Chapter 1: The President of the Counterattack
The sun shined through the glass window and fell on Lian Shaokang's face.
He was lying on a large bed, sleeping.
His eyebrows looked gentle, and the resolute outline lines gave him a little more cold majesty.
The sunlight moved to his eyes, and the scorching light gradually awakened his consciousness.
"Shhh
Lian Shaokang sat up slowly, and the severe headache made him a little dazed.
On the phone next to it, there is a laser logo of the Duke of Marton Hotel.
This hotel is one of the super five-star hotels controlled by Ta Lian's Holdings. But before, he was obviously at the Lian Clan's Hall, at his grandfather's 70th birthday banquet, toasting his grandfather's birthday, how could he suddenly appear here?
There was a pain in his head, and some broken images flashed quickly through his mind.
At the birthday banquet where the guests gathered, he raised his glass to toast his grandfather, who smiled so happily that he and the elders at the table drank three glasses in a row.
After the third glass of wine, he suddenly felt a little dizzy, and his hands and feet were a little weak, so his grandfather asked Gu Liuxing, the daughter of the Gu family, to help him to rest.
Gu Liuxing wore enchanting heavy makeup, and the smell of perfume on his body made his head even more dizzy.
He wanted to return to his original position, but as he walked, it seemed as if he had entered a hotel room, and then a woman pushed him down on the bed......
He recalled carefully, but he couldn't remember what the woman looked like!
Damn, he shouldn't have done it with Gu Meteoring! If it was true, that woman would definitely make a fuss all over the world and force him to marry her!
He has been guarding himself like a jade for so many years, but he is not here to spoil her!
Lian Shaokang pulled up the quilt, and the kiss marks on his body were mottled and staggered, making the blood in his head flow backwards instantly, and he ran madly over 10,000 grass and mud horses in his heart!
Damn, I really did it!
The wine he drank was handed by this woman, and she must have drugged it!
I have long known that she has bad intentions, but I didn't expect her to be so bold!
I have to hurry up and go back and think about how to teach her a lesson!
Lian Shaokang was angry, put on his pants, and was rummaging around for his shirt, when footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.
"Awake?"
A lazy and pleasant voice came slowly from behind him.
Lian Shaokang turned his head nervously, and didn't see Gu Liuxing, but saw a strange woman with a slender and tall figure like a model, fresh and clean facial features, wrapped in a bath towel, gently wiping her half-dried short burgundy hair, and walking towards him.
The corners of her mouth were slightly smiling, calm and a little careless. The beautiful phoenix eyes, like glass beads soaked in water, were pitch black and bright, making him feel a sense of dΓ©jΓ vu inexplicably.
"Who are you?"
Lian Shaokang folded his arms and looked at her vigilantly, pursing his lips, revealing his usual fierce aura when facing others.
"Don't recognize?" Song Tong stared at him, squinting slightly dangerously.
She walked in front of Lian Shaokang, leaned over, her slender and white fingertips, teasingly hooked his smooth chin, put her lips next to his lips, and asked ambiguously, "Forget me so soon?" β
"Should I remember?" Lian Shaokang continued to maintain a sharp aura, and inadvertently felt the faint softness on her chest, and the roots of her ears, but unconsciously climbed up a layer of light red.
Song Tong's gaze swept over the roots of his ears, and the corners of his lips drew a meaningful arc.
She also thought that Lian Shaokang had really changed as a person, and the coldness on the surface was all disguised, and inside was still the shy little boy she knew.
"What do you say?" Song Tong was not worried at all this time, looking at Lian Shaokang was like looking at a 100% familiar person.
She hooked his ankle with her toes, hooked forward hard, and relied on her height of 175 to knock Lian Shaokang directly on the bed.
From Lian Shaokang's point of view, you can clearly see the "scenery" that Song Tong extends into the bath towel.
He turned his head away in embarrassment, and the red at the base of his ears became a little deeper, but his voice still sounded serious and majestic: "This lady, if you have anything to say, let's say it in another way." β
His upright and unyielding appearance made Song Tong couldn't help but smile.
This guy hasn't even recognized her yet.
"Alas~" Song Tong rolled his eyes and decided not to tell him first, pretending to be sad and holding down his heart, his expression was sad.
"Mr. Lian, I spent so much effort last night to save you from the clutches of a pervert, and you turned your head and didn't remember me, and you still spoke to me in such an indifferent tone. It's really sad for me. β
As she spoke, she slowly lowered her body, and her warm lips pressed to his ear, pressing against his red and feverish earlobe, "It seems that I need to remind you of who I am." β
As she spoke, her plump curves began to fit tightly on Lian Shaokang's body, making his body unconsciously tense and at a loss.
"You can get me up first, and then ...... Hmm, heyβ"
Before he could finish his words, two pieces of warmth were imprinted on his lips.
I said...... You-"
The soft lips were close to each other, tossing and turning, gentle to the bone, making his heart throb inexplicably, and his originally stiff body gradually relaxed.
The air was plundered, and it wasn't until he was kissed that he couldn't breathe well, and Song Tong slowly let go of him, "Do you remember?" β
She smirked, her teeth biting her lips into his lips, her nimble hands slowly dipping down the waistcoat line.
"Hey, you!" Lian Shaokang was shocked and glared at her angrily.
"Hey, what, don't I have a name? My name is Song Tong. β
"Okay, Miss Song!" Lian Shaokang took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and grabbed Song Tong's hand tightly, "Don't be like this." You're sensible, okay? β
"Poof." Song Tong couldn't help but be happy, he looked so serious, he really looked like he was stupid when he was a child.
Song Tong broke free of his pull and gently pinched his chin: "President Lian is so serious now, have you forgotten how wild he was last night?" β
She smirked and took off her bath towel.
On the white and delicate skin like white jade, there are wonderful kiss marks everywhere.
Lian Shaokang is almost wooden.
He made it all up with this? Why didn't he remember at all?
"Looks like I'll have to go into more detail." Song Tong looked at his blank expression, hooked his lips slightly, pressed his hands on his powerful and broad shoulders, and slowly swam along his chest.
"You were like a helpless little lamb in that pervert's hands last night. Her eyes are foggy, her steps are staggering, and she is struggling to grasp the doorknob, like a little girl who is about to be bullied by bad people. β
"It was I who kindly stepped forward and saved you from the clutches of that pervert."
"But I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. Under the appearance of your little sheep, there was a big pervert hidden, and I helped you to the bed, and you turned over and pressed me under you, and the fiery kiss, like a fire in the prairie fire, swept over frantically, and swallowed me without giving me a chance to resist! β
"Now, do you have an impression?" Song Tong looked at him with a wicked smile, wanting to see what kind of expression he would have when he remembered it.
Faintly, some fiery and intertwined pictures came out of Lian Shaokang's mind.
However, he resolutely didn't want to admit that the man in those pictures was him.
He has always kept a super long distance from women, how could he do such a wild thing!
There is only one person who can make him want to be close, but it's a pity that ......
A trace of pain filled his heart, and Lian Shaokang stopped the memories that would make his heart ache in time.
He pushed Song Tong's hand away, propped himself half-leaning on the pillow, and pointed to the pinch marks on his arms and ribs: "Look at what you did, are you embarrassed to accuse me?" β
Even if he hadn't been poisoned by Gu Liuxing, wouldn't he have lost his body?
This is called just out of the tiger's den, and then into the wolf's den, no matter how you say it, it is the bad luck of him, the victim who was tragically drugged!
Lian Shaokang sighed depressedly, and Song Tong patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Don't worry, I will be responsible for you." β
"Hmm...... Well? Lian Shaokang agreed, only to realize that something was wrong.
She is responsible, how is she responsible? Why does that sound a little wrong?
Song Tong looked at his eyes a little confused, and a wicked smile spread at the corner of his mouth, wrapping around his neck and pressing him down again, the soft lips, and his sexy thin lips, were only 0.01 mm.
"There's something I forgot to mention. Before I can take charge, I have to collect some interest. β
"Interest? Collect it now? β
"Hmm." Song Tong smiled and reprinted his lips on Lian Shaokang's lips.
The kiss was blazing, she never gave Lian Shaokang a chance to refuse, and the extreme temptation lured him into desire.
In the room, two flames quickly ignited and entangled.
After taking a shower again, Lian Shaokang came out of the bathroom and saw Song Tong picking up his white shirt.
"Thank you." He walked over and reached for his shirt.
Song Tong hooked his lips and smiled, and directly put the white shirt on his body.
"Miss Song, this is my ......"
"I don't want to wear yours either, but my clothes are torn by you, so I can only do it." Song Tong shrugged helplessly and glanced at the chair on the side.
Lian Shaokang followed her line of sight, and sure enough, under the chair, he saw a broken women's dress.
Lian Shaokang sighed, a little wanting to hold his forehead.
Yesterday, he was really crazy beyond his imagination!
"Yesterday ......" he looked up and wanted to say something to Song Tong, but was caught by Song Tong's back in a white shirt.
The light outside the window shrouded her, and her graceful figure loomed in the white shirt that was a little transparent by the light, making the blood in his whole body seem to be surging to some unspeakable position in an instant.
"Ahem." Lian Shaokang turned around a little uncomfortably, not wanting Song Tong to discover his abnormality.
He also obeyed himself, so many years ago, no matter how sexy a woman was in front of him, he didn't feel it at all. Why did Song Tong wear a white shirt to make him so out of control!
Song Tong put on his pants and felt that the white shirt was a bit big, so he pulled up the hem of the white shirt and tied a knot, which instantly transformed it into a fashion weapon.
A loose white shirt paired with her slim black trousers looks fresh and capable, and a little sexy.