Chapter 690

Outside the window, it's Seoul night.

Neon is eye-catching.

In the window, it's a hotel room.

The air is full of desire.

Maybe it's because of sweat.

Maybe it's a hormonal rush.

All in all, the taste is quite attractive.

The grass wild luck still chose to open the door, have no way, he really can't refuse a just like fairy general woman.

Yes, she is really an elf. Although childe Zhou's real age is not small, she is still so old and strange.

It was as if she always had a sense of innocence.

In fact, it is in view of the innocence of this child that Cao Yexing chooses to open the door.

He wants to talk with Mr. Zhou, talk and reason. In a word, he uses his mouth first, right.

But the famous supervisor didn't expect that the way Mr. Zhou used his mouth was a little different.

As soon as he opened the door, he kisses her directly, which makes Cao Yexing a little unprepared.

Moreover, after kissing, Mr. Zhou also made some provocative eyes.

That's like, you're just like that.

next...

Originally a supervisor is not a person who refuses to communicate. In this case, it's better to fight. Anyway, he will never give up.

Therefore, Mr. Zhou had a very special experience.

At first, she was a little contemptuous, but before long, she was surprised. After that, she just wanted to stop.

Unfortunately, it's too late. It's like getting into the old driver's car of qiumingshan. She wants to get down, but she finds that the door has been welded to death.

There was shock, of course, but it was far from enough to describe her feelings.

It was like several lives and deaths. She even forgot the time.

I'm really surprised.

Mr. Zhou felt so special to him. She was not only an elf, but also a special person in her heart.

There is a tenacity in her tenderness, and she has a very leading personality.

In the end, it's wonderful.

"I can't believe that you are like this..."

"Powerful?"

"You must have heard many women praise you like this?"

"It's not a compliment."

"What is that?"

"State the facts."

"Ha ha... Sure enough, you are a bad guy."

"Actually..."

"Why do you want to ask?"

Mr. Zhou is sitting by the French window. She is looking at the neon outside the window and chatting with Cao Yexing.

This woman is so free and easy.

Yes, that's her. On the contrary, she is more entangled.

Cao Yexing can't help but get up from the bed. He comes to the back of Zhou Gongzi. She is still sitting, while Cao Yexing slowly squats down and puts his chin on her shoulder.

"Why, of course."

"Am I not as good as Zhang Ziyi?"

"Oh, is that all?"

After listening to it, Cao Yexing didn't find it funny, but he also thought of some things. In the movie "Banquet", Mr. Zhou is not the heroine.

Or Zhang Ziyi, she is "like this." The grass wild luck can't help but show a embarrassed expression, "that's OK, what kind of resources do you want to get?"

"You villain..." he turned his head again.

Maybe I just said something insincere, maybe it's something else.

Then Mr. Zhou stood up again. She came to the window and drew on it with her fingers.

In winter, the window is a little cold. The air conditioning in the hotel makes the window not breathe, but it is still cold.

Through the skin, along the blood flow to the heart.

The cold made her shiver slightly.

Or is it cold?

Fortunately, it's hard for Cao ye to leave her beautiful back and open her arms around her.

Mr. Zhou's eyes could not help being confused.

"If you like that woman so much, why do you still have many women?"

This question is really sharp, and it is really in line with Mr. Zhou.

"To tell you the truth, I didn't expect this. The result was out of my plan. You may not know that I like to make plans very much," she said with a smile

Mr. Zhou didn't retort. Instead, she said, "well, when you were painting me, did you think of that woman in your heart?"

"Well... How do you want me to answer?"

It must be said that even if it's Katsuo kusano, he feels it's very difficult to solve this problem. In terms of his friends and girlfriends, it's just a proposition.

But Mr. Zhou laughed, "I can hear the rhetoric."

Fortunately, Cao Ye didn't know why he was angry. He suddenly pushed Mr. Zhou onto the glass.

"I have."

Just like this, and then...

Almost completely close to the cold glass, the cold feeling almost spread throughout the whole body, but she laughed.

"Then let me take her place for a while."

Can this be done?

The night in Seoul is dazzling with neon...