The woman who was driven by desire could no longer see clearly, frowned, twisted her waist emotionally, raised her small chin high, and gently bit when she touched his wide-open chest, and her legs automatically and spontaneously wrapped around the man's narrow waist.

A cat-like moan, gently scratching at the tip of the man's heart.

"Itchy ......"

He Zhengxiao snorted muffledly, and did not hesitate for a moment.

He grabbed her ankle without saying a word, lowered his head, tore and licked on her slender neck, and then followed the arc of his shoulder and neck, and fiercely latched her seductive gasping mouth, and then, his thin waist sank suddenly.

I can't tell if it's more comfortable or more uncomfortable, the woman's unemotional moans and gasps are all drowned in the man's gentle and fierce kisses......

The long night was silent, cold as water.

When the first glimmer of light pierced the clear floor-to-ceiling window in the morning, Qiao Wei opened his eyes violently.

The body is infused with vinegar? Acid died......

She pinched her eyebrows, and when she withdrew her hand, her arm paused.

The fair-skinned slender arms are covered with dark blue and red that make people blush and heartbeat.

Qiao Weihuan passed through the personnel, and she understood what kind of mark it was.

Got out of bed weakly, numbly picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and put them on, and his chaotic mind trembled suddenly when he heard a "click".

Turning around, He Zhengxiao showed his wheat-colored upper body, the scarf on his narrow waist blocked the key parts, and he came out of the bathroom with straight long legs. His hair was wet, and the undried water beads slowly rolled down the tight muscles of his upper body, flowing through the half-hidden mermaid line and falling into the bath towel.

Rich hormones, indescribably sexy.

"Awake?" He wiped his hair like no one else, the slightly curved curvature of his lips was still charming, his night eyes were as deep as ever, and his magnetic voice was a little teasing: "I thought you would sleep until noon." ”

Qiao Weihuan didn't know why, and suddenly calmed down.

Eight years ago, she put He Zhengxiao to sleep.

Eight years later, she was put back to sleep, and the two didn't owe each other.

Qiao Weihuan was inexplicably relieved, she sat back on the bed and raised her eyebrows defiantly, "I also thought you would have back pain and couldn't get out of bed." ”

He Zhengxiao gestured, his deep gaze fell on her, and then generously ripped off the bath towel around his waist and picked up the clothes and pants on the back of the chair.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

Although this thing is playing hooligan, I have to admit that the lower body and upper body of the hooligan are equally peugeot......

The breath of love last night had not yet dissipated, and suddenly became clear again. Qiao Weihuan's old face flushed, and she was a little annoyed: "I'm a woman anyway, do you dare to say hello before walking the birds?" ”

He Zhengxiao: "......"

He slowly put on his shirt and trousers, buttoned his shirt to the top, turned around, and looked like a dignified dress again, and his deep voice was serious, "Are you a woman, I have 'experienced' last night." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

Rubbing his temples as he admits defeat, "He Zhengxiao, let's get down to business." ”

Qiao Weihuan called He Zhengxiao's name for the first time, and unexpectedly felt that the shouting was very smooth, and smiled slightly, "When are you going back to Manchester?" ”

He Zhengxiao picked up the cigarette case on the table, slowly took out a cigarette, and lightly lit it on the table.

"Half a year at the latest."

Qiao Weihuan was stunned, "So long?" What do you have to do? ”

She pulled back her long brown hair and straightened her face, "Okay, since you want me to accompany you to act, then ensure the safety of me and the people around me, and I won't ask anything else." ”

The slender cigarette was put into his mouth, lit it elegantly, took a deep breath, and through a layer of ethereal smoke, He Zheng looked at Qiao Weihuan with uncertain eyes.

He didn't know now that she was smart, but she always surprised him unexpectedly, and her sanity was shocking.

However, when dealing with emotional matters, the authorities are indecisive and misjudged again and again.

Caution caused by low self-esteem?

Unlike, if it is inferiority, it will not only be reflected in the emotional aspect.

That is the shadow of childhood or the growth experience, and it may be her parents, who develop her suspicious feelings......

The cigarette was almost finished, Qiao Weihuan didn't wait for an answer, she frowned, and was about to speak, when there was a knock on the door.

He Zhengxiao's eyes narrowed, "Come in." ”

The maid pushed the door, lowered her eyebrows and asked respectfully, "Mr. He, the young master asked me to ask you if you want to have breakfast with Miss Qiao." ”

He Zhengxiao raised his hand silently, and he didn't know what instructions the maid had received, so he quietly closed the door.

Brainwave communication?

Qiao Weihuan was speechless: "What did you say?" ”

He Zhengxiao smiled suddenly, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and the smile on the corners of his lips was almost gentle.

Qiao Wei's heart jumped, the roots of his ears were a little hot, and he blinked his eyes and touched his nose.

Just looked like an old fritter with no face and no skin, and now you're actually shy?

He Zhengxiao had a plan, Sven extinguished the cigarette, calmly paced to the side of the bed, put one hand in his pocket, and stood still with amazing momentum, "After your conditions are finished, it's my turn." ”

Qiao Weihuan's eyes widened in disbelief and became angry, "You still have conditions?!" ”

"Courtesy is still exchanged."

He Zhengxiao bent down, he already had a strong sense of presence, and such a top-down approach forced Qiao Weihuan to retreat.

However, there was a bed behind her, so she had to support the bed with her elbows and half lie on it, He Zhengxiao's chest and breath were close at hand.

Good-looking fingers caressed her neck, bringing out a small patch of fine goosebumps.

The mark left on the neck last night made the butterfly's black thicker and thicker.

In the man's voice, there was an inexplicable ambiguity, "Appetite is for survival, sex/desire is for reproduction, and I am a normal person who will not erase my nature." ”

Qiao Weihuan actually understood!

It's the first time she's heard someone talk about sex/sex so high-sounding and reasonable!

Qiao Weihuan couldn't hide the red on her face anymore, and gave him a strange look, "I always thought you were very abstinent, it turned out to be so easy to hook up." ”

The woman's face was red, as if she had been in emotion last night.

He Zhengxiao's throat was itchy, and his breath that became warm sprayed on her delicate ear, pulled up a soft little hand and put it on his tight lower abdomen, slowly downward.

The night under his eyes was turbulent, and his voice was extremely hoarse, "Don't you feel very accomplished to arouse the desires/desires of abstinent people, huh?" ”

Qiao Weihuan: "! ”

Damn, why is this man hard in the morning!

She twisted her hand vigorously, but He Zhengxiao's strength was too great, she couldn't break free, and it looked like a ......

"Click", the door opened.

Qiao Weihuan: "!! ”

She turned her head stiffly, and saw a young man dressed in white, first raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then leaned on the door frame very naturally, and said lazily: "I'll fight upstairs when you ......"

He clasped his hands around his chest and sneered: "I didn't expect that the 'battle' was really fierce." ”

Qiao Weihuan covered her hot face, "He Zhengxiao!" ”

He Zhengxiao chuckled, let go of her hand without embarrassment, rubbed the top of her soft hair, and cracked a sharp gap in the warmth of her eyes.

"After washing up, go downstairs, have breakfast, and go to your wedding."

Qiao Weihuan dismantled a new box of toothbrushes, rinsed them briefly, and began to brush her teeth.

In the mirror, my eyes are clear, and I know exactly what I want to do.

The man who had just come in, she had seen.

Maybe people in China don't know him very well, but Cui Chengchuan, who is involved in all walks of life and all walks of life, although he rarely appears in front of people, the mystery on his body and the forces behind him that can't be figured out make people dare not underestimate him.

Who would have thought that such a figure would be the loyal dog of the Demville family?

Occasionally lazy and docile, occasionally baring fangs, biting the broken things that get in the way to death.

Cui Chengchuan's appearance here, does it prove that He Zhengxiao is about to start moving?

But no matter what He Zhengxiao wants to do, he is like a pervasive shadow, and he has squeezed into her life strongly.

Since you can't hide, let it be.

After rinsing his mouth carefully, Qiao Weihuan put down the water glass, wiped the water stains on his face, and turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

Take out the mobile phone in the bag, turn it on, and the messages of missed calls, WeChat, and text messages jump on the screen overwhelmingly.

Her hands were numb from the vibration of the phone, she couldn't read a single message, and the screen lit up again.

Moxilin called in.

……

From the beginning, the agent Feng Shanshan did not approve of Qiao Weihuan's public marriage. She was afraid that Qiao Weihuan's fans would be unhappy and affect her popularity, but there was no way, Chairman Mo's influence was much greater than Feng Shanshan's, and the other party said that she was going to hold a grand wedding, and she, the agent, could only stare dryly.

On the wedding day, as Qiao Weihuan's partner for many years, she naturally had to be there.

The time was getting closer and closer, the scene was full of people, Feng Shanshan sat in the front position, I don't know why, her eyelids jumped violently.

Feng Shanshan looked around the hall without a trace, and her heart sank.

Journalists were not allowed to attend the wedding, but now, several familiar reporters were present. In the half-open side door, there are two more entrants.

Feng Shanshan frowned, got up, and went to the lounge where the bride was.

Moxilin stood alone in front of the window, with his back to the light, unable to see his expression clearly, but he was about to get married, and he was not wearing a dress.

Hearing the door open behind him, Moxilin came back from his thoughts and turned his head to look.

Qiao Weihuan's agent frowned at him for a while, then closed the door and left.

Mo Xilin lowered his head, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and called Qiao Weihuan again.

The phone that had been turned off was answered, but Mo Xilin was stunned, forgetting what he was going to say to her.

But he quickly lost his troubles, because the phone was hung up.

This is the first time Qiao Weihuan hung up his phone.

Mo Xilin twisted his eyebrows, pulled his tight neckline, and called again, and the prompt said coldly: "Hello, the user you dialed is on the call......

Outside the door, Feng Shanshan, who hadn't gone far, gritted her teeth and picked up the phone: "Do you still know how to make a call?" Getting married today, you are not in the bridal lounge, where did you go? ”