Chapter 10 Handsome guy, Don't Go, Tell Me Your WeChat ID

"No, it's her, I'm sure." He asserted.

"You're so stubborn. Why are you so sure?"

"I slept with her last night. How wouldn't I know?" Chad reasoned with a poker face.

"Poof!" Jackson almost laughed his head off, "Come on, didn't you hear that? Er... don't tell me that you don't know whether it was her first time!"

Chad clenched his fists, and his eyes darkened.

He certainly knew!

He was also confused last night.

This woman told him that it was her first time!

Vicky was his woman as early as five years ago!

Last night, he ravished her vigorously and tried her every sensitive spot. Her response was evidence!

Her body couldn't lie!

Their bodies had the same scent!

He couldn't be wrong!

"By the way, do you need a checkup? They just mentioned AIDS. Last night, you... hey, stop glaring at me. I work my ass for you every day, and you glare at me!"

"Shut up!" Chad really wanted to slap the chirping sparrow!

Because while they were chatting, Vickie disappeared at the stairway under his nose!

Chad rushed over like a madman.

Along the stairs, he dashed down and finally spotted a woman in a white blouse in a corner near the boiler room. Wearing a peaked cap, she trotted towards the outside with her head low.

Vickie was wearing the same outfit.

He hastened over, grabbed the woman, and yanked her into his arms.

"Vicky, how dare you run away!"

"Who are you? Nuts! Pervert, here is a p..." The woman howled.

As soon as she saw Chad's face, however, her attitude changed. Holding onto his arm, she smiled ardently and croaked, "Ah, you're so hot! Handsome guy, what's your name? I'm Jane Gross..."

Her face was covered with freckles and her eyes smoky. Not only her eyelids, but her lips were black.

Chad shook off her hand with disgust and turned away.

From behind him, the woman grunted roughly like a pig, "Handsome guy, don't go! Tell me your WeChat ID!"

Jackson burst his sides with laughter.

"Didn't you say that you never found a wrong person? Didn't you say you could recognize her scent? What, your nose is not working? Do you need a police dog? At least, a police dog will not be chased by a punk girl!"

"Are you idle?"

Chad glanced at him.

His eyes were so cold that Jackson's face felt painful.

"No, I'll have the hospital locked down immediately..."

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When Vickie just came out of the side door of the hospital, the security guards shouted behind her, "You can't go out! Men can, but women can't! All females should register first!"

She grinned, put her hands behind her back, held her head high, and strolled out of the gate unhurriedly.

She hailed a taxi.

The driver was startled, "Ooh! Lady, your makeup is so heavy."

Vickie just grinned, "Sir, take me to Grandview Hotel."

"No problem!"

Vickie took out a piece of tissue from her pocket and wiped her face vigorously.

When she finally wiped off the soot, her fair skin was revealed.

The driver looked at her with amusement, "You look so pretty! Why did you wear such makeup?"

"A dog bit me. I fell to the ground and got soot on my face!"

She snarled inwardly.

Darn it!

Why did she sleep with such a troublesome man?

Was he crazy?

He tailed her like a dog!

Fortunately, there was an old boiler room at the hospital, and the soot on the wall was enough for her to smear ten faces. Without that, she couldn't have fooled that observant pervert!

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