Chapter 1

The night is like a thick inkstone, too deep to melt. Looking up, it looks like the deep sea which can't penetrate into the light. It's dark and cold.

On the top floor of Century Hotel, two big men in suits, one on the left and the other on the right, are carrying a woman. She is wearing a nice little wrinkled dress. Her head is drooping in front of her body, and her curly chestnut hair is falling down, which makes people unable to see her face clearly.

Suddenly, a bodyguard's mobile phone was shocked. He looked down at the screen, which showed two big words of "gold owner": top floor, room 1809.

Taking back the mobile phone, the man on the other side of the woman asked in a hoarse voice, with a slight tension between his eyebrows: "how, did the man say where he sent her?"

"Yes, it seems to be room 1806."

"Like?" The man on the left frowned, worried, and looked around for fear that their behavior might be met by someone. "Is it room 1806 or not? Don't send it wrong again. The wrong woman doesn't give us money. "

Being said that, the man on the right hesitated and wanted to take out his mobile phone to confirm again.

But just after the action, the woman who was supported by two people began to play wine mania. The two arms that were held wriggled back and forth, their faces swayed constantly, and their mouths whispered and repeated: "I'm so sick..."

Looking up, a little pink face appeared in the corridor monitor, because the drunkenness was stained with a thin layer of bright red, and the black and white apricot eyes looked straight ahead, without focus. Drunk, they seemed to be a child who didn't know anything.

"Mom..."

Murmuring who can not understand the words, said to himself, tears and Bata Bata fell down.

So make two big men around also began to headache, holding her arm began to work hard.

"Forget it, forget it. It must be room 1806."

"All right, let's send it quickly."

The light in the corridor is bright and dazzling, shining brightly, with the heaviness of wind and rain.

……

Ten minutes after he left, the elevator stopped on the top floor.

The leather shoes under the stiff suit pants slowly stomp out of the elevator, the black suit pants are ironed, and the upper body is a clean white shirt with slim cut. The mellow smell of wine lingers. Some thin drunk Jinyuan walks in the corridor with a hand in his pants pocket and a thin lip with a shallow smile.

Some tired by the eyebrow, Jinyuan side eye looked at the door next to the room number, raised his eyelids, and then looked at his hands room card, above impressively show: 1806.

In the deluxe suite, the curtains of French windows are tightly drawn and the light is dim.

Turn on the light, orange light is very soft, while the man's handsome and elegant face, more people trance. An unintentional lift eyes, a red uplift on the bed printed into his eyes.

Squinting eyes, half knock, dipped in the ink general deep eyes, motionless staring at the bed of the bedroom.

Woman! It's really interesting. It seems that the hotel sent it to please itself.

The canthus of the eyes moved and the pretty eyebrows stretched out. She was really a charming woman.

……

When Qiao simu woke up, the dazzling sun was quietly hanging outside the window, and the golden sun leaked in, sparing no effort to sprinkle on the two people on the bed.

Wait, two people.

Qiao simu quickly looked to the side, a mature and beautiful face on the pillow beside her, even in sleep, his eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, his whole body revealed a deep displeasure, the momentum sent out between the gesture is not angry.

The coquettish face became stiff gradually.

Qiao simu looked at the man's cold and expensive face, his blood almost frozen, and his fingertips trembled.

The eye color cannot say deep, the person eyelash of the body side is tiny blink, tremble of want to open. Qiao simu's heart suddenly jumped and kicked out reflexively.

With a thump, the weight fell to the ground.

Hear voice and man eat painful cry, Qiao Si Mu this just reaction come over oneself did what.

The pupil is soft and tight, the fingers are clenched into fists, and the heart aches.

Jinyuan stood up from the ground and stood beside the bed. His eyebrows and eyes were full of anger, just like those depicted in ink and wash. He looked at Qiao simu's eyes and burst out a dark breath. His thin lips were pursed, and he was cold and silent.

Tone suddenly sink down, looking at in front of the quilt sitting on the floor of the woman, Qiao simu miserly gave a look, casual squint, voice line is still noble and reserved, hidden anger: "what do you do?"

"What do I do?" Qiao simu instantly laughed, bright but with a fatal irony, Danfeng eyes with the soul of the voice, make people itch: "I also want to ask you what do you want to do?"

It was a great gift that she didn't beat him up. How could he have the face to ask himself what to do?

It's really ironic.

Standing from the position of Jinyuan, you can clearly see some looming under the quilt.It has to be said that Jinyuan was attracted for a moment.

But even so, he would not let a woman from a hotel to warm his bed shake his face.

Jinyuan's handsome face has been dreary and can drip water. Staring at Qiao simu's indifferent eyes, he is disgusted with evil. All around him are full of vigorous hostility: "woman, there's no part for you to play small temperament here. Remember your identity, a mole ant that anyone can trample to death."

"What did you say?"

Apricot eyes stare round, full of all are almost angry and humiliating look, she wanted to slap in front of the man's face, but was restrained by reason.

She is a woman, and her strength is no better than that of a man.

If we start, she will suffer in any case.

That pair of black and white eyes, so shining with anger at himself, Jinyuan suddenly came to a point of interest, eyes flashed ponder. The five features and outline of the knife and axe, with a faint smile in the corner of the mouth, perfectly combined, appear particularly handsome and compelling.

Jinyuan stared at her for a few seconds, leisurely smile, canthus pick out the slightest cold, but throw a warm smile, light but open lips, but look around and say to him: "women or clever point will be more men's favor."

Dun dun, drooping eyes, beautiful lips pursed out of a smile radian, slender fingers have not a beat on the head of the bed, like a heavy hammer general hard hit in Qiao simu's heart.

Lift Mou, say: "clever point, such woman also can live longer."

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