"You set up this private room, and you want me to come over in person to apologize, isn't that just for this? Come on.... It is no different from you doing it once and doing it twice. When you're done, please reassure my father and don't make him scared again. She closed her eyes in only her underwear, looking like she was going to kill or to listen to her respect.

His ice eyes narrowed slightly, his thin lips were lightly raised, he extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and said leisurely: "Give you three seconds to put on your clothes." ”

"What do you mean?"

"I don't want to do this to you until you agree to my request."

Qiao Weiwei asked while pulling the zipper, "What way?" ”

"Be my lover... Be on call and don't resist. ”

"Term ......"

"I'm tired of you until that day."

"Deal!"

She was unusually calm, and her answer was much more crisp than he had expected.

As far as he knew, Qiao Zhihai had brought indelible damage to her childhood, but she was willing to commit herself to him for Qiao Zhihai.

She is obviously as fragile as glass, and she prefers to be indestructible in disguise.

His gaze slid up and down on her, and then he got up, walked to her, pinched her chin, carefully looked at her plain face, and said, "In the future, you will be where I am......... Let's go..."

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Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, a six-story white castle covering an area of more than 2,000 square meters stands quietly under the starry sky.

It is the world's No. 1 luxury house, and Liang Bo spent $200 million to buy a new foothold.

Two years ago, it was rumored that the No. 1 mansion in the world was bought by a mysterious Chinese buyer in a low-key manner, but what Qiao Weiwei didn't expect was that the person who bought it was Liangbo.

As the black Rolls-Royce slowly approached, the sliding doors of the castle slowly opened, and the dark fragrance floated in the carriage, Qiao Weiwei quietly admired everything she saw...

Rather than being an ancient castle, it is an eight-star hotel, brick by brick, grass and wood, all exquisite and breathtaking.

On the side, Liang Bo held the car glass with his right hand, kept rubbing his eyebrows, and said: "You have to slowly become familiar with everything here, because it will be the place where you will live in the future." ”

"It's really extravagant, even more gorgeous than the ancient palaces." Qiao Weiwei supported her chin with one hand, looked at the world outside the car window, and said.

"I like to live here for the rest of my life."

"Forget it..." Qiao Weiwei smiled.

Lifetime? What are you kidding internationally......

At most, he will stay until the day he gets tired of her. Is it a week later? Or a month later?

[At this time, Qiao Weiwei didn't expect that his whole life was not just talking, he gave her a promise. ]

He put away the smile on his lips and leaned against the backrest to make a mock sleep.

The street lights along the way gently skimmed over his delicate cheeks, and in the alternation of light and dark, his side face became more and more three-dimensional and charming.

The car slowly stopped, and Qiao Weiwei followed the cool steps and stepped into the interior of the ancient castle.

In the baroque-style hall, more than two dozen maids with strict makeup and standard maid clothes stood cautiously on both sides of the door, and if you looked closely, each of them was a young girl with a national color and fragrance.