"It's so uncomfortable......"

The whole body was burning as if it was being burned, Song Weilan muttered, only to feel that she was about to die uncomfortably, she tore off her obstructive clothes in a daze, and threw herself into the man's arms blindfolded:

"Help me, please ......"

"Song Weilan, do you know what you're doing?!"

A soft and fragrant beautiful body suddenly rushed into his arms, Feng Shenting's breath was stagnant, and he couldn't help but gasp, he relied on his strong self-control to carry the woman to the bed, and reached out to cover her with the quilt.

"I'll call someone, you wait......"

Before the words were finished, the little woman's seductive and sweet red lips kissed her, blocking Feng Shenting's unfinished words.

Obviously, Song Weilan has no experience in kissing, this kiss is really clumsy, but it has some kind of fatal temptation, which makes him want to stop, and what's more......

The damn woman actually put her weak, boneless little hand into his shirt and swam all the way, lighting a fire on him

Feng Shenting's self-control was completely collapsed under Song Weilan's teasing, he was no longer restrained, but deepened the kiss domineeringly, and pressed Song Weilan under him:

"Song Weilan, you asked for it!"

Why does this cowherd know his name?

Under the influence of strong alcohol, Song Weilan couldn't bother to think about this problem anymore, but instinctively hugged the man's sturdy waist, Feng Shenting was stimulated by her movements and roared, and began to plunder wantonly......

The night is still very long.

"You have a dinner at half past eleven o'clock, please be on time. ”

The mechanical prompt of the mobile phone system sounded piercingly, and Song Weilan reached out exhaustedly to turn off the mobile phone, and the moment he opened his eyes, he suddenly woke up in fright.

This room is luxurious and comfortable, obviously the presidential suite of the Roman Hotel, but why is she here?

What flashed in his mind was the meaningful smiles on the faces of Feng Jingmei and ** Feng when he drank the glass of wine last night, and Song Weilan finally suddenly realized, and he was so angry that he clenched his mobile phone.

As a top international perfumer, she was so stupid last night and fell into their trap!

This pair of despicable and obscene mothers and sons, what's the matter, because she is Feng Shenting's fiancée, for fear that she and Feng Shenting will be more unfavorable to them in the competition for family property after they get married, so they can't wait to calculate themselves before Feng Shenting returns to China?

Although Song Weilan himself didn't want to marry a man who had only met once or twice and had no emotional foundation because of the family, he was even ready to discuss the dissolution of the marriage contract with him after Feng Shenting returned.

But that doesn't mean that others can hit their own heads!

The cowherd on the bed seemed to be sleeping quite soundly, and Song Weilan didn't bother to look at what this man who got her first time looked like, she went into the bathroom and took a quick shower, and when she turned her back to the man to make up, she felt the movement, so she said without looking back:

"Your service was good last night, I am very satisfied. ”

This is...... Treat him like a cowherd?

Feng Shenting was rarely stunned, and there was a little annoyed smile in his eyes.

He had just returned to China yesterday, and several powerful people who wanted to curry favor with him had prepared a reception banquet in the hotel, which made him see Song Weilan who was vain in his footsteps and looked very wrong.

Although he has no feelings for this woman, after all, he is also his fiancée on the surface, Feng Shenting originally planned to send this woman into the room, call a doctor and leave, but it didn't come to fruition......

This woman gave him the most wonderful lingering feelings, but now she treats his fiancé as a cowherd!

"You ......"

Feng Shenting's face sank dissatisfied, and he was about to say something, but the woman with her back to him spoke again, still in that arrogant and calm tone.

"You guys do this, acting shouldn't be a problem, I have a fiancé who will return to China in a few days, and ...... then"

Remember having a fiancé?

Feng Shenting had already guessed what the little woman wanted to say, and narrowed her eyes slightly, and sure enough, Song Weilan paused slightly and continued:

"If you can perfectly play the role of a boyfriend and get him to agree to divorce me, then I will pay you more generously, how about it, would you like to think about it?"

This method was already thought of when she was just taking a bath, and although Feng Jingmei's old woman was very hateful, she had to say that she had provided herself with a good idea to regret her marriage.

If she already has a loving boyfriend, then it is impossible for either her parents or the Feng family to continue to force her to marry Feng Shenting, Feng Shenting has no feelings for her anyway, and she will definitely withdraw from the marriage happily.

Originally, the best candidate should be her good friend Fang Chenxi, but Song Weilan thought about it for a while, but she was afraid that it would affect him, after all, Fang Chenxi is an actor, and people in the entertainment industry are somewhat taboo about romance or something.

Besides, the man who can be a cowherd in this hotel must have good qualifications, and it is easy to play a perfect boyfriend, and after a few months, tell her parents that she broke up, and everything will be worry-free.

The more Song Weilan thought about it, the more he felt that this plan was simply too perfect, although he was a little sorry for him for giving Feng Shenting a humiliating "green hat" just like that, but ......

In the end, it was his aunt and cousin who calculated themselves. Just think that he has suffered for the Feng family!

"So how much is Miss Song going to pay me?"

When she reached out to pick up the dress, Song Weilan heard the man ask behind her, and intuitively she felt that this low voice was a little familiar, but she didn't think about it because she was busy reaching out and pulling the zipper:

"One million, are you satisfied with this number?"

"Whether it is Miss Song's strength or my worth, this million is too insignificant. ”

The mellow cello-like voice made Song Weilan a little distracted, and in the next second, the man's broad palm stroked her back ambiguously and helped her zip her skirt.

She turned her head angrily, and was about to scold this impolite dead "cowherd", but she was stunned for a moment when she saw the man's face.

Although I have only met once or twice with myself, this cold and handsome face will appear in the economic media of various countries every year, and he will stand as the richest man in Asia and Europe every year.

Isn't this person the president of the Feng Group, her fiancé Feng Shenting!

"You...... How could you ......"

Song Weilan looked at Feng Shenting dumbfounded, she was speechless for a while, her first reaction was to guess whether this would be a conspiracy between him and Feng Jingmei, but soon, this idea was dispelled.

Feng Jingmei is bent on letting her son **Feng become the owner of the Feng Group, and her husband Cheng Weiping has been fighting with Feng Shenting for many years, which is already well known in their upper circles.

If it weren't for the fact that Old Man Feng was still alive and Feng Shenting was afraid of his elderly grandfather, otherwise Feng Jingmei's family would have no place in the Feng Group a long time ago.

Besides, if Feng Jingmei really joined forces with Feng Shenting, then the person present last night should be Feng Shenting, not **Feng.

Thinking of this, Song Weilan suddenly dispelled her suspicions about Feng Shenting, and the man seemed to have seen her thoughts, and smiled faintly:

"Do you need me to prove my innocence?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not stupid enough to be that far. ”

Song Weilan raised her eyebrows, not hiding her doubts at all: "But why are you here?"

The biggest advantage of the dialogue between two smart people is that they can get the maximum amount of information in the shortest possible time, and after listening to Song Weilan say everything, Feng Shenting's eyes became darker.

So, if it weren't for his sudden decision to return to China yesterday, if he hadn't come to the Grand Roman Hotel for the reception banquet, then ......

The person who gets Song Weilan now will be his cousin ** Feng.

This thought made Feng Shenting's face suddenly gloomy, and in the next second, the door of the hotel was suddenly kicked open from the outside.

A group of reporters flocked to the ...... with cameras on their shoulders