but her actual actions are zero.

Qin Ze and Zhang Ya returned to the box, and Chen Qinghong sang with a microphone, her voice was good. On the other side, the guy named Li Zemin was sitting next to Baobao Qin, and it was almost posted. Qin Baobao drank his glass, he was very heroic, and didn't pay attention to his gradually bold actions.

Qin Baobao likes to sing karaoke very much. On a certain birthday, she took Qin Ze to KTV. Just the two of them, she could sing from night to early morning.

Compared with Li Zemin's power like a broken bamboo, Mr. Xu is still hitting a wall. Wang Zijin has a gentle smile, neither close nor distant, you talk to her for a long time, and she only replies to you.

Baby, let's order a song and sing together? Li Zemin stretched out his hand to put Qin Baobao's shoulder through the drunkenness.

He really likes Qin Baobao. Ever since he met him at that party, he was astonished and wanted to hook Qin Baobao.

Qin Ze slapped his hand away with a wave of his hand, and picked up Qin Baobao who was drinking: Go and sing a song, and I will drink instead.

Qin Baobao's eyes blurred from drinking, and he still didn't forget to warn: You drink less, your health will not recover quickly.

Qin Zexin said, I am already in good shape.

Li Zemin stared salivatingly at Qin Baobao's hot and graceful figure, especially his round buttocks. After a long time, he looked away, glanced at Qin Ze, who was drinking calmly, and said with a smile: Young man, there are wine and vegetables, you just eat and drink, don't bother me.

He expressed dissatisfaction with Qin Ze's actions just now.

Singing is singing, don't move your hands or feet. Qin Ze rolled his eyelids, as if a cold light shot out.

Li Zemin looked at Qin Ze carefully, with a slightly disdainful tone: Qinghong said that the baby has no boyfriend, I understand, you are also his suitor. What does the family do? The rich second generation? Look at your outfit, it doesn't look like it.

Where is the rich second generation? Allah is an ordinary person. Qin Ze replied in local dialect.

Local, Li Zemin raised his lips, Have you graduated from university?

without.

Li Zemin sneered: Young man, when you enter society in the future, you will know how to write the word self-knowledge. I guarantee that after three years in society, you will not even dare to speak to Qin Baobao in today's situation. .”

Why? Qin Ze became interested: Inferiority?

Li Zemin smiled and said: Get to yourself, don't think about Qin Baobao, I like her very much. Of course, I won't say things like don't pester her in the future. But you really can't do it today, can't you see It's pleasing to the eye, you can go out.

Li Zemin didn't know Qin Ze's identity because no one introduced him. The attributes of Qin Ze's passer-by are really not self-deprecating. Chen Qinghong has a cold personality and will not take the initiative to introduce. Not to mention Zhang Ya, Li Zemin is not her boss. The boyfriends of the two beauties didn't know Qin Ze either.

Everyone regarded him as a friend of Qin Baobao or Wang Zijin.

If Li Zemin knew the status of Qin Ze's brother-in-law, he would offer his knee every minute to beg for an alliance.