Although the underwear has been changed, there is no abnormality or discomfort in the body, and things should not have developed to that point.

Jiang Zhiwei's mind was in a mess, and he felt remorseful in his heart, blaming himself for being too greedy.

Calming down, she struggled to remember, trying to retrieve some memories of last night.

In a trance, he seemed to see Fu Shiche's face, picked himself up, and then couldn't remember anything.

She shook her head.

Impossible, how could he be here, he should still be in Penang with Bai Yueguang!

Who the hell is it?

Just when she was at a loss, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

Jiang Zhiwei's heart suddenly jumped, and he immediately jumped out of bed and went straight to the living room.

She wanted to see which of the eight lambs had brought her here.

"Awake?"

Seeing her come out, a low and indifferent voice sounded.

Jiang Zhiwei's eyes widened and he froze in place.

The man with two long legs crossed on the sofa and elegantly drinking coffee with a cup is none other than him.

It's the dog man she wants to divorce!

Jiang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't another man, she was relieved.

But when he saw him, he couldn't help but think of that photo, Jiang Zhi was slightly angry, and snorted coldly, "Why are you here?" ”

Fu Shiche glanced at her lightly, and said without any emotion, "The boss was invited to the dinner, and I accompanied the boss." ”

Unexpectedly, the two would meet here in this way of catching horses, Jiang Zhiwei swore in his heart that he would never drink again in the future, it would hurt people!

In order to hide the embarrassment, Jiang Zhiwei ran back to the room and locked the door.

After a few minutes, a small face emerged from the crack in the door, and he said hesitantly, "Mr. Fu, then, can you please go to the twenty-third floor and help me get a change of clothes?" ”

Last night's dress smelled of wine, she must not be able to wear it, her luggage was downstairs, she couldn't run down in her pajamas, she had no choice but to ask him.

Fu Shiche said hello.

Jiang Zhiwei washed it out, and Fu Shiche was still sitting in the position just now, as if he hadn't even moved.

It's just that drinking coffee has turned into reading documents, and there is a computer next to it.

It seems that she is working, Jiang Zhiwei didn't want to disturb him, but she hasn't changed her clothes yet!

Walked up to him and whispered, "Have you brought my clothes?" ”

"Nope." The man's slender fingers were tapping on the keyboard, and he said without raising his head.

Jiang Zhi was slightly angry, so angry that he turned around and left.

"Wait." Fu Shiche stopped her, and his handsome chin pointed to the sofa, "There." ”

Jiang Zhiwei walked over and picked up the black bag, and said, "Thank you" and turned back to the room, the door slammed.

The man's slender fingers stopped on the keyboard, and his dark eyes slowly lifted up and landed on the door that had just been closed.

Last night's scene came to mind......

"Ah Che ......" may be because of the alcohol, the woman's voice sounds soft and glutinous.

She kicked off the high heels on her feet, her moist red lips curled slightly, "Ah Che, there is a woman who calls you that, she said that I am a substitute, and sent me a photo, why are you doing this to me!" Why lie to me! ”

After speaking, he smashed his small fist twice on the man's hard chest, like tickling.

Fu Shiche's thick eyebrows furrowed, and he instantly understood that there was only one person who would call him that.

Su Mucheng actually sent her a message.

A few days ago, after accompanying his grandmother to do a physical examination, he suddenly received a call from Su Mucheng's agent, saying that she had been rehearsing for more than 20 hours in a row, and she was physically exhausted and fainted on the stage.

Fu Shiche rushed over, because she was too tired, she accidentally fell asleep on the sofa at her house, but she didn't expect that she would be designed to take photos and send them to Jiang Zhiwei.

No wonder she ran to Sanya without saying a word, this was avoiding him.

Fu Shiche looked down at the woman in his arms, Jiang Zhi's eyes were watery, and he looked at him aggrievedly.

Jiang Zhiwei was more willful than usual when he drank too much, and he was more coquettish than usual, and he drank too much last time, and asked him about the ring with an aggrieved face, and called him a dog man.

Fu Shiche hooked the corners of his lips and responded to her in a low voice, "I didn't lie to you." ”

"Liar, I'm going to divorce you!" Jiang Zhiwei sniffed, so aggrieved that he was about to cry.

Prince Fu, who has always been high, never bowed his head to anyone, he stuck to Jiang Zhiwei's ear and whispered, "I'm sorry." ”

The woman in her arms stared at him for a moment, and suddenly stretched out her hands to wrap her arms around him, and her soft lips covered them.

Fu Shiche's whole body tightened, and Jiang Zhiwei gently bit him on the neck, as if venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.

It's really a biting cat.

Fu Shiche endured the surging qi and blood in his body, threw her to the bed in the bedroom, and called the housekeeper to change her clothes.

And the changes in his body made him have to take two cold showers to calm himself down.

Fu Shiche, who was lying on the bed, couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

He admits that Jiang Zhiwei is attracted to him, but it is definitely out of a man's physical desire for a woman, and nothing else.

Jiang Zhiwei, who had changed her clothes, stood in front of the mirror with a helpless expression, this dress was not hers at all.

It is a classic dress of the Xiaoxiang family that has not even taken off the tag.

Jiang Zhiwei glanced at the price, and counted the four zeros behind with trembling fingers, almost scared to death.

Did he rob the bank and buy such expensive clothes, his life was over.

Fu Shiche was still reading the documents, Jiang Zhiwei moved to him lightly, "Why do you buy such expensive clothes, are you panicked with money?" ”

"Delivered by the hotel."

As soon as he said this, Jiang Zhiwei suddenly remembered that the room they were in was a sky-high presidential suite.

Just now, Jiang Zhiwei accidentally looked at the standing sign placed on the bedside table, which read, Hello distinguished guests, welcome to stay in the King's Landing Presidential Suite.

When checking in, Su Xue talked to her, King's Landing's presidential suite, it costs six figures to stay for one night, and it depends on the identity and background of the guests. ”

How can a small executive be qualified to live in the presidential suite, Jiang Zhiwei has never known how much money he can earn a month as an executive? He has always been very generous, casually buying her an electric car worth tens of thousands of yuan, but he drove a domestic car worth more than 100,000 yuan.

Now I don't know where to get a piece of clothing worth tens of thousands of yuan.

Jiang Zhiwei was shocked, should he set up a rich person with a swollen face and a fat man, and swipe all his credit cards.

When Jiang Baisong was hospitalized, he carried a chicken and a duck to visit, and it didn't take long for him to happen.

Jiang Zhiwei cautiously probed, "This room? That's a lot of money in one night, right? ”

The man on the sofa with his legs crossed took a sip of coffee, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Originally, my boss lived, and he temporarily left beforehand, so he cheapened me." ”

The owner of the dignified King's Landing Hotel, how can he still pay.

This money is really not in vain, and there is nothing wrong with living in such an expensive hotel and giving a piece of clothing. Anyway, with the boss's money, she doesn't feel distressed. Jiang Zhiwei was relieved, she glanced at the man in the white shirt, "Aren't you hot, wearing so much, it's more than thirty degrees outside." ”

The bite mark on the neck is still there, and it can't be covered at all without a shirt. Fu Shiche looked at the culprit and said against his will, "I feel cold." ”

The man in front of him has always been fickle, Jiang Zhiwei couldn't figure out his thoughts, and he didn't continue to dwell on this issue.

Fu Shiche glanced at her, put down the documents in his hand, and got up, "Let's go, let's go eat first." ”

Jiang Zhiwei didn't move, and suddenly stopped him, "Mr. Fu, I want to talk to you about something." ”