Haishi * hotel.

Chu Jiang looks at Xie Qiulu sitting on the bed and staring out of the window, but smiles. Although she is a beautiful woman with a high face value, although she accidentally kisses her, although she seems to have identified herself.

But in a way, she was always the enemy.

Xie Nan has already ignored her life and death, but can she completely ignore her brother?

Next, there will be a bigger and crueler war between Qingcheng group and Xie family. Which side will she choose to stand on?

If you leave her by your side, Chujiang always feels that Xie Qiulu is just like * all the time.

In the near future, not only Chujiang but also herself will be destroyed.

He stayed with her tonight because he understood that Xie Qiulu needed company.

Apart from the disillusionment of love and the betrayal of relatives, she saw at least three dead bodies in the hot spring today.

Without Chu Jiang, when she closed her eyes, she would have three bloody heads in her mind.

After all, he had lived and died together, so he decided to spend at least one night with him, not too cruel.

The sentimental Chu handsome man is so pitiful.

"Do you sleep on the sofa or on the bed?" When Xie Qiulu saw Chu Jiang looking at her, she turned around and gave a smile. It seemed that the smell of women fighting just now was still spreading.

"Who sleeps on the sofa and has a big bed? I'm stupid!" Chu Jiang murmured, lying on the bed, pulling a quilt as a barrier.

From Xie Qiulu's tone, Chu Jiang can tell that women don't mind. What else do you pretend to be serious.

After Chu Jiang lay down, Xie Qiulu also lay down on the other side of the quilt and conveniently put out the light.

In this way, two people staring at the ceiling, it seems that they are all up.

Inside the room is black, black is the most classic, but also the most ambiguous.

At this time, Xie Qiulu suddenly thought of a poem: black, gave me black eyes, but I used it to find light.

Because people in the dark can often suddenly find what they need most.

"We've only known each other for one day. We've been sleeping together. It's bloody." Chujiang takes the lead in breaking loneliness.

"But in one day, I found that I had nothing but You. " Xie Qiulu was silent for a long time and finally spoke.

But the man was still separated from her by a quilt.

The distance between quilts is very short, but it seems very far away.

In the middle of the quilt, stranded with boundless loneliness and melancholy, as well as helpless.

Just like homesickness, it seems that the distance between a train ticket or an airplane ticket is actually the distance of life. Many people have to leave their hometown for life.

The reason why this quilt is filled with a lot of helplessness is that the quilt is no longer a quilt, but the embodiment of Li Qiushui, ye Qingcheng or other women.

Xie Qiulu is very clear that if she wants to cross the quilt, she must first cross one or more women.

"I'm to blame for everything." Chu Jiang's tone is very light, but also contains an apology.

"No, it always comes. Better come early than late. " Xie Qiulu sighed softly.

Then she turned around, trying to adapt to the darkness, and caught Chu Jiang's eye.

At the moment, she is wearing a bathrobe. Other clothes have been washed. Of course, there is a vacuum in the bathrobe.

It is undeniable that her figure is so graceful that even if she lies down, it does not affect the ups and downs of the curve at all.

At night, she saw Chu Jiang's dark figure also turned around, and she smelled a strong smell of men.

All of a sudden, she also wanted to scold life, because the life full of dog blood and shit seemed to play an international joke on her, which made her lose a lot of things, but she couldn't get one thing.

This kind of thing is close in front of us, with only a quilt in the middle, but it seems very far away.

Far away, far away!

"I also want to drink." Xie Qiulu said in the dark.

It is said that what men drink is feeling, and what women drink is loneliness.

Now, it sounds reasonable.

After Xie Qiulu finished, he turned on the light without waiting for Chu Jiang to answer. Then she got up slowly and went to the wine cabinet.

They live in the presidential suite, and of course they have a wine cabinet. It's just that the wine here is more expensive than that outside, but those who can live here don't care about money!

Under the light, Xie Qiulu's graceful figure is completely exposed in the eyes of Chu River. The fragrant shoulders are slightly exposed, and the gullies are visible. The arc in front of her is breathtaking!

If a gust of wind blows, enough to see the scenery under the skirt.

"Why do you want to drink?" Chu Jiang put his head on one arm and asked with a smile.

There are too few people who drink just for the sake of drinking. Everyone has their own reasons.

"Just want to drink, isn't it?" Xie Qiulu, smiling, poured wine while talking, then went to bed and sat cross legged across the Chu River, blocking the key parts only with her skirt."You You're not afraid of being drunk by me? " Chujiang took the wine, ambiguous smile unchanged.

"No, I should say that. Ye Qingcheng drank a glass of red wine before kissing you, and the strong wind was revealed by the strength of the wine. I... " Xie Qiulu touched a cup with Chu Jiang, drank it all, and then held Chu Jiang's head dominantly.

In her attractive lips forward, it was the wine cup in Chu Jiang's hand.

"You did. I haven't yet." Chujiang said with a smile, then sipped a sip of wine, "the first one who compares women to flowers is genius, the second one who compares women to flowers is fool."

Chujiang means that Xie Qiulu has fallen into the stereotype, and ye Qingcheng is hard on it in full view of the public, but now?

"After the nth metaphor, women are still like flowers. After all, there are thousands of flowers. Even the same kind of flower has different shapes and charm. Besides, I just want a prelude. " Xie Qiulu is more bold and direct.

After she finished, she poured herself another glass of wine. It seems that after another glass, she continued to work hard.

Will the prelude be omitted this time?

"It's undeniable that most men think most of the time by their lower body, but Not every man is like your boyfriend. " Chu Jiang said here, busily added, "it's my ex boyfriend."

When Xie Qiulu heard the speech, she shook her hand slightly and nearly spilled the red wine on the bed. Then she flashed a little dejected in her eyes and continued to look up and gulp. She drank a full glass of red wine in one gulp.

Originally, she was ready to make a big move after drinking it all, but now she was frozen there.

The corner of her mouth overflowed with some red wine, flowing down her white neck, straight into the valley below.

Chujiang's throat moved with him.

"Then what, hurry Wipe it Chu Jiang took out a tissue and handed it to him.

"Wipe what? If you want to wipe it, please help me. What's the matter?" Xie Qiulu didn't have a good airway, and then