A sweet-looking little girl took the lead in coaxing.

It seems that this pungent character is completely in contrast to sweetness.

Liangliang drank a little too much, and forgot what task Zhao Zifeng said tonight, she staggered two steps, pushed Zhao Zifeng and said: "Cousin, I have helped you so many times, you have to help me once." ”

With the courage to get drunk, she stuffed the wine glass into Zhao Zifeng's hand, "Drink, don't grind with the little girl." ”

Zhao Zifeng glanced at her helplessly, if it weren't for his aunt's repeated advice, he wouldn't have planned to get used to her drinking.

"Yes, Mr. Zhao is in the mall, and drinking should be no problem."

……

Zhao Zifeng raised his head, drank all the wine in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it enough?" ”

His voice was as mellow as the wine that had just been put into his mouth, low and magnetic, and a hint of admiration flashed in the girls' eyes.

He also wanted to pull Zhao Zifeng to drink two more glasses, but he didn't give a chance at all, and dragged Liangliang to the corner.

"The driver sent you back, you drank too much."

Liangliang nodded Zhao Zifeng's shoulder, "Cousin, come on tonight!" ”

After sending Liangliang away, he was going to end there, but who knew that a few people from the business partners came up and toasted him without saying a word.

He drank two more glasses, and after almost a bottle of wine, he felt a little drunk.

He had some stomach discomfort, so he stopped drinking, opened a room card, and slept directly in the hotel.

The decoration of the hotel, which is dedicated to banquets for the rich, is naturally not bad, and he opened a most luxurious presidential suite, pulled the tie that was in the way on his chest, and lay down on the bed.

Although I drank a lot, my head was still clear.

He pulled out his phone from his suit jacket, slid his fingers down, and paused on Sun Mengjiao's name.

He squinted his eyes for a moment, and the name seemed to be engraved in his mind, extremely clear.

He dialed it out and turned on the speakerphone.

Sun Mengjiao didn't feel sleepy, she got up from the bed, and was about to watch a TV series to divert her attention, when the mobile phone in her hand suddenly vibrate, and her hands were numb.

As soon as she saw Zhao Zifeng's three words, it was like being electrocuted, and before she could think about it, she took it.

Thinking that he must be having a good time with that girl now, he said angrily, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhao Zifeng couldn't help frowning slightly, stood up danglingly, and walked to the bathroom.

He said in a commanding tone, "Bring me TT." ”

tt？

Sun Mengjiao suspected that her ears had heard it wrong, how could this person be so shameless that he had no boundaries and no shame.

And, listening carefully, she listened to the other end of the phone, as if there was some sound of water, and it rang non-stop.

The only thought crossed her mind.

This shameless fellow, is taking a bath.

She clenched her hand on her phone, and with her other hand, she clutched the sheet underneath tightly, gasping for breath.

She angrily refused: "I'm not going!" ”

Zhao Zifeng was slightly stunned, and looked at himself in the mirror and shaved his beard every day, leaving only a little bit of slag.

Immediately thinking of the reason why she reacted so much to reject him, he suddenly said more seriously: "I am your boss, and you are still in the agreement, and you have no right to refuse." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without the slightest pause.

Sun Mengjiao's lips opened slightly, and before she could say what she was about to say, she didn't expect Zhao Zifeng to hang up, she stared at the mobile phone with a black screen, and said angrily: "You go to pick up girls yourself, I still have to send you tt!" Can you still stop nodding face? ”

She seemed to take the mobile phone for Zhao Zifeng, and when she was angry and reprimanded, her saliva sprayed onto the mobile phone screen.

She threw away her phone angrily, wrapped herself in the quilt, turned around several times, and kept shouting: "Bastard! Bastard! ”

After venting, she suddenly sat up from the bed, revealing her already messy head, which was already messy.

She still had to send it, obviously she didn't want to go subjectively, but there was always a force pushing her over.

She was always dominated by this inexplicable force, as if as long as there was anything about Zhao Zifeng and that girl, she couldn't help but pay attention.

She gritted her teeth, jumped up from the bed, combed her messy hair, and deliberately pulled up a lady's hairstyle.

Behind the ears, she put on makeup beautifully, picked it out in the wardrobe for a long time, and picked out a very bright and pure suit.

As soon as she put it on, her beautiful and arrogant temperament came out.

No matter what, if you lose anything, you can't lose your momentum.

She found several boxes of TT in the drawer of Zhao Zifeng's bedroom, and she said disdainfully: "The sanctimonious guy turns out to hide so many thoughts, it's really blind." ”

Based on the few times she and Zhao Zifeng happened, there were very few after that, so these TT, she should think that he must have had some kind of one-night relationship with countless other women.

She stuffed a box of TT into her bag and hurried to the hotel.

When she arrived downstairs at the hotel, she looked up at the building that was still lit with bright lights, and suddenly sighed: "It's eleven o'clock, and I'm still drunk!" ”

Zhao Zifeng finished taking a bath, he was almost sober when he was drunk, he came out of the bathroom, wiped his hair with a towel, looked at his mobile phone, there was no phone and no text message, and then walked to the door, opened the door and looked, there was no one.

He frowned, and planned to pick up the phone to urge her, but tonight was a matter of course, if she didn't come, the previous work would be wasted.

"Hello Miss, do you have a reservation?"

The waiter asked respectfully and politely.

Sun Mengjiao didn't know which room he was in, so she could only stand at the front desk downstairs of the hotel and shook her head in confusion.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask."

Originally, Sun Mengjiao planned to hand it over and leave, but now she has to ask for the room number to send it over, and the problem is very troublesome.

She hesitated and dialed Zhao Zifeng's phone.

"What's your room number?"

She still asked angrily, with a little reluctance and displeasure, which she could hear as soon as she heard it.

When Zhao Zifeng heard this question, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, presumably she had already come.

"Presidential Suite 1208."

She hung up the phone and said to the front desk attendant, "President Suite 1208, can I go in now?" ”

Because it is a high-end hotel, people who come in and out will ask to register one by one, especially strangers, and in terms of security, they do their best.

At least this is the first advantage that Sun Mengjiao felt when she came in.

The front desk clerk smiled and said, "Okay, please go up with our waiter." ”

Sun Mengjiao followed the waiter upstairs, and the waiter standing at the front desk looked at her very ambiguously, although it was very vague, but she still caught it.

"Zhao Zifeng! You're going to have nothing to do! ”

She grumbled secretly, and quickly followed the waiter's steps.

"Ding Dong!"

The sound of ringing the doorbell rang, Zhao Zifeng opened the door, and when he saw Sun Mengjiao, who couldn't hide the resentment on his face, he almost hooked his lips and smiled, but he still pretended to be indifferent.

Sun Mengjiao saw that he was wearing a bathrobe all over his body, the V-neck of the bathrobe was open very low, revealing his strong muscle texture, and under the hem of the bathrobe, there were two calves with a masculine atmosphere, and the lines were as resolute as the contours of his face.

His hair was not completely dry, and some of it was wet and fell to his sideburns, and the bangs on his forehead were all combed back and attached to the top of his head, revealing his delicately contoured and three-dimensional cheeks.

Deep and dark eyes, as dark as night, indescribably handsome and extraordinary between the eyebrows, this is what Sun Mengjiao has to admit, Zhao Zifeng, just his tall and long-legged appearance and deliberate appearance of a knife and axe do have some fatal attraction to women.

The door was half-open and half-hidden, Sun Mengjiao didn't plan to go in, so she took out the box of tt from her bag, threw it directly into his hand, and said bluntly: "What you want." ”

After saying that, he was going to leave, and he didn't even want to go in the door, let alone see the figure of the woman inside.

Before she could fully turn around, her arm was suddenly grabbed and dragged directly into the room, and before she could even react, the person had already entered the room, and the door was closed by him in an instant.

She was spun twice, and Zhao Zifeng hugged her and threw herself directly on the bed.

"Zhao Zifeng, what are you going to do? Let me go! ”

Sun Mengjiao was startled, looked around, and saw that there was no one else in the room except him, and when a trace of doubt rose in her heart, Zhao Zifeng leaned down, looked at her vertically, and teased with a little meaning: "What are you looking at?" Woman? ”

Sun Mengjiao was told the central thing, don't look away, try not to collide with his eyes, and forced herself to calm down: "What do you want...... I've ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Zifeng pressed down again, and his voice was as low as a cello with bewitchment, "What do I want?" ”

"Avoid ......" came to her lips, she looked at his burning eyes, and almost blurted out the words and swallowed them back, putting his face on her face, she couldn't say these three words.

Instead, it was Zhao Zifeng, whose voice rose and said casually: "Huh? ”

When he asked, it was clear that he was here to stimulate Sun Mengjiao, and the heart in her chest suddenly beat violently, making her feel as if she might jump out at any time.

"Zhao Zifeng, what do you want to do? One, I'm not your girlfriend! Second, I'm just sending you something, you might as well keep your leisure and go to your girlfriend! ”

She pushed Zhao Zifeng away hard, grabbed the clothes at the neckline, hugged her figure, tried to get up from the bed, and got out of bed with uncoordinated steps.

Although she didn't see the third person in the room, he asked her to bring TT over, which shows that he is ready to turn the clouds and rain in the hotel with his girlfriend, so what's the matter with provoking her now?

Zhao Zifeng dragged his head with the palm of his hand, lay on the bed on his side with half bend, and after seeing her throw a box of TT on the table, he walked towards the door.

He got up suddenly, so fast that only a white shadow passed in front of Sun Mengjiao, and at the moment when she reached out to help the doorknob, he propped his hands on the sides of her head on the door behind her.

"Tell me, are you jealous?"

Zhao Zifeng played with her hair hanging down at her sideburns, hooked his lips and smiled, staring at the look on her face, not letting go of the slightest.

Sun Mengjiao's black and white pupils dodged instantly, lowering her head to look at the ground.

I don't know where the brute force came from, her legs bent and struck towards the middle of his thighs, the palms of both hands were on his tight shoulder armor, pulling forward, she took advantage of his conditioned reflex to retreat, from his confinement, hunched over and squatted, quickly opened the door, and rushed out.

There was still a gust of wind that she had walked by, and it seemed to carry her anger.

Zhao Zifeng deliberately stepped back slightly, allowing her to run out like a kitten.

Because of the action just now, the ties of his nightgown were loose, and the V-neck neckline was already low to the waist and abdomen, and he pulled it up lazily and casually, stretched out his hand, and felt the delicate touch of Sun Mengjiao's wrist just now.

The door slowly closed, and he was the only one left in the huge presidential suite.

None of the expressions on her face just now escaped his eyes.