He got up, picked up his suit and hugged her body, reached out to pick her up, and walked outside.

In the presidential suite of the night banquet, he put her on the bed and helped her cover the quilt.

The dim light casts a quiet soft light on everything around us.

He sat on the edge of the bed, half of his body hidden in the dark, surrounded by warmth, looking at the warm eyes of his heart and nostalgia.

I don't know how long he watched it before he reluctantly got up, turned around and left, closed the door, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed Su Mingzhe's number.

Xinnuan didn't sleep soundly, and in her dreams, she felt that she had been thrown into the fire, burning her internal organs to ashes.

She struggled desperately, kicked off the covers, and reached for her clothes, trying to make herself feel better.

She closed her eyes and struggled desperately, when suddenly a white light shot at her from the window.

In an instant, the warmth of the heart on the bed quickly shrank.

The white light disappeared, and a white nine-tailed fox lay on the big bed, its tail swaying gently.

She tried hard to hold on to her little paws, but she couldn't get up after trying hard for a long time.

At last he whimpered, and his white fluffy head fell asleep on his lap.

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When she woke up the next morning, her heart was warm and dizzy, and she reached out from the bed and knocked her head hard.

It feels good to be drunk, but it feels bad to have a hangover.

She sat up with her limp body, and in a daze, she saw the man standing by the window, looking at herself with a positive expression.

Would she think of him like that? Hallucinations? Xinnuan didn't believe it, so he closed his eyes vigorously and opened them again.

The man in front of him was clearer, he was still looking at himself expressionlessly, with a touching handsome face, and a bitter and hateful look.

Xinnuan just wanted to swear a dirty word, thinking that he was really crazy, and reached out to touch his mobile phone, but his little hand was covered by a hot big hand.

She looked up in astonishment, and her eyes were sucked in by those deep and cold blue eyes.

She opened her mouth and stammered, "Qing...... Qingcheng? ”

He admits that he has been very unhappy in the past few days, and he thinks about teaching her a good lesson every moment when he sees her, but he can't get down when he looks at her cute sleeping face, and he can't do it when he looks at her cute confused appearance.

He was annoyed that he didn't look like himself when he saw her, but he let himself go like this again and again, letting himself fall into her sight again and again.

Xinnuan was just about to say something, but his chin was held by the man strongly, and his mouth was quickly gagged.

In a strong and determined position, he kissed deeply, heavily, and wanted to swallow it in the next second.

The scorching breath poured into his body continuously, with the domineering and affectionate, familiar pleasure that is unique to men.

Almost instinctively, she reached out and hooked her hands around his neck, leaning towards him, trying to get closer to him.

The soft, warm body with a unique fragrance hit him, and he only felt that his body stiffened, and suddenly turned into a red-hot piece of iron, sizzling with a thick fire.

If it was nothing before, he could have endured it all the time, but since the first time, as long as he lies on the bed these days, his mind is full of her slender and soft waist, bright red lips, and those seductive eyes.

They come out of the depths of his heart all the time, making him itchy and sleeping.

Mo Qingcheng instinctively hugged her, brutally attacking the city, his fingers roaming her skin inch by inch, like a general measuring his territory.