Hilton International Hotel.

Chu Jiang looked at Xie Qiulu who was sitting on the bed and staring out the window blankly, and smiled helplessly, although she was a beautiful woman with a high appearance, although she had accidentally kissed her, although she seemed to identify herself.

But in a way, she was always an enemy.

Xie Nan has no regard for her life or death, but can she completely ignore her younger brother?

Next, there will be a bigger and more brutal war between the Allure Group and the Xie family, when the time comes, which side will she choose to stand on?

If he kept her by his side, Chu Jiang always felt that Xie Qiulu was just like *.

In the near future, it will not only be Chu Jiang who will be blown up, but also herself.

He stayed with her tonight because he understood that Xie Qiulu needed someone to accompany her at this moment.

Leaving aside the shattering of love and the betrayal of her loved ones, today in the hot springs, she saw at least three headshot corpses.

If Chu Jiang hadn't been there, when she closed her eyes, there must have been three bloody heads in her mind.

After all, they had lived and died together, and he decided to spend at least one night with him, so as not to be too cruel.

The amorous handsome guy Chu is so pitiful and cherishing.

"Do you sleep on the sofa or the bed?" Xie Qiulu saw Chu Jiang looking at her, turned her head, and smiled, as if the smell of the women's battle just now was spreading.

"Who sleeps on the sofa, there is a big bed and doesn't sleep, I'm stupid!" Chu Jiang muttered, lay on the bed, and pulled a quilt as a barrier.

From Xie Qiulu's tone, Chu Jiang could completely hear that other women didn't mind, what else did you pretend to be serious.

After Chu Jiang lay down, Xie Qiulu also lay down on the side of the quilt and put out the light easily.

In this way, the two men stared at the ceiling, and they both seemed to be distracted.

The inside of the room is black, and black is the most classic and the most ambiguous.

At this time, Xie Qiulu suddenly remembered a poem: Black, gave me black eyes, but I used it to find light.

Because people can often suddenly discover what they need most in the dark.

"We've only known each other for a day, and we've slept together, and it's bloody to think about. Chu Jiang took the lead in breaking the loneliness.

"But in the middle of the day, I found that I had nothing but ...... You. Xie Qiulu was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

But the man was still separated from her by a quilt.

The distance between the quilt is very short, but it seems to be very far away.

In the middle of the quilt, stranded with boundless loneliness and melancholy, as well as a trace of helplessness.

Just like nostalgia, what seems to be the distance of a train ticket or plane ticket is actually the distance of life, and many people have to leave their hometown in order to live.

The reason why this quilt is loaded with a lot of helplessness is that the quilt is no longer a quilt, but the embodiment of Li Qiushui, or Ye Tingcheng, or other women.

Xie Qiulu knew very well that if she wanted to cross this quilt, she had to cross one or more women first.

"I'm to blame for everything. Chu Jiang's tone was very light, but it also contained apologies.

"No, the day always comes. It's better to come late than early. Xie Qiulu sighed softly.

Then she turned around, trying to adapt to the darkness and take Chu Jiang into her eyes.

At this moment, she is wearing a bathrobe, and the rest of the clothes have been washed, and of course there is a vacuum in the bathrobe.

It is undeniable that her figure is so graceful that even lying down does not affect the ups and downs of the curve in the slightest.

In the night, she saw Chu Jiang's black figure also turn around, and she smelled a strong smell of men.

Suddenly, she also wanted to curse life, because a life full of dog blood and fucking seemed to play an international joke on her, and she lost a lot of things, but she couldn't change one thing.

This thing is close in front of you, with only a quilt in between, but it seems to be far away.

The end of the world, the end of the world!

"I still want to drink. Xie Qiulu said in the dark.

It is said that men drink with feelings, and women drink with loneliness.

Now it sounds like there's some truth to that.

After Xie Qiulu finished speaking, he turned on the light without waiting for Chu Jiang to answer. Then she slowly got up and walked towards the wine cabinet.

They stayed in the presidential suite and of course there was a wine cooler. It's just that the wine here is more expensive than the outside, but the people who can live here don't care about money!

Under the light, Xie Qiulu's graceful figure was completely exposed to Chu Jiang's eyes, her fragrant shoulders were slightly exposed, the ravines were visible, and the arc supported in front was thrilling!

If a gust of wind blows, it is enough to see the scenery under the skirt.

"Why do you want to drink?" Chu Jiang asked with one arm on his head, smiling deliberately.

There are so few people who drink alcohol just for the sake of drinking, and everyone has their own reasons.

"It's just that you just want to drink, isn't it?" Xie Qiulu smiled like a flower, poured wine as she spoke, and then got into bed, sitting cross-legged opposite Chu Jiang, only using her skirt to block the key parts.

"You...... Aren't you afraid of being drunk by me?" Chu Jiang took the wine, and his ambiguous smile remained unchanged.

"No, that's what I should say. Ye Tingcheng drank a glass of red wine before kissing you, and the strong wind was shown through the power of wine. I ......" Xie Qiulu clinked glasses with Chu Jiang, drank them all, and then held Chu Jiang's head domineeringly.

When her seductive lips leaned forward, it was the wine glass in Chu Jiang's hand that came into contact.

"You drank it, I haven't drunk it yet. Chu Jiang said with a smile, and then took a sip of wine, "The first one who compares a woman as a flower is a genius, and the second one who compares a woman as a flower is a stupid talent." ”

Chu Jiang meant to say that Xie Qiulu had fallen into clichés, and Ye Tingcheng was hard in front of everyone's eyes, but at this moment?

"After the Nth parable, women are still like flowers. After all, there are thousands of kinds of flowers, and even the same kind of flower has different shapes and charms. Besides, I just wanted to have a prelude. Xie Qiulu said more boldly and directly.

After she finished speaking, she poured herself another glass of wine, and after drinking another glass, she continued to harden.

Will you skip the prelude this time?

"Admittedly, most men think on the lower half of the time most of the time, but ...... Not every man is like your boyfriend. When Chu Jiang said this, he hurriedly added, "It's an ex-boyfriend." ”

When Xie Qiulu heard this, the hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and almost spilled the red wine on the bed, and then a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he continued to raise his head, gurgling, a full glass of red wine, and drank it all.

Originally, after drinking it all, she was ready to make a big move, but at the moment she froze there.

Some red liquor spilled from the corners of her mouth, flowing down her snow-white neck and into the tempting valley below.

Chu Jiang's throat also moved.

"What, hurry up...... Wipe it!" Chu Jiang took out a tissue and handed it over.

"What to wipe, I want to wipe you to help me wipe, mother-in-law and mother-in-law!" Xie Qiulu said angrily, and then ......