As soon as Yuan Chengcheng said this, Su Xiaomi turned around.

The door to the study behind him was open.

From the hidden door, it seems that you can still see the corner of the man's black clothes inside the door.

How did he end up here!?

Looking at Su Xiaomi's shocked look, Yuan Chengcheng couldn't help but shake his head.

Su Xiaomi's rank is far worse than Mo Beixiao.

She put away the papers, got up and went to the hallway to rip off her coat, "My mission is complete, and it's time to give up the battlefield to you." ”

Tonight, Mo Beixiao paid for her to open a five-star presidential suite, and she can't wait to enjoy it!

Moments later, the owner of the house disappeared without a trace.

Su Xiaomi sat on the sofa, looking at the back of Yuan Chengcheng leaving, and her heart was empty.

If she was willing to meet Mo Beixiao, she would not have come to Yuan Chengcheng to spend the night.

But how could she have thought that Mo Beixiao actually caught up here earlier than her!?

After a while, there was the sound of unhurried footsteps in the study behind him.

Step by step, steady and vigorous, like the man's arrogant attitude.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and the unique cold masculine aura of the man came to Su Liang's face.

She pursed her lips, clasped the teacup in her hand fiercely, and turned her head away from him.

The man was not annoyed, and his big slender knuckles gently lifted the teapot on the coffee table.

Then, there is the sound of tea pouring from the teapot into the teacup.

The cold masculine aura around him became heavier and heavier, and Su Liang seemed to be able to feel that the sofa beside him was dented.

The man sat beside him and remained silent.

She simply put down the teacup and held the pillow with her back to him.

She buried her whole head in the pillow, but she could still feel that he was looking at her.

Yes, he was looking at her.

The gaze is blazing.

Even if she didn't look at him, she could imagine the expression on his face outlined by the cold lines at this moment, and she could imagine the look of those eyes as deep as Gu Tan looking at her quietly.

Just by imagining it, her face had begun to heat slightly, and her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

She took a deep breath, and just wanted to put down her pillow, but there was a little doting voice from the man in her ears.

"How long are you going to bet with me."

Su Xiaomi hugged the pillow, turned her head to look at the man sitting on the sofa next to her, and silently flattened her mouth.

What do you mean by how long are you still ready to gamble with him?

Is she angry?

She's angry!

Su Liang's eyes were full of grievances, and she continued to look away from him, "I don't want to talk to you." ”

"And what if I want to talk to you?"

"Then you just think, I won't talk to you."

Su Xiaomi hugged the pillow and continued to face him with her back, "I won't talk to you if you chase here." ”

Mo Beixiao was amused by her stupid appearance, "Then aren't you talking to me now?" ”

"Nope!"

The man behind her smiled helplessly.

He reached out and hugged her from behind, in her current position.

Su Xiaomi didn't expect him to suddenly take the initiative to come over and hug her, and before she even had time to struggle, she was tightly hugged by the man into her arms.

She hugged the pillow, and he hugged her.

The two men confronted each other in a strange pose.

Mo Beixiao sighed, "Su Xiaomi." ”

The man's deep voice floated softly, with the man's crisp snort and the temperature of his breathing, "If you don't want to talk to me, just listen to me." ”