Qiao Yimo was very embarrassed and angry. As soon as he touched the bed, he hurriedly grabbed the quilt and wrapped it around himself, his face blushing with bleeding.
Looking at her like this, Fu Sinian seemed to be amused. The corners of his lips swept across a shallow arc, and his voice was hoarse, "Which part of your body, inside and out, hasn't been done by me? You still need to learn how to dress as a little girl. Pure?"
Qiao Yimo twisted his eyebrows and hugged the quilt tightly.
At this moment, the atmosphere was interrupted by the shock that suddenly sounded on Fu Sinian. He picked up the clothes and threw them on her, "Put it on and wipe the medicine."
After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and turned out of the bedroom. When the door was closed, he pressed answer.
"Hey."
"Should you give your wife's cell phone and luggage to her agent or let someone take you home?"
The man walked slowly along the corridor towards the study room. The shirt on his upper body was not completely dry because of the water stains he had just caught Qiao Yimo. The dark color of each piece made his calm temperament more expensive. A sense of decadence.
He twisted his eyebrows for two seconds and asked, "What's the matter with her agent and assistant?"
Rong Feng’s faint voice came out, “I asked the hotelier to check it out. Her agent was drugged. The assistant only noticed that because he lived a little far away and slept too deep. Now both of them are awake. I also reported to the police, but I still haven't figured out what's going on. It's up to you to tell them or not."
Tell them that even if the relationship between the two people is not exposed, the word ** will be hidden, which happened to be in the arms of Lu Ziyan.
Fu Sinian's eyebrows tightened, and he walked slowly forward, and his tone paused: "If you let someone send her luggage over, you can take them away first, and you don't have to worry about other things."
"..."
Rong Feng was quiet for two seconds, then chuckled softly, "Even if you want to hide it this time, you probably won't be able to hide it from Lu Ziyan. He will definitely notice something such a big deal in the Tang family, and it's easy. Find out everything that happened at night."
If you say that they are okay, I guess even a fool would not believe it.
Fu Sinian's eyes were deep and he looked straight at the end of the corridor, his voice was always low and cold, "Do you think I care if he finds out? Where do you think I want to hide this?"
Whether it’s his marriage or the relationship between him and that woman
Yes, he never wanted to hide anything deliberately, because he didn't care much, so he didn't care at all. In the beginning, hidden marriage was also her request. As long as she didn't cause him trouble, he didn't bother to care about it. .
Rong Feng wondered, "Then your old man has always wanted to make it public, why did you stop it?"
Fu Sinian copied his pocket with one hand, lowered his eyes, and explained it lightly, "It's because she doesn't want to make it public, and I am happy to be at ease. I don't have so much time to waste on this."
Rong Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt funny, and said wickedly, "But you just took the time to think about it and finally turned to her again? I always thought you didn't want to get married publicly to give Miss Gu a chance. ."
Fu Sinian raised his eyelids and said coldly: "Why don't you say that I am to give all women a chance?"
"But I still think Miss Gu has more opportunities."
Fu Sinian ignored him, "If you are okay, I will hang up."
"Tsk tsk, this attitude... is so damn different from before going to the hotel." Rong Feng sneered, "If I didn't tell you the phone and let her have an accident, what would you do to me?"
He slept soundly in the middle of the night and was woken up by the woman's phone call. He was always awake, except for this man's phone, and other people rarely answered it, let alone his brother's wife.
But later, he was a little glad that he took it, not because he cared about the woman, but it seemed that he had discovered a lot of information.
Fu Sinian stopped abruptly, his handsome face expressionless, but the contour lines were invisible, his thin lips tightened a little bit, and he did not speak for a while.
If something happens to her...
For a moment, the empty eyes of tonight appeared in his mind.
After a long while, he started again, the emotions that had not been leaked on his face completely disappeared, and his voice returned to plain, "No if, she is fine now."
"Heh..." Rong Feng snorted meaningfully. He didn't continue to explore, and said lazily: "Then I have been running for so long before and after tonight, don't you even say thank you?"
Fu Sinian sneered, "What does it have to do with me? She owes you, thank you for finding her."
After speaking, he cut the call directly.
This is going to book
The room handles official duties, but for some reason, the man's heart is irritable and he is depressed. He does not stay for a few minutes before returning to the bedroom.
The light in the bedroom was still on, and the sky outside was almost bright, but the woman still did not sleep.
He frowned, looking at the woman curled up in the quilt, who looked very sleepy but still kept her eyes open, and said in a deep voice, "It's safe here. Why don't you sleep?"
Qiao Yimo blinked his sleepy eyes and said softly, "Waiting for you."
She was really sleepy, but Tang Mingchen's disgusting smiling face was reflected in her mind when she closed her eyes.
Fu Sinian didn't speak, his expression was unpredictable.
In the end, he opened the quilt, lay beside her, raised his hand and stuffed her head into the quilt, and whispered, "Close your eyes and go to sleep."
Qiao Yimo was sluggish for a moment, and a trace of satisfaction rushed into her heart very quickly. Sweetly, she hooked her lips and couldn't help but rub her head gently against his chest, lowly **, "Thank you for today Come late."
The man glanced down at her, then snorted, "Repay your life with your body? You found the wrong person."
Qiao Yimo was stunned, raised his eyes to look at his handsome face, and said glutinously, "I will thank him for Rong Feng, but I am still very happy. It was you that I saw first."
After she finished speaking, she smiled sweetly and moved closer to him. She raised her arm around his waist. Seeing that he was not repulsing, she was even closer.
The gentle and soft body, the woman's soft breath and voice, like a mass of heat held in his arms, as if it would dissipate with a slight pinch, and the man touched the deepest part of his heart for a moment and was soft.
Suddenly he raised his hand and gently picked up the long hair that fell on her face, rubbing her face, his eyes were thick as ink and pitch black, and there was no undulating bass calling her name, "Qiao Yimo, you really like it. I?"
She seemed to have said it before, but he never cared. This should be regarded as the first formal question of this kind.
Qiao Yimo met his deep eyes, his heart jumped suddenly, and then he answered very well, very well and earnestly, "I like it."
Was it really not clear enough what she said before
But it seems that it is rarely said directly and accurately.
But at this time, the time is just right, the environment is just right, and the atmosphere is just right...
(End of this chapter)