Chapter IX Confession

There are few people who know her landline number, is it ......

"Hi, Aimer." There was a faint voice on the other end of the phone, a nice male voice, soft and a little unreal. "I guess you just took a shower, and now you're wearing only a bath towel around you, right, dear......"

Clear thinking was messy again, and Aimer's red lips opened slightly, but he couldn't say a word. She looked around the room, and seemed to feel that there was a pair of eyes looking directly at her. Funny.

"Now, your heart is in turmoil, you are looking around nervously, and your lips are twitching slightly, tsk, very seductive!"

The magnetic voice continued, and Aimer's expression kept changing. Her hand gripping the microphone stiffened and finally ......

"Luo Qifeng!" She couldn't bear it anymore and yelled at the microphone: "You're a madman!" ”

Who is his dear? What the hell is this man trying to do? How does he know her landline number?

Deliberately ignoring Ai Yimer's anger, Luo Qifeng's voice was still lingering: "You must be surprised, how can I have your number?" Come out and I'll tell you. ”

His commanding tone, with his innate domineering, Aimer's body trembled uncontrollably.

She and him have not met for twenty-four hours, and he has already brought her one after another 'surprises', such 'surprises', even once, she finds it difficult to accept!

"Luo Qifeng, don't bother me!"

Without hesitation, Ai Yimo hung up the phone, and she even ripped off the phone line, thinking that she could be quiet for a while, but ......

The knock on the door rang out the next moment, and one after the other, with a tendency to knock louder and louder.

Grabbing her hair with both hands, Ai Yimo was almost crazy, she covered her ears hard, but her mind kept flashing over Luo Qifeng's frightened appearance.

"Come out, honey, I miss you......"

Thinking of Ai Yimer's angry appearance, Luo Qifeng couldn't help but laugh. He happily patted on the paint peeling door, completely ignoring how inconsistent his actions were with his identity at the moment.

She used to live in such a dilapidated place, this building is very old, very old, even the cement of the stairs fell miserably, what kind of woman is she?

"Luo Qifeng, are you still finished?!" Excitedly opening the door, Ai Yimo felt that if this continued, she would definitely have a nervous breakdown.

There was an intoxicating smile in his eyes, and the hand he had been slapping the door was still stained with the red paint that had fallen, and he looked at her without blinking, smiling like a ruffian.

Suddenly, he said in a determined tone, "I knew you would open the door......

Luo Qifeng's determination made Ai Yimo stunned, he walked straight into the house, stared at Ai Yimo with anger on his face, and asked slowly: "How does it feel about this half-day vacation?" ”

A lamp, a cup, a table and a chair, everything in her small room is alone!

It's weird!

"You asked the Yin family to give me a vacation?" Extremely dissatisfied with Luo Qifeng's strange gaze, Ai Yimo had already guessed how Luo Qifeng knew her number and address.

When she went to Yin's job before, she submitted a personal information form, and Luo Qifeng must have known her information from the information sheet. He is like a calculating fox, and with ease, he controls everything.

"Didn't I just let them give you a holiday, you say, how to repay me?" The first time he tried her taste, he didn't plan to let go so quickly, not to mention, she provoked him first.

Although she had wrapped herself tightly before opening the door, Luo Qifeng's eyes were very sharp, and after all, Ai Yimo still had some palpitations, and she gritted her teeth and asked, "What are you planning?" ”

This time, it was she who was questioning him, but she seemed so unconfident.

Luo Qifeng's eyes were very dark, and they didn't match the smile on the corner of his lips, he approached Ai Yimer and whispered in her ear seductively: "Accompany me to the banquet tonight, huh?" ”

"Why?" Luo Qifeng's figure enveloped her, and under his thoughtful gaze, Ai Yimo felt that he was about to suffocate.

The corners of his lips slowly rose, and Luo Qifeng's warm breath poured into Ai Yimer's ears: "Just because you bit my lip, now, I am broken......"

"I'm not ......"

"So a superficial kiss is over? Oh, you're so naΓ―ve. Luo Qifeng chuckled, and in his opinion Ai Yimer had been playing the trick of refusing to return.

It was as if she had just opened the door......

With a sneer, the curvature raised by Ai Yimo was very beautiful: "The women around you President Luo are piled up, why do you have to pester me!" ”

"Oh? Looks like you know me well? In that case, you'd better accompany me to the banquet obediently, or ......"

Originally, he didn't plan to attend Lan Xia's birthday dinner, but from the moment he knew that Ai Yimer was working at the Yin family, he changed his mind.

Ai Yimo could guess what the second half of Luo Qifeng's words were, she took a few steps back, and said angrily: "Luo Qifeng, don't go too far!"

He was ready to threaten her with Yin's job, he could let her take half a day off, and naturally let her take a vacation forever.

This man is so hateful!

"You just have to answer, accompany me or not." In fact, if this woman only wants money, he will give as much as she dares to ask, but she doesn't seem to be here for money.

"Can I not accompany me?" didn't give Luo Qifeng a good look, Ai Yimo said word by word: "For the last time, don't bother me in the future, don't threaten me again!" ”

"Okay." With a sinister smile in his eyes, Luo Qifeng agreed unequivocally. "Now, then, come with me."

"Where to go?" Isn't Luo Qifeng talking about a dinner party? He asked her to come with him now, what did he want!

This woman's vigilance is really heavy!

Luo Qifeng didn't speak again, he grabbed Ai Yimo's hand domineeringly and walked downstairs.

Ai Yimo was almost forced into the car by Luo Qifeng, and he sat in the driver's seat, his handsome side face softly softened.

"Nervous about what? I'm not going to eat you again. Turning sideways slightly, fastening Ai Yimer's seat belt, Luo Qifeng thought for a while, and then said: "Besides, I will definitely admit it after eating, you can rest assured......"

The faint smell of shower gel on Ai Yimo's body made Luo Qifeng's expression become trance-like, he raised his eyes to look at her, and asked for a long time: "Cherry flavor, do you like cherry flavor?" ”

Cherry flavor, Fang Yichun's favorite cherry-flavored shower gel......

They were so close that the tips of his hair were tickling the tip of her nose, numb and itchy, Ai Yimo was a little embarrassed, she turned her face away, but her lips gently brushed Luo Qifeng's face.