Zhuli was already in a bad mood, and was annoyed by the rapid ringtone of the mobile phone.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, his slender fingers were inserted into the man's pocket, and he struggled to retrieve the phone that belonged to him.

However, after glancing at the contacts on the screen, her hanging heart fell directly to the bottom.

He frowned slightly, his face showing impatience.

Instead of answering the phone as he expected, she pressed the hang up button.

He closed his eyes in resignation.

Flower market

In the brightly lit building, the man's meticulously combed hair fell and covered the corners of his forehead.

Qiao Jue, who was hung up on the phone, felt a sense of dryness inexplicably.

The strong sense of irritability made him feel more and more that Zhuli, who was far away, must have encountered some difficulties.

Or, maybe I met the man...

I don't know why, but this thought is very strong.

Qiao Jue didn't have time to think about it, and continued to dial the phone.

Jingle Bells-

Zhuli Shi hung up the phone, and Qiao Jue called again in a hurry.

She didn't want to sweep the man's interest at this juncture, because she knew that answering Qiao Jue's call in front of Jing Huaizhi would only speed up the progress of her death.

Fingertips poked at the screen, and the room finally returned to its previous calm.

Jingle bells...

After that, no matter how many he hit, she hung a few.

Finally, when the tenth call came in, Jing Huaizhi couldn't bear it.

The man's well-defined wrist bone dragged her porcelain white wrist and brought the phone with him by the way.

He raised his brow, his gaze cold and unforgiving.

He said in a deep voice: "Qiao always likes to think about other people's wives? ”

After saying this, he didn't wait for the other side to answer, and cut off the phone.

I threw my phone aside.

lowered his eyelids, and his burning eyes swept over the woman he was leaning underneath him.

"Don't..."

Seeing his hot fingers pinching the corners of his skirt, Zhuli subconsciously panicked.

If his skirt is torn by him, how will she get out of here tomorrow?

You can't go out wrapped in a bathrobe.

But her whispered plea did not win the man's pity.

Jing Huai's eyebrows bent: "Now that I know that I am begging for mercy, why did I go earlier?" ”

She bit her lip that was about to drip blood, and pleaded, "Be gentle..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man had already lifted the hem of her skirt, and her complexion was snow-white.

Especially those long legs, it's just fascinating.

Why didn't he find out before?

Takeri writhed uncomfortably, and this move happened to hit the alarm clock on the bedside table.

It was exactly eleven o'clock.

...

Following

When she opened her eyes again, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

The window was also more than half empty.

She didn't sleep at all last night, and it wasn't until six o'clock in the morning that the white man chose to let her go.

As soon as she thought of this, Zhuli immediately became ashamed.

The hands wrapped in the quilt tightened unconsciously, and the color of the originally flushed cheeks deepened.

He's a dignified president, shouldn't he have no sex life, otherwise how could he...

In the midst of his thoughts, there was a regular knocking sound at the door.

She was so shocked that she was about to lift the quilt and look down at the kiss marks all over her body, when a flame rekindled in her chest.

Got up, and in a panic, picked up a nightgown from the ground.

After putting it on, I realized that it seemed to be his...

"Mr. Li, this is, Mr. Jing asked me to give it to you."

As soon as the door opened, there was a childish-looking Xiaotong standing outside the door.

She replied shyly and handed the handbag in her hand to Zhuli.

Takeri took it without thinking about it, and opened a gap to signal her in.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his palm was across the door.

"Anything else?"

Xiaotong was obviously taken aback by her actions, but didn't dare to say anything.

"Mr. Jing asked me to tell you that he was waiting for you in the restaurant downstairs."

Zhuli replied helplessly: "Got it." ”

Closing the door, she scratched her ears and cheeks and muttered to herself, "Isn't there breakfast in this handbag?" ”

The moment she opened her handbag, the voice stopped abruptly.

Dresses, but also underwear...

Her cheeks were flushed.

It's quite sweet.

Cafeteria on the ground floor

The man sat neatly dressed against the wall and picked up his coffee cup.

It's like two people like last night.

I don't know what the person on the other side said, he frowned a little impatiently, but he didn't refute it.

"Beasts."

Zhuli, who was standing at the door of the restaurant, cursed secretly.

"Miss Bamboo, come here!"

Meng Nanxun, who was sitting next to Jing Huaizhi, was the first to notice her and waved his hand.

Over the years, he has helped Jing Huaizhi follow Zhuli, and he is very familiar with her figure.

Hearing someone calling for herself, Zhuli raised her feet and walked in the direction where they were.

After sitting down, Jing Huai caught a glimpse of the red marks on her wrists, and muttered for a moment:

"Does it still hurt?"

Meng Nanxun: "??? ”

How did he smell a smell of gossip.

Among the people present, except for the two parties, only Meng Nanxun should have understood the meaning of Jing Huai's words.

Su Shaotian sandwiched a piece of foie gras and looked at Xiao Tong who was obediently sitting beside Zhuli in a daze.

The look in his eyes was clearly asking, "What do you mean?" ”

Xiaotong didn't understand either, she shook her head slightly.

Takeri kicked him hard with her foot resting under the table, and then warned him with her eyes not to talk nonsense.

Jing Huaizhi took a sip of coffee and said seriously: "I'm asking if your wrist still hurts?" ”

"Where do you want to go?"

Meng Nanxun: "..."

Takeri: "Your blessing has been broken. ”

She replied in a strange way.

Jing Huaizhi looked at her seriously, and his expression suddenly became extremely soft.

Rising from his seat, he walked over to her and pinched her slender wrist bone.

"It's broken, isn't it?"

"Let me check it out."

As she spoke, she strapped, strapping her wrist around her chest.

Meng Nanxun didn't dare to look directly into the boss's eyes, so he could only pick up the food in his mouth vigorously.

I didn't forget to hold the heads of the two children, "It's delicious, you say yes?" ”

Su Shaotian stared at him puzzled: "Did you flee?" ”

"Vegetable leaves are so delicious?"

Meng Nanxun: "..."

Zhuli was a little annoyed by him being teased like no one.

Straighten your arms and push him away: "You're enough." ”

Jing Huaizhi leaned over and gently pinched her chin.

"Since it's okay, come back with me."

She looked dazed for a moment, and her two red lips opened and opened.

Why can't I escape this topic, whether it is now or before?

Turning his head away, he broke free of his grip.

Zhuli: "Something." ”

The man's dangerous gaze shot from the top of his head, and the evil tone sounded: "Don't forget that we are not divorced. ”

"If you don't want to go, I'll tie it up, and you choose."

"I..."

Zhuli's eyes widened in disbelief, is this still the man who asked her to coax him even when he was drunk five years ago?

The man lowered her back, and the sound of warm breathing sprayed on her earlobe.

In a voice that only the two of them could hear, he said, "If you haven't contacted me for five years, do you think you still have a chance to go back this time?" ”