Pausing, Flower turned quickly, trying to flee back to her room before he saw her, not wanting to meet him.

"Stop!"

A deep and mellow voice sounded behind her, and Hana pretended not to hear it, and trotted quickly down the stairs.

As soon as he stepped on the stairs, his right hand was grabbed suddenly, and then the whole person was torn down to the next staircase, and the whole person was torn to the wall.

Kong Chengyi stepped up the stairs, propped one hand next to her forehead, and the other on her waist, looking down, the rich whiskey smell sprayed on her face: "What to run?"

Panting slightly, Hua showed a slight smile of pity, "I didn't run, I just wanted to go back to the room!"

"Didn't you run, didn't you hear me call you?" the warm palm roamed slightly over her waist, and only through the thin pajamas, he could almost clearly feel the tenderness of her skin, so that he could not contain his movements gradually.

The tall and straight body pressed down, and as he asked, the mellow lips brushed her eyelids as if they were blank as he asked, and the rich whiskey smell of his body burned even hotter on her face, and Hua Pity clenched his little hands into fists for a moment, trying to calm himself.

"Did you call me?" hehe, sorry, I didn't hear you!" Tilting her head, Hua Pity slowly moved down, trying to distance the two ambiguously.

Staring at her downward movement in the dark, Kong Chengyi's deep eyes showed a playful smile, and the big palm that was floating on her waist suddenly forced, easily lifting her whole person.

"What are you doing?" his lips pressed against her forehead, and Hua Pity cried out in panic, clasping his big palms together with his hands, "It's too late, I'm going to bed!"

The faint fragrance flowed in the air, Kong Chengyi sniffed slightly, and the fragrance on her body made him nostalgic, and he kissed her forehead.

Steady as a mountain, no matter how hard Hua Pity broke it, he couldn't get out of his confinement, his forehead was scorching, and he let out a low cry, and Hua Pity broke his hands with ten fingers and pinched his wrists.

The softness in his arms instantly softened, and the corners of Kong Chengyi's lips rose.

Struggling to tilt his head to avoid his kiss, Hua pity refused his intimacy with a crying voice begging for mercy, "Kong Shao, don't ...... You let go of me, let go of me......"

Lifting the person who slipped slightly and letting her feet step on her instep, Kong Chengyi's long body pressed her against the wall.

The cold fingertips brushed over him, Kong Chengyi tensed all over, and suddenly picked her up horizontally, and walked towards his room like a fly.

"Why do you want to run, I'm so terrible?" Throwing her on the big bed, Kong Chengyi leaned over and asked in a low voice, still not forgetting the original question.

Flower pity opened her misty eyes, as if she hadn't heard his question.

Biting her earlobe fiercely, causing her to tremble and exclaim, Kong Chengyi said in a deep voice: "I'm not terrible, women are terrible!"

Biting her lip to endure his rage, Hana slowly closed her eyes, her hands tightly wrapped around his shoulders, preferring to swallow the reason why she wanted to escape.

The people who want to escape the most are intertwined with each other in the most primitive postures.

Squinting, powerless to bear his torment, but heard him whisper in a low voice with his eyes closed: "Tintin...... Baby......"

His raised hands hung limply on the bed, and Flower turned his head to look out the window, and he fell asleep on top of her.

Tintin ......

Baby......

Whispering repeatedly, Flower Pity finally knew the person he was thinking about in the dead dawn, and finally knew all his thoughts.

The aches in her body seemed even more ironic at this moment, and made her feel even more pathetic and pitiful.

Woke up with a splitting headache, Kong Chengyi opened his eyes, and what greeted him was the dazzling sunlight.

Turning his head to look at the other side of the bed, the sheets were messy, but there was no place.

Squinting his eyes, the picture of last night gradually recalled, remembering that he was slightly drunk but knew that it was a young flower pity.

jumped up and went directly into the bathroom, Kong Chengyi washed away the ambiguous atmosphere all over his body.

Casually putting on a casual shirt and off-white trousers, Kong Chengyi walked downstairs, and as soon as he arrived downstairs, he smelled the fragrance of seafood porridge, and he stood there thoughtfully.

"Kong Shao!" turned around and put all the ingredients back in the refrigerator, Hua pity saw the person standing at the bend of the stairs at a glance, as if nothing had happened, and naturally called him with a smile, "The porridge will be ready soon!"

Nodding almost inaudibly, Kong Chengyi stared at her, wearing a tight black dress, with exaggerated high heels, a crisp "da-da-da" sound sounded in the kitchen, and the slender and thin figure was busily shuttling in the kitchen, with her natural movements, his originally not too bad mood instantly surged with anger.

Approaching with a gloomy face, Kong Chengyi hugged her from behind and pressed her arms with both hands, "No one told you that you are not suitable for a tight little dress?"

The refreshing smell of bathing lingered in her ears, and she could sensitively feel the warmth of his chest through the thin shirt, and her cheeks were crimson, and even her earlobes were dyed pink.

"Porridge ......" opened his mouth and squirmed his lips several times before Hua Pity uttered a single syllable, and his elbow gently pushed his hand, trying to push him away.

Reaching out sideways to turn off the fire on the seafood porridge, wrapping her chest and wrapping her more tightly in her chest, Kong Chengyi calmed his face, "Huh?

In his comfortable morning, he saw that he still had the same custom-made appearance, and he suddenly hated her professionalism and good professional character.

Her eyes fell firmly on the washbasin, Hua Pity took a deep breath, and said easily: "Doesn't Kong Shao like it, I just pretend to be according to Kong Shao's needs, according to our contract, this is what I should do!"

Loosening her chest and standing upright again, Kong Chengyi raised his handsome eyebrows, "I'm glad you like this role, my wife has pity!"

The feeling of oppression behind her disappeared suddenly, and Hua Pity breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but her fragile nerves were stimulated by his cold and unwavering voice, the corners of her lips hooked up little by little, and she spoke softly: "Kong Shao, the title of wife is still mine, isn't it?"

Wife, how natural and yet ironic.

As if he hadn't heard her whisper, Kong Chengyi put his hands back into his trouser pockets and turned around and left the kitchen, and in an instant, he seemed to calm down the surging anger and inexplicable irritability, and even accepted her words in an instant.

Wife?custom wife?

To put it bluntly, it's just the wife he bought with a check, and the wife who looks like this is not what he has been a**?

SITTING QUIETLY AT THE DINING TABLE, QUIETLY SWIPING THE IPAD TO CHECK THE FINANCIAL NEWS, KONG CHENGYI DID NOT SLAM THE DOOR AND LEAVE THIS TIME, BUT CHOSE TO SIT DOWN AND WAIT FOR HIS SEAFOOD PORRIDGE.

Taking advantage of the action of the seasoning, Hua Pi turned sideways slightly, and glanced at him who was sitting lazily waiting for breakfast with her residual vision, and her heart was tingling, weak and cold, pinching the position of her thighs, trying to wake up the existence of her true self with pain, hating herself for being dressed up like this, hating that even if the truth was cruel, she still used pretense to cover it up, and what was even more cruel was that she chose to continue in this way.

After about ten minutes, Hua Pity finally served the umami-flavored seafood porridge on the table, accompanied by a plate of sauce noodles.

PUTTING DOWN THE IPAD IN HIS HAND, KONG CHENGYI RAISED HIS EYEBROWS AND LOOKED AT THE UNFAMILIAR STACK OF SAUCE NOODLES.

The hand of the porridge shook as he looked at the sauce noodles, and Hua Pity then deliberately pulled his cheeks, showed a slight smile, and put the porridge in his hand in front of him, "This plate is sauce noodles, I think I will be hungry soon when the seafood porridge alone, the sauce noodles taste a little stronger, and it goes well with the seafood porridge!"

Elegantly took a sip of the porridge, he chewed slowly, almost carefully discerning the taste of the porridge, and after swallowing the porridge with a peristalsis of the throat, he picked up the noodles with chopsticks, still chewing elegantly.

Gracefully and gracefully crossed her hands in the lower abdomen, Hua watched him eat gracefully, forgetting all the sarcasm and sadness in an instant, staring blankly, forgetting that she was standing next to him at the moment.

The rice that melts in the mouth reveals the unique sweetness of light seafood, and the ingredients in the porridge are finely chopped and easy to eat, and you don't need to chew more to swallow it, the taste of rice porridge fusion is full of endless thoughts, unconsciously, Kong Chengyi quickly drank half a bowl, and when she reached out to sandwich the noodles again, she raised her eyes but saw that she was still maintaining the original standing posture, staring at herself with her eyes stunned.

The corners of his lips were hooked, and Kong Chengyi smiled faintly: "You make lunch, and then send it to the company!"

The familiar voice sounded, and Flower Pity woke up from her gaze in an instant, quickly opened her eyes, and was caught in embarrassment, while pulling the edge of the dress unnaturally, "Huh?"

Although she has made dinner a few times in the past, it is often him who slams the door and leaves and asks her to pour out the dinner, but now he asks her to send lunch to the company?

"Delivered at 1 o'clock, the menu Ke Jie will give you later!" Swallowing the sauce noodles in his mouth, Kong Chengyi laughed slightly, "Didn't grandma let you go to the company to declare your sovereignty?

A heart was beating suddenly, Hua pity crooked the corners of her mouth but couldn't laugh, she always felt that something was wrong in a trance, but she couldn't refuse his request.

Every banquet has been tracked by the media, and the previous paparazzi tracking has disclosed the intimacy of the two in every detail, and sent lunch to the company to declare sovereignty?

In the trance of flower pity, Kong Chengyi had already finished breakfast and moved to the living room to use tea leisurely.

Sitting at the dining table mechanically eating breakfast like a lost soul, Hua Pity raised her eyes from time to time to sneak a glance at the man not far away, still a casual appearance.

Sensing her gaze, Kong Chengyi turned his head suddenly, just in time to catch the light of her eyes that she was secretly watching, and his lips were raised with an obvious smile.

Her face was flushed, her ears were hot, Hua lowered her head in a panic, stuffed the porridge into her mouth, and cursed herself in a low heart, wishing that there was a hole under the dining table for her to get into it so embarrassingly.