"What's the busy?" In the dark room, the wizard Bai Shan, dressed in black, with waist-length white hair and a wrinkled face, held a mobile phone in one hand and a dark blue glass bottle in the other.

The silver-white moonlight cast onto her face through the half-closed window, making it even whiter.

A gloomy wind blew into the house, causing the black gauze curtains behind her to rise and fall like waves, and the small glass bottles containing various terrifying Gu worms on the iron shelves above her head collided with each other, making a "ding-dong-dong" sound......

The elevator door opened, Sun Xiaoran looked around as he walked, and saw two security guards standing in the hall, so he could lower his voice, cover his mouth with his hand, and say to the other end of the phone: "I want the bottle of Desperate Gu ...... in your hand."

At this moment, Sun Xiaoran's face is very different from the image of a simple and weak good girl she usually creates.

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Bursts of pleasure in her body woke up Qiao Weiwei in her sleep.

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a demonic face that was magnified several times by a thin and thin one.

At this moment, the coolness is pressing her, doing early morning movement.

A pair of deep eyes are full of intense affectionYU。

And she, the clothes on her body are long gone, and the whole person is a silk|no|hanging......

Qiao Weiwei moved, "Hmm...... Ah......h

"Awake?" His movements slowed down, his hands on her sides, and he spoke ambiguously, the burning breath evenly scattered on her sleepy face.

"Nonsense, can I not wake up like this...... The forehead ...... "a pair of sleepy eyes, gradually blurred......

He quickened his movements with a hook of thin lips, gasped lowly, and asked, "Do you like this way of waking you up?" ”

Qiao Weiwei moved again, her cheeks crimson: "Can I say I don't like it?" ”

"Duplicity!" The movements under him were repeated.

"Ah...... Hmmm......"

She gripped the sheets with both hands, groaning, bearing the pleasure he brought her......

A stream of heat poured into her lower abdomen, and his seeds scattered throughout her body......

He gasped, pulled out, rolled over, looked at her sideways, stretched back with one hand, and touched the white folder on the bedside table, placing it on her sweaty Xiong|, his eyes on her red|Luo's body swirled up and down.

"What?" She picked up the folder and pulled the quilt above her chest, revealing only two lotus arms with red kiss marks, and said.

"Qiao's share transfer consent, woman, this is all Qiao's shares in my hands, and now they are all yours...... I promised to transfer it to you, but because of a lot of delays, it took two days to get it done, and now it's yours......" He said lightly, as if he had given her nothing more than a worthless gift.

In an instant, Qiao Weiwei felt that the folder in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and the hand holding the folder trembled, turned her head, looked at his angular face, and said, "Master Bo......"

"Woman, I said a long time ago, as long as you stay by my side obediently, I will personally create a paradise for you, you are the canary I keep in a cage, unless I voluntarily release you, otherwise, you can only stay in the golden cage I built for you and live the life I give you...... If you really want to fly away before I let you go, then I can't guarantee that I'll do anything......" His warm fingers traced the delicate contours of her face, word by word, his eyes affectionate, but his tone was domineering.

Even at this time, he is still a king.

He is the king who stands at the top of the world, no matter how proud and glamorous she is, when she comes to him, she can only choose to kneel at her feet and bow her head.

In exchange for Qiao Zhihai's life's work, she wanted this deal, and she didn't suffer a loss.

She smiled bitterly and moved her lips: "Zhilu has ...... said"

"Good ......" he kissed her forehead and watered.

"Dudu ......" above the pillow, the vibration of the mobile phone interrupted the conversation between the two, Qiao Weiwei reached out, touched the phone, looked at the unfamiliar number displayed on the screen, and pressed the call button.

"Hey, hello, whoever." Qiao Weiwei said lightly, and on the side, Liang Bo was playing with her messy hair with a smile.

"Miss Qiao, I'm Xiao Ran, can we talk?" The voice on the other end of the phone made Qiao Weiwei and Liang Bo stunned at the same time.

Liang Bo Yu reached out to get Qiao Weiwei's phone, but was blocked by Qiao Weiwei, Qiao Weiwei's pink lips hooked, and she said to Sun Xiaoran on the other end of the phone, "OK...... In what place. ”

"On the second floor of the coffee, private room No. 18, at half past nine, we will see you or leave." On the other side of the phone, Sun Xiaoran was sitting on the big pink bed at the moment, with his hair scattered, holding the phone in one hand and playing with the small transparent glass bottle in his hand with the other, which contained a Gu worm egg that was so small that the flesh could barely see it.

The sunlight scattered into the room through the half-drawn curtains, shining on Sun Xiaoran's grim face.

"OK......" Qiao Weiwei agreed dryly, and then hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Weiwei measured her body, hooked her thin neck, and exhaled like a lan: "You caused a mess, and I have to deal with it, saying, how are you going to compensate me?" ”

"I promise you a lifetime of happiness...... What do you think? He smiled darkly, ruffling her hair.

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Coffee room No. 18.

In the private room, the sun shines just right.

The air is filled with the aroma of coffee.

Qiao Weiwei and Sun Xiaoran sat face to face on a small white round table covered with a blue and white checkered tablecloth, with a huge floor-to-ceiling window next to them.

Qiao Weiwei stroked her jet-black hair, sat very elegantly, stirred Sun Xiaoran's coffee ordered in advance, and looked at Sun Xiaoran steadily, "What do you want to talk to me about?" This coffee isn't poisonous, is it? ”

Today, Qiao Weiwei deliberately drew a relatively thick makeup, wearing a bright red slim suit, with a black low-cut slim hip bottom skirt, which looked full of aura.

Sun Xiaoran's plain face and gray casual clothes are naturally inferior to N grades in front of such Qiao Weiwei.

"Miss Qiao said with a smile, Miss Qiao, I like Master Bo very much......" Sun Xiaoran held the coffee cup in his hand, and there was no trace of falsehood in his eyes.