"Didn't you drink it just now? Why not? You are my fiancée, I have a banquet today, as the future young lady of the Locke family, shouldn't you help me accompany the guests? Well? Take this glass of wine and go to pay tribute to Mr. Huang. Luo Qihui glanced at a fat-bellied middle-aged man.

The man smiled, "Luo Shao is polite, polite." Her eyes swept from Cheng Weiwei's face to her waist, and her eyes were rolling slightly, revealing greed.

Cheng Weiwei had to drink again.

"And Mr. Chen's." Luo Qihui poured another glass.

Cheng Weiwei gritted her teeth, picked up the wine glass again, and drank five or six glasses in a row.

Just when she couldn't stand steadily, Luo Qihui stuffed a room card into her coat pocket, blew in her ear, and whispered, "This is room 3309, you wait there first, I'll come right away." ”

The voice is low and ambiguous.

"Okay." Cheng Weiwei glanced at Luo Qihui and turned to leave.

She stumbled to room 3309, her head was heavy and she touched the room card to open the door, but the door suddenly opened from the inside, she couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground.

A man grabbed her arm, "Where did you come from?" The voice was deep, magnetic, and displeased.

Cheng Weiwei tried to open her eyes and look up, only to see the young man in front of her, tall, extremely well-proportioned, with a bare upper body and long legs, a bath towel loosely wrapped around her waist, and water droplets dripping from the tips of her hair.

The smell of cologne on the man's body rushed into her nose and made her feel restless.

How can there be a man in this room?

She wanted to bite him down.

It's bad, it's not supposed to drink.

Cheng Weiwei staggered and ripped off her coat, and the black tight little dress lined her slender and slender, and her waist was full of hand. The snow-white skin and black skirt, the collision of two strong colors, make people's blood surge and want to commit crimes.

The man's eyes jumped, his deep gaze stared coldly at her face, his thin lips pursed, and he looked very indifferent and ruthless.

Cheng Weiwei squinted her drunken eyes and looked at the man in front of her, "Who are you......"

The man sneered and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm ......" Cheng Weiwei felt more and more lightheaded, her tongue was curled, she tried to stand firmly, but she couldn't stand steadily, she threw herself headlong at the man, threw herself into his arms, and subconsciously pulled the bath towel from the man's waist.

"Do you know what you did?" The only shield was gone, and the man's handsome face was even darker than ink, "You provoked me." ”

He picked up Cheng Weiwei horizontally and walked to the big bed.

The little woman after being drunk, as soft as if she had no bones.

……

Cheng Weiwei had a dream, in which a noble-looking and handsome man kissed her wildly.

She tried to see what he looked like, but she didn't have the strength to open them.

"You...... Who is it? She seemed to ask.

The man said three words, but she didn't hear them clearly, and then she completely fainted again.

……

When Cheng Weiwei came to her senses, it was already dawn.

Floor-to-ceiling dark blue windows hang low, allowing a ray of sunlight to peek through the cracks in the curtains.

She's ......

Some fragments flashed in her mind, and Cheng Weiwei straightened up in shock.

Was she crazy last night?

After thinking about it, she began to look for money in her coat pocket, but found only one steel crasher, which she threw on the pillow, and then, lightly, slipped out of the room.

After the door closed, Cheng Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while, she was stunned again.

Because, she saw that on the door of the opposite room, 3309 was written impressively.

So the room she entered last night was......