Chapter 1: Wedges

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The woman with long black silk hair sat on a chaise longue and swayed gently in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a goblet in her left hand, and the red wine in the glass hung lightly on the wall of the glass as she shook and slowly fell to the bottom of the glass.

With a tablet on her lap, her right hand flickering across the screen, she suddenly stopped at one of the pages and read it carefully.

After about five minutes, the woman put the computer on the coffee table next to her, looked at the calm night sky outside the window, and said to herself with a smile: "I'm sorry, I have to borrow something from you." ”

In the dim light, the two figures overlapped and made the most primitive movements.

"Uh-huh......" The deep male voice occasionally let out an ambiguous low gasp, and the voice sounded a little hoarse, especially abrupt in the quiet room.

The man felt a little dizzy in his head, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and his body could only respond to his own feelings in the truest way.

He half-opened his misty eyes, and vaguely saw a figure rising and falling in the darkness, while his consciousness was constantly flowing, and the confused man could only feel the ends of her hair brushing his abdomen from time to time, thinking that her long hair was at least up to the waist.

"Who are you?" The man finally managed to make a sound, though the hoarse charm surprised him.

"It doesn't matter who I am." The woman's voice was clear, but her voice was slightly unstable, but it was many times better than that of a man.

Although the body was not under his control, the man's subconscious was still a little annoyed by this gap, and he used his perseverance to ask, "Name?" ”

"Hehe, guess what?" The woman suddenly chuckled and asked mischievously.

The tormenting numbness felt from the soles of his feet to his brain, and he finally accumulated some strength, but he instantly collapsed again, and had to use his last strength to roar in a low voice: "Goblin! ”

"Each other, each other!" With the woman's arrogant laughter, the man's brain instantly bloomed with brilliant fireworks, and the white expanse in front of him was about to lose consciousness, and at the moment when he was about to lose consciousness, he vaguely heard a soft voice whispering in his ear: "Thank you." ”

Before he had time to think about the meaning of these two words, the man fell asleep very reluctantly.

The night passes, the warm sunlight caresses every corner of the room, this is a room with a strong classical atmosphere, especially a large outrageous carved bed in the middle of the room, which is obviously worth a lot, and being in it makes people feel like they have traveled through time and space.

On closer inspection, the scattered clothes and messy bed add a little to this somewhat old-fashioned room.

The soft duvet bulged slightly in the middle, changing shape over time until a pair of strong arms stretched out from under the covers.

"Uh-huh......" A barely audible sigh sounded, and the man in the quilt finally revealed his true face.

Some messy short black hair, and an attractive face looks a little unreal in the sunlight. The standard melon seed face, the skin is fair and ruddy, the thin red lips are slightly dry, the long and dense eyelashes tremble slightly, and suddenly the eyes under the eyelashes open violently, and the cold light of the slender phoenix eyes flashes away.

The man quickly glanced at the room, and then lowered his head to look at the upper body of his ****, according to his feeling, the lower body hidden in the quilt should also be empty.

The man withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes slightly, a few fragments flashed quickly in his somewhat drowsy mind, and when he opened his eyes again, there was some helplessness in his eyes, although he didn't want to admit it, but it seemed that he was indeed taken advantage of.

The man lifted the quilt on his body at once, and his lean but not weak body was exposed to the sun, like a perfect work of art. casually picked up the shirt next to him and put it on his body, a bright red on the sheet made the man's movements pause, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he saw a pair of black shorts in the corner, and the man's brows were furrowed.

The man didn't intend to put it on his body again, when the phone rang, and he found the source of the sound from the end of the bed, and without looking at it, he pressed the answer button, and without waiting for the other side to speak, he said: "Buy me a set of clothes from the inside out, and send them to me immediately." ”

"Okay President, may I ask where you are?" The voice on the other end of the line asked respectfully. However, his normal inquiry made the man stunned for a moment, and suddenly his eyes swept to the LOGO on the bedside table before returning to normal and said, "Dragon City." With that, he hung up.

Throwing down his mobile phone, he walked to the bedside table, and a glance just now made him find an "interesting" picture, at the moment there are two stacks of money neatly placed on the bedside, which looks like there should be about 100,000 yuan.

The man picked up the top stack of one of the stacks and held it up in front of his eyes, looked at it fixedly for five seconds, and suddenly the corners of his mouth raised a bewitching arc, and with a flick of his wrist, red banknotes flew happily from the air.

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