Chapter 2200

The doorbell rang, and Shi Miao slowly drank the tea in his hand.

There is no meaning to bother.

Qiao Xiaomu still wants to compete with her for the position next door to Fu Shaoming?

Oh, she doesn't even look at who she is.

Outside the door, after Qiao Xiaomu rang the doorbell for a while, no one opened the door.

Not even a little movement.

She was a little discouraged.

I went to press the door of room 8069 next door, and pressed for a while, but still no one opened.

What's going on, why do you feel that the two rooms are as if they have been discussed, and they shut her out and ignore her?

Could it be that Fu Shaoming knew the person next door, and the two colluded together to not open the door for her?

Thinking of this, Qiao Xiaomu felt depressed again.

But she can't do anything, because they don't open the door, and she can't go in.

I had no choice but to stomp my feet in frustration and annoyance, and left.

In the room, Fu Shaoming was sitting in front of the window sill with a red wine glass in his hand, looking at the night outside, gently shaking the wine in his hand.

Under the dark night, the bright red liquid looked like a bottomless night sky.

He naturally heard the doorbell and guessed that Qiao Xiaomu was ringing the doorbell.

What he said just now was very clear, so there is no need to open the door for her again.

His mood was as stable as Mount Tai, until there was no sound outside the door. He knew that Qiao Xiaomu had left, so his mood was still very stable.

After tasting two glasses of red wine, he put down the glass, got up, went to the bathroom, and took a shower.

Although he had washed it during the day, he drank wine now, and his whole body smelled of wine. When he was sleeping, he didn't like the smell on his body.

Soon, after taking a shower, he lay on the bed in his pajamas, turned off the lights, and was ready to sleep.

In the next room, Shi Miao saw that the light in Fu Shaoming's room was off.

Waited for two hours.

Shi Miao got up, now is her good time.

She came to the balcony and looked next door, but seeing no sign, she knew that Fu Shaoming must have fallen asleep.

She was going to step over the dividing wall and go directly there.

The presidential suite is on the 32nd floor. She looked down, it was really high, and she felt dizzy just by looking at it.

She simply raised her head, not looking down.

Bite the bullet, step forward and step over directly.

As long as you don't look at it, you won't be so scared.

In fact, the wall of this fence is not high, but there is a gap as long as half an arm in the middle.

But fortunately, Shimiao controlled it better and did not fall.

She successfully browsed to this side.

Opening the sliding door, she walked in lightly.

The moonlight tonight is very good, and the cold moonlight shines in from the window, and you can see the man sleeping on the bed.

His handsome face looked even more handsome under the clear light.

When Shi Miao walked to his side, she could feel his breathing, exuding a masculine breath.

That steady breathing made her heart beat wildly.

She tried her best to breathe, walked carefully to his side, bent down, and grabbed his quilt.

Little by little the quilt was lifted.

Her movements were very light, for fear of disturbing him and waking him up.

Under her trepidation, she finally lifted the quilt.

Immediately afterwards, she gently helped him unbutton his pajamas.

She tried to be as quiet as possible, and she tried not to touch him in case he woke up.

If he woke up, he would definitely throw her out.

One, two, three...

She started to undo the buttons on her chest, going all the way down, and soon she would undo all the buttons.