Ex-Wife Does Not Return to The Room

Chapter 430: Sleep

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Time passed quietly, and the night finally came quietly with a resolute attitude, and the vast land was once again shrouded in mottled light and shadow. Shu Jie

She didn't know how long the car had been traveling, and she had no time or the intention to remember this again. If this is a scene, there will always be actors, so what does the time of day have to do with it

After going around most of the city, the car finally stopped in front of the city's largest five-star hotel Champs Elysées.

Looking at the gilded characters, she breathed out silently. When someone pulled the car door, she had already consciously bent down and walked down.

The previous anxiety and panic disappeared at this time, and the delicate but slightly pale face was calmer than ever. If crying is useful, then this place has long been a sea of tears.

She will not do that kind of useless work or dying struggle, let alone beg God, after all, God is too busy, so how can she take care of everyone.

The elevator went all the way to the top floor. When stepping out of the elevator door, there was no sound of stepping on the soft carpet. Suddenly, this thought flashed through my mind—

Will she also die unconsciously in such a cold night

"Boss, people have already been brought."

In front of a door at the end of the corridor, the bald man stopped, and after a short tap, he said respectfully.

"Come in"

A deep, magnetic voice came from the door.

To her surprise, the people inside turned out to be fluent in Mandarin, and every word was round and round, and the voice should be very young, at least not in the old-fashioned manner, most of the body is already The old man who entered the coffin.

The door opened.

Standing in front of the door, she hesitated, because she didn't know what would be waiting for her if she stepped in? Sinking or deeper hell

But she knows the truth that there is no choice and there is no need to choose. At this moment, the arrow is on the line.

Taking a deep breath, she strode in, and the door behind her closed quietly.

"Are you Ruan Qingqing?"

The man's half-chested chest on the sofa reveals a large piece of wheat-colored skin on his chest. The thick and strong pectoralis major makes people salivate. His eyes are drooping, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised. His smile, a few strands of hair hanging down his forehead, added a touch of evil charm to his temperament.

Is Dark Owl such a young man

After a short daze, Ruan Qingqing smiled unconsciously, "Yes, you must be a dark owl."

Although her words were inquiries, the tone was clearly affirmative.

"Miss Ruan is really smarter than I thought. No wonder Xie Zhenting has been thinking of you to this day."

A shallow sip of the wine in the glass, the dark owl smiled low, the voice was mellow and mellow, like a good wine on an altar, slightly unsealed, which made people intoxicated.

With her eyes narrowed, Ruan Qingqing looked at him quietly, always feeling that the face gave people a feeling of deja vu, vaguely seen somewhere.

Seeing her suspicious expression, An Xiao slowly got up from the sofa, paced slowly to her, raised her chin with one hand, and her slightly brown eyes did not blink. Staring at her, the corners of his lips have a more playful look.

"Originally, they said that you have an irresistible magic power. I still don’t believe it. But when I saw it today, I believed it. But do you know that since ancient times, women who are too frustrated and too attractive do not? Longevity."

His voice was very soft and faint, but every word penetrated her heart, and the height of two heads higher than her gave her a great sense of oppression.

For a moment, she felt it became difficult to breathe.

After a short daze, she gently pushed away his hand, and then turned her gaze away, "It doesn’t matter whether I live a long life or a short life, it doesn’t matter to you. I just trouble you to brush your teeth before talking to others next time. Okay? Your bad breath is really unbearable."

She spoke very calmly, as if to prove that what she said was true, and while she was speaking, she slapped her nose twice.

"Ha...Hahahaha..."

Staring at her, An Xiao suddenly let out a burst of unstoppable laughter, as if he had heard some good joke.

Her eyes still stayed elsewhere. Ruan Qingqing’s face had no expression at all. There have been too many things in the past two days. She urgently needs time to sort out her clues. Everything came too suddenly, leaving her with nothing at all. The power of parry.

"Miss Ruan is really funny"

Draw a cigar from the cigarette case, light it, and then take a deep breath, aiming at her face, and a thick smoke is sprayed over.

"Cough cough cough..."

Without precaution for a while, the smell of smoke rushed into his nose, and Ruan Qingqing coughed violently. He coughed and burst into tears, and his heart and liver were about to jump out.

"Hehehe..."

Seeing her embarrassed expression, the dark owl leisurely walked to the sofa and sat down again, with Erlang's legs tilted up, with a relaxed look on his face.

This way she looks much better than before, at least she looks alive.

For women, men will like them with more expressions.

"Damn it, what do you want?"

When the breathing gradually became even, Ruan Qingqing couldn't help but roared out in anger. This man was clearly on purpose.

"Not so good?"

Spreading his hands, An Xiao said innocently, he is already very gentle and polite, isn't he

"Do you think it's funny to play with others like this? If there is nothing else, I will go."

Don't want to bother with him anymore, Ruan Qingqing turned and walked towards the door.

Staying with a madman, she had a hunch that she would become mad sooner or later.

"Who said I have nothing else to do, go to bed, I'm sleepy."