She held her hands on the sink for a long time, and then she swayed outside.
This was a presidential suite. She lowered her head and looked at her clothes. They were high-end custom made by a big brand. It was okay to live in this kind of room.
She walked to the door, locked it, kicked off her high heels, and covered her head with her vagina.
The bed was so soft that just after I slept on it, my whole body sank into it.
You have to absorb the plot first! But this body's thinking is completely out of control.
Since she had just traveled into this body, and the original owner probably drank a lot of wine, she could no longer control herself.
She was dizzy and soon fell asleep on her bed.
She didn't know how long she had slept, but she felt her mouth was dry, she wanted to drink water, and she had an urge to go to the toilet.
More importantly... I feel top-heavy and have a very uncomfortable feeling all over my body.
She knew she needed to wake up, but she couldn't control herself.
Even though she has strong control.
The other side of the bed suddenly sank deeply, and then a cold object gradually leaned against him.
Her body was already hot, but at this time, she kept hugging the cold thing.
That thing also moved, as if it really didn't want to be held by her.
But she was too hot, so she used her octopus skills to hook the thing hard.
Later... that thing stopped moving.
She also fell into a deep sleep.
Until someone grabbed her neck and she felt like she was suffocating.
"Woo-"
She groaned, then opened her eyes again, and saw a pair of cold, gloomy eyes.
There was still a hint of anger in his eyes.
"let go!"
His fingers were wrapped around his neck and he never let go.
Just when Ji Qingming felt that he could go see God, he let go of her hand.
After breathing in the fresh air, Ji Qingqing began to breathe greedily.
Just a little bit, just a little bit close, was he really going to die in the hands of this person.
"Who gave you the courage to sleep on my a**—"
There was a kind of contempt in his eyes, as if Ji Qingqing's body was contaminated with some kind of germ.
He kicked Ji Qingyao out of bed and under the bed.
Poor Ji Qingying, he was still suffering from this kind of pain before he could recover.
She held her lower back. Damn it, this damn man actually kicked women.
Isn’t it a person
Her painful face was already twisted into a ball.
Ji Qingying raised his head again and looked at him. He had no clothes on his body, revealing his strong body.
"Zhao Qingqing... Tsk, where did you get the courage? Don't think that the old man thinks highly of you... just because you think you are qualified to sleep in my bed!"
When he said this, he suddenly smiled.
It was like being in a cold and snowy field, because his smile was lit up in an instant.
He was originally sitting on the bed, but now he was lying down again, bending his elbows and looking at Qingming.
His originally cold expression became lazy again at this moment.