Luo Qifeng's gaze was slightly dissatisfied, and it seemed to be a little evil and provocative, in short, his eyes made Ai Yimo feel very uncomfortable. So she was polite, and pushed Luo Qifeng to rush out the door.

"This is my house, if I let you out, you have to get out!" One by one, why can't they let her catch her breath? She's drowsy now, so uncomfortable!

"Cut." Rolling his eyes, Luo Qifeng really didn't know, should he say that this woman was stupid or naïve. He grabbed Aimer's waist hard, tucked her limp body into the crook of his arm, and asked her, "Are you sure this is your house?" ”

"What do you mean?!" Leaning against Luo Qifeng's muscular chest, Ai Yimo was ashamed and angry, and such an intimate posture made her very uneasy.

His body temperature penetrated through the fabric to her skin, and the feeling of both of them being wet was unbearable, and Ai Yimo should have resisted it, but at this moment she forgot to resist.

Burying his face in Ai Yimer's neck, Luo Qifeng let out a lazy breath like a flirtatious one: "Didn't you just ask me how I got in?" He took out the key and shook it in front of Aimer's eyes, and as he threw it to the ground, he was very satisfied with her astonishment. Well, I just opened the door with the key and came in. ”

Pushing Luo Qifeng away like a frenzy, Ai Yimo crouched down and picked up the key, which she looked at carefully and made sure it was the key to her house.

She was confused, angry, and panicked, and she asked Luo Qifeng word by word: "Where did you get the key?" ”

"The landlord gave it to me!" How depressed was she? Even this cramped house is rented. If her life was so uneasy, why did she still disdain the sky-high check in the morning?

What an elusive woman!

"What do you want this house for!" Luo Qifeng must feel that she is embarrassed and ridiculous now, right? The key was given to him by the landlord, does that mean that the landlord sublet the house to him?

"What are you doing, it's just ...... On a whim. Luo Qifeng's tone was very casual, and at first glance it sounded a little mischievous.

"Do you think that's fun?" The voice was very soft and a little trembling, Ai Yimo squatted like this, she stared at the condescending Luo Qifeng, such eyes, fragile but unruly.

The landlord said a few days ago that if she didn't pay last month's rent, he would rent the house to someone else. However, she didn't expect it to be so soon, and the new tenant was still Luo Qifeng!

He is the president of Luo's, what kind of mansion does he want? Why do you have to have this little dilapidated house?

Ai Yimer's gaze, Luo Qifeng had a moment of flashing, and that kind of look struck his heart violently. His gaze froze for a moment, then slowly moved downward, and finally he withdrew his emotions and asked in a low voice, "Don't you think it's funny?" Tsk tsk, is this posture of yours tempting me now? ”

She squatted, and the bandeau dress was even lower, and the exposed deep furrow easily entered Luo Qifeng's eyes, but it teased his heart heavily.

Suddenly realizing where the fire in his eyes came from, Ai Yimo hurriedly protected his chest, stood up and yelled at Luo Qifeng: "I didn't! ”

Instinctively, Aimer stepped back, she was confused, she didn't know what he wanted. However, Ai Yimo took a step back, Luo Qifeng went further, the house was so small, it was only a few steps, and she had no way to retreat.

"Really?" With a big hand, Luo Qifeng once again imprisoned Ai Yimo in his arms, and he just wanted to bow his head and kiss her cold lips, but she suddenly cried.

Looking at her embarrassed appearance, Luo Qifeng smiled mockingly and said, "What? Sad and aggrieved? ”

Ai Yimo bit her lip, she really wanted to give Luo Qifeng a slap in the face, and then pack up her things and leave the house, but at night, there was still a storm outside, and thinking of Yin's work, she still couldn't help it. She put aside her pride and lowered her voice and said, "Tomorrow, I'll move out of here tomorrow, okay?" ”

She was anxiously waiting for Luo Qifeng's words, but he looked at her directly and didn't say anything.

The four eyes met, one angry, the other deep, Ai Yimo seemed to understand the meaning of Luo Qifeng, she turned her face away, said coldly, and said, "Give me ten minutes to clean up my things......"

"Five minutes." Luo Qifeng finally spoke, he let go of Ai Yimer, unbuttoned his wet shirt, and lay straight on the bed.

Ai Yimo didn't speak again, she knew that Luo Qifeng was deliberately making things difficult for her. But why did he do this to her? They have no grievances!

Taking a breath, Ai Yimo opened the closet to pack his clothes, but Luo Qifeng spoke lazily.

He said slowly: "This bed doesn't look good, but it's quite comfortable to sleep, but I don't know how the bearing capacity is......" There was her smell on the sheets, that faint fragrance, a bit like a cherry, and it didn't seem to be, in short, it was light and smelly.

"You say, if two people are moving on it, will the bed fall apart?" As if adding, Luo Qifeng pillowed his head with his hands and squinted his eyes slightly.

What's going on in this guy's head! Without paying attention to Luo Qifeng, Ai Yimo stuffed all her clothes into the suitcase, she looked at him, and said word by word: "Please get up, I will take this quilt and bed sheets." ”

"Let's go?" Luo Qifeng suddenly laughed, he got up and took Ai Yimer's hand, and said, "Then let's go." ”

"We?" Ai Yimo was stunned, she didn't understand what Luo Qifeng meant.

"Of course, if you think this bed can handle the weight of the two of us, it doesn't hurt to do it here." He smiled wickedly and casually looked out the window at the pouring rain.

"Luo Qifeng, what do you want!" Aimer was franticed, her hand holding the suitcase was shaking, and the pain in her palm seeped into her heartstrings.

"Let's put it this way, I'll give you two options." Very good, this woman is angry, didn't she look at the man ambiguously in the car just now? Damn, she not only got into that man's car, but also looked at that man ambiguously!

Luo Qifeng's tone was no longer lazy, his tone was cold, and Ai Yimo felt that the anger in his eyes seemed to be stronger than hers.

"Which two options?" She looked away from his firm, sexy chest.

Luo Qifeng gently pinched Ai Yimo's chin, and the tips of her hair were still dripping with water, and the drops of water dripped down her face, which made her skin appear more delicate and silky.

It's just that her face is very pale and cold.

Such a strange touch made Luo Qifeng stunned for a moment, but he was only stunned. Evil and domineering, he hooked his lips and chuckled, and said, "Either follow me, or we are ......"

His gaze slowly moved to the little bed, and it was self-evident what his second choice for Aimer was.