Chapter 39

"Last time, I was too nervous about Master Qiao's affairs, so I didn't notice this place at all. If I knew, you would be exposed as a nonsense special assistant to the president. But I'm also curious. The qualifications for buying a house here are very unique. How did you get in?" Pi Luoluo turned to look at Shen Yurong curiously.

Shen Yurong concentrated his attention on the steering wheel with one hand, stared straight at the road ahead, and raised the corners of his lips arrogantly: "Shengshi Wanhong is a top community built by Shen Group."

Pi Luoluo's eyes lit up, like bright stars in the dark blue night sky above his head, he opened the car window excitedly and looked at the scenery in the community: "I suddenly want to hug my thigh."

"As long as you promise me, you can have it immediately." Shen Yurong said seriously in a calm tone.

She looked at the scenery outside the window, and didn't bother to pay attention to him: "That's why you shouldn't."

"Then you can be your personal secretary well, and I'll give you a set as a year-end bonus when I'm happy." Shen Yurong smiled softly, and drove the car into the underground parking garage.

She clicked her tongue twice and rolled up the car window: "I'm just joking, it's not my own, I never force it."

Shen Yurong glanced sideways slightly, and a look of appreciation flashed across his obsidian eyes.

Entering the apartment, Shen Yurong changed into casual and fashionable home clothes, turned around and walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of 1787 Chateau Lafite dry red wine, poured two glasses, and handed one of the bottles to Pi Luoluo On the hand: "The taste is very good, try it?"

Pi Luoluo frowned slightly, took the wine glass and sniffed it lightly: "The name of this wine is familiar? And it must be that your vintage is not cheap."

"As long as it tastes good." Shen Yurong shook the wine glass lightly, parted her thin lips lightly, and took a sip, her gestures and gestures were innately noble.

On the other hand, Pi Luoluoren couldn't help but took out his mobile phone to google, and then his jaw dropped to the ground in shock at the price on it.

Around $156,450.

It is said that US President Thomas Jefferson once collected it. The news is not reliable, but at least it is very precious.

Pfft, can she and him drink the price of a car?

She tasted it cautiously, and it tasted pretty good.

Shen Yurong saw it, and told her coldly: "Go and tidy up the room."

She couldn't help but took another big gulp, but was accidentally choked and coughed violently.

Shen Yurong looked at her quietly, with a smile in his handsome eyes: "As long as you follow me, these fine wines are all yours."

"Stop! Stop, I'm not a woman tempted by money!" She put down her wine glass in embarrassment, and turned to tidy up the room.

When she was tired, she lazily leaned against the wall of the living room, looked out the window at the bright neon night, and rested quietly.

At this time, Shen Yurong put down his wine glass and walked towards her, put one hand on her ear, and the other on the floor-to-ceiling window, with a strong and tall breath, tightly surrounded her: "Go and put away the bath water."

She dodged back for a while, pretending to be relaxed and blinking her eyes to ease her tension: "If you tell me to work, I will do it, but don't discharge it, okay?"

"Oh?" Shen Yurong raised her eyebrows, bent her head slightly, and pressed her thin lips to the one under her eyes.

She was startled, and quickly squatted down, avoiding Shen Yurong's confinement, and ran upstairs to the bathroom in a panic: "Don't play hooligans with me!"

Shen Yurong chuckled softly from behind.

When the bath water was put in, the whole bathroom was foggy.

Pi Luoluo carefully arranged the towels beside the bathtub for Shen Yurong.

Turning around, she found that Shen Yu Rongxin's tall and straight figure was leaning against the door of the bathroom, with a unique lazy and noble face on her handsome face.

"Serve me in the bath."

Pi Luoluo looked at Shen Yurong defensively, put his hands in a gesture of refusal, and said softly and firmly: "I refuse. The man is unmarried, the woman is unmarried, I still want to be innocent."

"Do you have it? What's more, besides selling yourself, you have to make an agreement." Shen Yurong raised his brows with a half-smile, hooked her chin with one hand, and his dark and thick eyes were full of dangerous charm.

She blinked, reached out to open Shen Yurong's hand, and continued to back away: "No."

"I don't like nonsense. You are not ready in five minutes." Shen Yurong took off her comfortable home clothes with his back to her, turned and walked into the bathroom.

She stood where she was, rubbed her sore brows, and sighed softly: "Why are you here again..."

Thinking of Grandpa Mao who she had to pay for breaking the contract, she could only follow her into the bathroom resignedly.

The bathroom was filled with heat, and Shen Yurong was already lying in the bathtub, with the curtain drawn, only the upper body was exposed, playing with the tablet and listening to the international news in English.

She stood hesitantly at the door, thinking to herself, it's no wonder that the frightening president of the Shen Group spends his rest time like this.

only! While paying, don't torture her!

She glanced at Shen Yurong quietly, Shen Yurong was holding his forehead with one hand, leaning his tall and straight body against the outside of the bathtub, slightly revealing his strong and sexy half body, which was quite charming of a handsome man.

She couldn't help blushing when she saw it. This man is quite handsome.

As if feeling the gaze from outside, Shen Yurong adjusted his posture slightly, stretched out one hand outside the curtain, and hooked his fingers at her: "Come here and rub your back."

She was startled, her face turned rosy, and she stammered a little: "You...you're playing a hooligan..."

"That's only for you." Shen Yurong suddenly looked at her, with a meaningful look in his black eyes.

She swallowed nervously, and walked towards the bathtub at a snail's speed.

When she reached out to take off the bath towel, Shen Yurong turned slightly sideways and aimed her back with a sexy and smooth line.

Accompanied by the sound of water brought by slight movements, she quickly covered her face with her hands: "Ah! Don't move!"

She doesn't want to see anything she shouldn't see!

At this time, Shen Yurong became impatient, put away the tablet in his hand, put it on the counter next to him, and snapped, "What are you thinking! I'm wearing underwear."

She almost fell by the bathtub, and angrily slapped the bath towel on Shen Yurong's back: "Is it fun to tease me like this?"

Shen Yurong's body was slapped and she leaned forward, and she curled her lips with a smile that was not a smile, and looked back at her: "It's your wild imagination."

"I hate you!" She muttered, and rubbed him vigorously with the bath towel.

Shen Yurong laughed, and closed her eyes comfortably.

"You can increase your strength!"

Adhering to the purpose of rubbing off his skin, she kept increasing her strength.

"Go to the left." Shen Yurong ordered coldly.

She took a deep breath and turned left.

"Go to the right!" Shen Yurong ordered again.

She dropped the bath towel with a "snap", pinched her waist with one hand, and wiped off the sweat from the bathroom heat with the other: "What are you doing! Go left, go right, you think you're using Douyin!"

"Are you dissatisfied?" Shen Yurong looked back quietly, her black eyes narrowed tightly, exuding a sharp breath.