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The luggage has long been left in the living room of the room by the waiter.

Jin Mingshen casually left his coat on the side, the whole person was in the sofa, lazy like a noble lion.

"This is a hotel opened by a friend's family. I didn't mean to mention to him that I would come to Y country to play. I didn't expect to leave such a big room for me." A low but clear voice rang out in the living room. Jin Ming's eyes were deep and fixed on Song Guo. His words were deliberately told to song Guo.

To dispel her suspicion of herself.

Obviously, the effect of this strategy is remarkable. Song Guo's doubts subsided immediately. After all, Jin Mingshen is still a child of Jin's family. People around him must be rich or expensive. Thinking about this, song Guo's face relaxed a lot.

The only drawback may be the only bed in the bedroom. Even though it's kingsize, song Guo feels uncomfortable.

Maybe he didn't want to face it. Song Guo dawdled in the bathroom for a long time before he came out. Jin Mingshen had been lying on the bed for a long time.

At a glance, song Guo's face turned red.

Jin Mingshen is holding a book. He is wearing a black bathrobe. The door is wide open. The sexy and beautiful clavicle is looming. It arouses people's curiosity. His white skin and beautiful face attract people to explore everywhere.

Song Guo felt that her face must be red, otherwise how could she feel that her face would be so hot? She rubbed her face, trying to ease the temperature on her face, and moved toward the bedside.

"Hot?" Jin Ming's deep mellow voice suddenly rang out, which made song Guo's heart jump. He didn't notice the stool at his feet. He tilted and went straight to the bed.

As soon as the man's eyes darkened and his long arm stretched out, he pushed song Guo into his arms, and his voice became hoarse and hoarse: "is this the way to throw himself in the arms?"

At this moment, song Guo's face and neck became the same color, with pale pink skin, like the last spark, which completely ignited Jin Mingshen's desire.

The man bowed his head, holding the red lips that he had been longing for for for a long time, like a pedestrian lost in the desert, meeting a clear spring, ardently yearning.

That's not enough! Jin Ming's body is clamoring for more intense desire. He feels uncomfortable all over. It seems that song Guo is the only one who can quench his restlessness.

"No, we've broken up!" Song Guo is dizzy for a short time because of the man's warm kiss. She immediately wakes up. She tries to push the man's hard chest and endure the strange body.

No matter how hard song Guo struggles, he can't do it. The man moves his big hand down song Guo's cheek and stops at the position of the woman's clavicle.

Jin Mingshen's eyes became so deep that he couldn't see the bottom. He even had blue veins on the back of his hands.

He stood up and walked quickly towards the bathroom.

Song Guo's dead heart revived in an instant.

"He let himself go?" Song Guo looked at the closed glass door, feeling very complicated.

Jin Mingshen rinsed himself with cold water several times, and then managed to suppress the agitation in his body. Looking at the embarrassed figure in front of the mirror, the man suddenly showed a helpless smile.

From small to large, as long as he wants, there is nothing he can't get.

In the past 20 years, his body has never had any desire because of a woman. Now it's hard to have it, but he can't eat it. Jin Ming sighs a little dejected.

When he comes out of the bathroom with a cold feeling, song Guo has been sleeping sweetly.

Women's sleeping posture is always very good, especially under such circumstances. A small one lives in a corner. For this huge bed, the sleeping area is very small.

Jin Mingshen smiles helplessly. He gets into the quilt and wants to dig song Guo into his arms. As soon as his hand is around his slender waist, song Guo opens his eyes and stares at him in fear.

Hard heart a little hurt, he even let her feel afraid?

"Don't worry, I don't do anything to you. I just want to sleep with you." Jin Mingshen's voice with a touch of fatigue, coupled with the light chill, song Guo did not immediately refute.

Silence is tacit, Jin Ming deep arm slightly with a little strength, will song Guo into his arms, smelling the woman's body with the same taste, that because of restlessness and beating heart, a little bit back to normal.

Since Song Guo was held in her arms, her whole body has been stiff. Her face is close to the man's chest, and you can clearly hear the powerful beating sound of her heart. If Jin Mingshen really didn't move her, song Guo's heart, which is beating fast because of tension, calms down a little bit, and her sleepiness pours into the sky. It doesn't take long for her to breathe evenly.

The cold moonlight hit them, one beautiful without waves, the other beautiful and moving, and they became the most beautiful painting here.

Gong Chen gets off the plane and follows song Guo to find the hotel. When he sees them enter the hotel door, a surprised expression appears on Junyi's face.

Song Guo doesn't know that this hotel doesn't represent Gong Chen. It's the most luxurious hotel in Y country. It costs tens of thousands to stay at any time for a night. On weekdays, he receives either the most powerful officials or the richest people in all countries.Although he has no problem living here economically, he can't believe that Jin Ming has such ability.

With sunglasses on, Gong Chen quickly walked to the service area, showing a decent smile, politely asked: "excuse me, is there a person named song Guo who ordered the room here? I'm her friend."

"Sorry, we can't disclose the information of the guests here. You'd better ask other questions."

Listen to customer service gentle but have no retreat of words, palace Chen only feel full belly all nest fire, but also have no place to vent.

Reluctantly pulled out a smile to express gratitude, palace Chen opened a room at will, when settle down.

The next day, the warm sun shines on Song Guo. The woman wants to stretch lazily. As soon as she moves, she meets a warm "wall". Song Guo remembers what happened last night.

Her pretty face is pale pink. Song guowo is in the arms of a man. She dares not move. She looks up at the man in her sleep.

Yesterday, Jin Mingshen should have been sleeping very late. Song Guo looked at the dark shadow under the man's long eyelashes with some pain, but even so, it didn't hurt his beauty.

At this time, song Guo would be very jealous of the man in front of him. How could the creator favor him so much? Every inch seems to be polished carefully, no more, no less.