Su Wanqing was taken into a luxurious bathroom, and then a servant came to serve her in the bath, she looked at the bathtub covered with roses, holding her clothes stubbornly, her eyes were full of defense.

She is going to be "bathed"?

Or was it washed by the hands of these three clothed women?

She shuddered in her heart, as a child from a poor family, she could not afford to be served in the bath.

"Miss, please take it easy. A maid stepped forward to take off Su Wanqing's clothes, and Su Wanqing immediately took a step back: "You guys, leave first, I'll wash it myself!"

"No, you don't know what kind of taste the president likes. On the other hand, the younger maid immediately rejected Su Wanqing's proposal.

Su Wanqing's heart was instantly panicked.

What kind of taste does Zou Cheng like?

It seems that this little maid is very experienced, but I am afraid that she has served many women to take a bath, and then sent her to Zou Cheng's room.

A pillow with a jade arm for thousands of people, a little red lips for ten thousand people.

Diaphragm response, really diaphragm response.

"I know Mr. Zou very well, and I know very well what he likes. Su Wanqing was full of confidence.

The women she photographed were all bumpy and stylish, extremely sexy, very charming, but they were really beautiful.

"This ......"

"If something goes wrong, I'm solely responsible. Su Wanqing's tone was resolute, and there was also a resolute decisiveness between her eyebrows.

Just like she looks like in the workplace.

The three maids were all a little shaken for a while.

Anyway, she said she was responsible, so they ...... Believe it for now?

"Then we'll go first, but a word of caution, the president doesn't like scents that are too strong. The young maid reminded her, and walked out with the other two.

Seeing them walk out, Su Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and looked into the bathroom, the pure white decoration, round and without edges and corners, like a dream.

Even the bathroom is so exquisite.

She pursed her lips, raised her hand to scoop some water in the bathtub and rippled, the tip of her nose was a soft aroma, it smelled very good, she raised her eyebrows and took off her clothes.

It's all here, it's not bad to have a good time!

An hour later, she walked out wrapped in the sexy silk pajamas she had prepared in the bathroom, trying to pull the fabric on her chest and cover it tightly.

"Miss, please follow me. When the young maid saw Su Wanqing coming out, she immediately stepped forward respectfully.

"Hmm. Su Wanqing answered, and followed her to the side of the corridor, with mixed feelings in her heart.

How is she going to run away now?

Zhang Yang is right, Zou Cheng is a man, and he will definitely have that kind of demand. Although he hasn't had too much contact with Zou Cheng, he is also like a flower, and now that he is all washed and placed in front of him, how can he give up and not do something for himself with Zou Cheng's romantic style?

"Your president, how many women have you brought over recently?" Su Wanqing wanted to make herself more relaxed, trying to find random topics to talk about.

"Miss, we don't dare to ask about the president's private affairs. ”

"......" Su Wanqing pursed her lips and stopped talking.

When she arrived at a door, the maid rang the doorbell: "Miss, this is the president's room." ”

The maid said that she left, leaving Su Wanqing alone in front of the door in a panic.

"Come in. ”

Zou Cheng's cold voice came out, and Su Wanqing looked left and right, and finally gave up the idea of escaping.

There are bodyguards everywhere, and she can't run.

She pushed open the door with a hard head, Zou Cheng sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, holding a glass of red wine in his hand and tasting it elegantly, but in front of him was a ...... Camera?

What do you mean? She had some bad premonitions.

"Mr. Zou, hello. Su Wanqing entered the room and stood opposite him, his hands still pinching the clothes on his chest, with a serious face.

She thought, seriously, Zou Cheng shouldn't be interested in that aspect of herself, right?

Zou Cheng took a sip of red wine, raised his fingers to support his head, rested his elbows on the coffee table, and leaned forward slightly, full of ruffian and elegant.

Yuppies, that's how you describe it?

"There's a camera here, aren't you going to shoot me?" Zou Cheng's tone didn't have the slightest emotion.

"Mr. Zou was a lot worried, after all, it was the first time I came to such a high-end place, and I wanted to bring a camera to shoot these pattern sets, but I didn't think about shooting Mr. Zou. Su Wanqing's face did not change and her heart did not beat.

Zou Cheng put the red wine in his hand on the coffee table, got up with the camera in his left hand, and when he arrived in front of her, the fingers of his right hand hooked her chin, full of ambiguity: "Give you a chance, let you shoot, shoot to the fullest." ”