Song Qiancheng is always like that.

If you want to get something from him, you have to pay accordingly.

She was resistant, but she was hung up.

She cautiously asked, "If I'm done, you'll tell me the truth?"

Song Qiancheng narrowed his eyes, and his face showed a bit of cunning, "It depends on your performance." ”

Her face was staring, her expression reluctant.

Song Qiancheng raised his hand and gently pinched her chin, tempting her: "Behave well, everything is easy to talk about." ”

The mellow voice soaked into her heart a little bit, Wen Lishu finally accepted her fate and compromised with him again.

It was more than an hour, and I don't know how much he scored her performance, but she did her best anyway.

She freshened up from the bathroom, and Song Qiancheng was lying on the bed, supporting her head with her arms in a lazy posture.

Judging from his expression, he should be satisfied, which also gave her the confidence to ask.

Wen Lishu walked back to the bed, where she was sitting.

Song Qiancheng lay there, motionless, as if thinking about life.

She asked softly, "Can you tell me?"

Song Qiancheng looked sideways at her when he heard the sound, and a smug look flashed in his eyes.

Seeing his eyes, Wen Lishu became uneasy.

Sure enough, in the next second, I heard him say something extremely hateful.

"How can there be such a naïve and easy to deceive girl, I will do whatever I ask you to do. ”

Wen Lishu's face froze, what did this mean.

Confused, his deep voice sounded again: "I lied to you just now, I didn't intend to tell you at all." ”

Wen Lishu's face changed in seconds, and she slapped the bed angrily, "Song Qiancheng, how can you do this?"

A smile appeared on his face, "Wen Lishu, we are legitimate, you serve me in exchange for benefits, what is the difference between this and the pheasants outside." ”

With that, he rolled over, turned his back to her, and closed his eyes to sleep.

was first tricked, and now it is ignored, Wen Lishu's fire can't be suppressed, and he can't help complaining: "Song Qiancheng, you are too hateful." ”

It wasn't enough to just scold, she was so angry that she grabbed the pillow close to her and threw it at him with a flick of her hand.

But Song Qiancheng didn't move, ignored her anger, and let her be alone on the side.

Wen Lishu was angry, so she could only walk back to the sofa, grab her bag, and slam the door angrily to leave.

She took the elevator downstairs in a huff, still wearing a bathrobe, and she didn't care if she would encounter danger halfway, she would rather go back and stay in that terrible room than stay with Song Qiancheng.

With a "ding", the elevator door opened.

It was past seven o'clock in the morning, and she was sleepy and angry, and she was now feeling a headache in her head.

She stepped out of the elevator and strode to her room.

As she approached the room, the door to Jiang Dongheng's room suddenly opened, and he walked out.

He was wearing a tracksuit with a blue towel around his neck, and it looked like he was going to the gym to do a workout.

Jiang Dongheng saw her soon.

He stood in the doorway, surprised by her bathrobe, and couldn't help but tug at the doorknob and look her up and down.

Wen Lishu was not dressed properly, she subconsciously grabbed the collar of the bathrobe and continued to walk back to the room.

Standing at the door, she looked down for the keycard in her bag.

Jiang Dongheng stretched out his hand to close the door of his room, and then accosted her: "Where did you come back from?"