Chapter 8: Deserted and Fleeing

Looking at the wet self in the mirror, full of temptation, Wen An'an was about to be tempted by himself, but Qiao Chushen, who was standing at the door and watching, was still indifferent, but his brows frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about other things, but he didn't want her.

That's right, he was thinking about things, thinking about the woman who was drugged that day, thinking about how she was different from the woman in front of him, and what could provoke his body and mind.

"Mr. Qiao...... Why don't you come and take a bath together? ”

Wen An'an suppressed the grass and mud horse running wildly in his heart, and asked with a charming look.

Qiao Chushen raised his head and glanced at her, there seemed to be a hint of boredom in his eyes, "Go out, don't let me see you again!" ”

"Mr. Qiao, what are you dissatisfied with me?"

Wen An'an, who had never suffered this kind of treatment, was stunned and asked unwillingly.

"All over the body! Get out! A minute for you! ”

After Qiao Chu finished speaking coldly, he moved his long legs, returned to the living room and sat down, picked up the wine glass, took a few sips of wine, and looked at the carpet in thought.

Wen An'an didn't even dare to wipe the water droplets, quickly fastened the belt of the wet skirt, opened the door and fled, not daring to stop for a second.

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If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get the tiger?

In order to complete the task given to her by the director, Qin Chaoyue decided to go to see Qiao Chushen.

It's 8102 years now, it's just a friend, nothing to fear!

She said to herself.

She had worn one of his shirts from the hotel before, and she was ready to use the reason of returning the shirt as a weapon to get closer.

Carrying the shirt that had been washed and ironed in the bag, I came to the Royal Hotel, went up to the eighteenth floor, and just approached Room 1801, I saw a wet woman walking out of it.

This woman is really beautiful, and the wetness of her whole body not only makes her not feel embarrassed by the soup chicken, but adds to her charming temptation.

is also a woman, and she looks at the woman and thinks about it, let alone a man.

"Bad luck!"

The woman glanced back at the closed door, spat out in extreme annoyance, walked past Qin Chaoyue, and entered the elevator.

Qin Chaoyue: "......"

Looking for something dissatisfied?

It's not scientific!

She remembered that the man was amazing.

Or maybe it's too powerful for people to bear it, so they run away?

Beast!

Big beasts!

Which person who doesn't have long eyes says that he is an ascetic who is not close to women?

Doesn't conscience hurt?

It's clearly not true!

Qin Chaoyue looked at the house number in front of him, put his hand on the doorbell, and hesitated......

The door suddenly opened, revealing Qiao Chushen's grim face.

Mamma Mia!

She was so frightened that her little heart trembled, and the courage she had finally mustered up was instantly coaxed.

"Give back your clothes!"

Originally, in her construction, she generously and calmly returned the clothes to him, and then accosted him.

Result –

Instinctively, she threw the clothes in her hands at him in a panic, and then ......

Flee.

The elevator didn't arrive, and it fell to the third floor.

His back seemed to feel the cold light from his dark eyes, and he shuddered.

Hearing him walk towards her, his heart was so flustered that it was like the legendary deer bumping around.

Forget it, don't wait for the elevator, run to the staircase......

Walked too quickly, and stepped on the empty ......

Qiao Chushen stood on the top of the stairs and saw her pounce on the stairs in an extremely ugly dog poop posture, her face on the ground, wailing in pain......

See her long legs swaying backwards, and her twisted ass......

He turned out to be ...... again

"Damn it!"

Realizing his impulsive desire, he cursed himself in a low voice.

Qin Chaoyue, who was wailing in pain, thought that he was scolding himself, it was painful and embarrassing, he quickly got up, crutches, took off the pair of high heels of the culprit in his hands, and continued to run down.

"Stop!"

Qiao Chu commanded in a deep voice.

Qin Chaoyue shuddered for a moment and ran faster, like a lost dog.

Qiao Chushen looked angry and funny.