Su Qing turns to find a bath towel.

As a result, as soon as I turned around, I was in the mirror of the washstand and saw clearly what I was doing at this time.

OMG!

She She is light!

Speaking of light, it is not suitable, at least, she wore small clothes.

But What's the difference between this and nothing!?

Su Qing holds the washing table and looks out of the bathroom.

Well, good.

On the floor outside the bathroom, there are two people's shoes and her Silk stockings

Joe Mohan's coat didn't see. It was probably in the room outside the bedroom.

Su Qing suddenly brain make up, a plot.

Jomohan holds her drunk and returns to the hotel.

Then, will have drunk crooked her, helped to the big bed edge.

However, Su Qing is aware of his drunken, bad wine habits.

Looking at the present situation, she seriously doubted whether she had done something to jomohan, who was already exhausted, when she was at the bedside.

Perhaps, Joe Mohan later also drunk to fall on the bed?

Then, she didn't even take off her clothes, so she just threw jomohan into the bathtub.

"Well How could I do such a thing! No matter how annoying he is, he is also the investor... "

Su Qing took a bathrobe with her gloves and rubbed her temples in frustration.

Moreover, even if Joe Mohan is a playboy, he can't be blamed for the last thing.

After all, she was drugged by a rich second generation surnamed Ren. At that time, even if it was not Qiao Mohan, it might be someone else

Oh, thought of that mess, Su Qing felt more headache.

Shaking her head, she cast her eyes on jomohan's face.

He was now, quietly, soaking in the bathtub.

The whole person, quite deep sleep.

The water in the bathtub is just in his heart.

His face and hair were covered with water.

The beautiful and deep outline of the evil shop exudes incredible temptation under the lighting of the bathroom.

Su Qing's throat moved two times involuntarily.

Probably because of the wine, she suddenly felt thirsty.

Su Qing was shocked. She just, how could she have that bad idea!

That's Joe Mohan, the great love saint!

She can't have anything to do with him

So thinking, Su Qing from the hand washing table shaking, to the bathtub side.

He went to the edge of the bathtub, reached in with his hands and grabbed Jomo's wet shirt front.

She had always been confident in her strength and was ready to take Joe Mohan out of the bathtub.

Who knows, both hands just exert oneself, feel Jomo Han in bathtub is pulled a bit by her.

The next second, the man is down.

Along with it, she was dragged into the bathtub.

“shit!”

Su Qing was angry, even swearing.

She also drank a lot, completely forgot, at this time, she simply did not have enough strength to pull an adult male out of the bathtub.

Fortunately, the bathtub in the hotel is big enough to accommodate even two people.

It's a pity

Su Qing looked down at the posture of herself and Qiao Mo Han, and she felt guilty and swallowed.

This damned man, at this time, is still awake!

The man, who was pressed by her, frowned on her beautiful black eyebrows, and seemed to be in a dream and could not sleep well.

And that pair of eyes that always like to hook up with people everywhere, but tightly closed at this time.

I do not know why, do not open his eyes Joe Mo Han, rare, no usual evil four romantic, but a kind of cool elegant noble gas.

Looking at him like this, Su Qing's face suddenly floated a blush.

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