Chapter 23: I'm Angry, What Are You Going to Do?

The man's crisp breath contained the smell of nicotine and wine, wrapped around Shen Qiao, domineering and gentle, bewitching her like rosemary.

Her head was buzzing, and it wasn't until the hand tightened her thin waist inch by inch that Shen Qiao woke up like a dream, and she was kissed by Wen Lu!!!

She glared and tried to push Wen Lu away, but the man hugged him too tightly.

There was a huge disparity in strength, and she was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, unable to break free.

Under the pushing, there was a sudden sound of heavy objects falling, and the water splashed.

The cold water seeped through his body, irrigating Shen Qiao almost out of breath, and his thin waist was suddenly held by a powerful arm and buckled into the man's strong arms, and Shen Qiao completely woke up from the shock.

"Smell, smell the law......"

Shen Qiao's voice trembled, and she spoke incoherently, she forgot to accuse this man who forcibly kissed her!

The man looked at her with inky eyes: "Do you like it?"

This is the first time she has been with someone other than Li Yanchen......

Such domineering and gentle, and extremely aggressive, it was unexpected, and she was messed up.

All she knew was that she didn't seem to be repulsive......

Wen Lu's thumb gently rubbed her delicate red lips: "Since I couldn't answer just now, this time, tell me if I like it or not." ”

Long fingers lifted her jaw, breath closer......

"No, don't!" Shen Qiao panicked and pushed Wen Lu away hard: "Wen Lu, don't mess around!"

Wen Lu grabbed her hand, and her half-narrowed phoenix eyes burst out with an extremely dangerous aura: "Don't like it?"

Shen Qiao's breathing was so fluctuating that he could barely catch his breath.

The lips are swollen by the man's sucking, shame, embarrassment, embarrassment, and there is nowhere to escape.

is obviously the one who was bullied, but she was so cowardly that she didn't dare to look directly into the man's eyes and reprimanded him for his shameless behavior of kissing forcibly!

"I kissed very much just now, Shen Qiao, you like it, right?"

Shen Qiao clenched her pink fists, her nails were almost embedded in her palms, she raised her eyes to look at the man's eyes, and said forcefully: "Wenlu, I'm not in the mood today." ”

The relationship between the two is delicate, they have met several times, and he has saved her several times.

It's the fire she stirs up, and it's the fire she wants to extinguish.

The two of them are not even friends, if they have to talk about it, it is the big boss and the eighteenth-tier small employees.

She should be grateful and thank him for his kind help.

But now he kissed himself without permission, in a sober situation, extremely ambiguous, surprised, Shen Qiao really didn't know how to face Wenlu.

"It's late, I'll go back first. Shen Qiao was like a deserter, breaking free from his arms in a hurry, but forgetting that he was in the water now, planted in embarrassment, or was fished out of the water by the man and carried to the pool.

The one-meter-five pool is not up to a man's chest.

Shen Qiao's white and tender thin legs are soaked in the water, and under the moonlight, the skirt penetrates and fits the skin, and the bewitching and graceful curves are unobstructed, making people can't take their eyes off.

Wen Lu slowly said in a cold voice: "Scared?"

"Wenlu, maybe I misunderstood you. That night, I offended you by being impulsive. ”

That day, she was carried away by the truth and pricked by the betrayal and deception of her lover.

Stimulated by alcohol, she suddenly took a strange revenge and teased Wen Lu.

Now she's sober......

The night breeze was light, Shen Qiao's slender body trembled slightly, her face was buried very low, and she didn't seem to dare to look directly at the man in front of her.

Shen Qiao, look up. ”

The commanding tone is not to be denied.

Shen Qiao clenched her pink fist, biting her lip and not daring to move.

"Since it was impulsive, you should hate me for offending and kissing you. Why apologize, huh?"

Shen Qiao's head was a little messy, and she didn't know how to answer.

Wen Lu came out of the pool, picked up the clean coat resting on the shore, draped it on Shen Qiao, picked up the stunned woman by the waist and walked out: "Do you want to have a fever again?"

Shen Qiao's ears were hot, and when she saw that the man was not going back to her room, she said, "Where are you going to take me?"

"I'm afraid others won't know, I kissed you?"

The floor of the building where Shen Qiao lives is the area where the employees live, and the two of them are wet, if Wen Lu takes her back like this, within a day, it will definitely spread throughout the entire Shengtian Group, as well as subsidiaries all over the country.

Shen Qiao was embarrassed and muttered in a low voice: "My brain may have just entered the water." ”

The man with a tense face has a slight curvature at the corners of his lips.

Shen Qiao held her forehead, and the man's big hand suddenly supported the back of her head, letting her lean in her arms, she was stunned, and someone in front of her called Mr. Wenwen.

The voice was familiar, Shen Qiao couldn't remember where he had heard it, his heart was almost raised, and he was stuck in the man's arms like a quail, not daring to move.

Zhang Dong looked at this scene, his eyes widened.

Before he could react, he met the slightly cold gaze of the big boss, and he lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to take another look.

I was already shocked in my heart.

Shen Qiao was lying on her stomach like this, and was carried into a presidential suite by a man.

Shen Qiao was barefoot, wet, "I ......"

"Key card. ”

Shen Qiao was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and hurriedly took out the room card from his pocket and handed it to Wen Lu, wondering what he was going to do.

"You take a shower first, and I'll have someone bring you your clothes. ”

Shen Qiao was embarrassed, but still nodded.

In front of Wen Lu, why is she so embarrassed and decrepit every time?!!!

After a brief cleaning, Shen Qiao finished blowing her hair and came out in a bathrobe, the man had already changed his clothes and was slowly buttoning his white shirt.

The man has a good figure, wide shoulders and narrow waist, a height of about 1.85 meters, very long legs, wrapped under straight trousers, a cold look, and full of abstinence.

As a suit controller, Shen Qiao looked a little dumbfounded.

Wen Lu buttoned his shirt with one hand: "The clothes are in the sofa." ”

Shen Qiao hummed embarrassedly, took her clothes in and changed them out, Wen Lu was sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and talking on the phone, biting a cigarette in her thin lips, her slender ink eyebrows frowned slightly, and she didn't seem to be in a good mood.

Shen Qiao thought about it, didn't leave immediately, looked around, and finally sat down on the sofa opposite the man.

The man looked up at her with a cigarette in his hand, and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "I'll deal with it tomorrow." ”

The phone hung up, and the man's slender fingers pinched the cigarette butt, and his fingertips flicked the cigarette ash in the ashtray: "Huh?"

Shen Qiao pondered it and said cautiously: "Wenlu, you're not angry, are you?"

The delicate relationship between the two was Shen Qiao's first fire at first, but now that she was kissed, she could only end up with a weak heart.

Who makes the first to flirt cheap?!

"I'm angry, what are you going to do?" Wen Lu played with the half-lit cigarette in his hand, and his slightly narrowed phoenix eyes were slightly frivolous: "Stay with me for one night and make amends?"