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With a face as pale as cooked shrimp, Mu Qing Huan was helpless, but she did not dare move, her confused eyes stared straight at him, and she insisted, "Put me down! "Big Scoundrel!"

"Then what do you want?" Ahhh, Mu Qing Huan really had the urge to kill people. His round eyes swept the area, luckily no one saw, otherwise, it would be too embarrassing!

"You can't solve a problem by crying, understand?"

"I don't want to play anymore, put me down, I'm falling!" It was not fun at all. It could fall at any time!

Mu Qing Huan coughed violently, only then did Feng Cheng stop and bring her back to the car, "You sure are timid."

Feng Cheng turned on the heat and said probingly, "I'll send you back."

"Hmm …" Twisting his body, Mu Qing Huan's expression became tired and fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Cheng turned his head and looked at her, he thought for a moment and took off her necklace …

Feng Cheng drove to the well hidden hotel and got two separate rooms.

After calling for 15 minutes outside the room, Feng Cheng returned to his own room with a displeased look on his cold face. He slowly walked to the big bed, and his sharp eyes noticed that there was a woman lying on his bed.

To be exact, it was a woman that had been meticulously dressed up. All of them were black colored perspective lace, and their faces revealed an abnormal red color.

Her hair, which was as enchanting as seaweed, was laid out flat on the bed, and layers of fragrance dispersed.

The corner of his mouth was smeared with fiery red lipstick. His puckered lips were extremely alluring.

Half asleep and half awake, the girl boldly wrapped her arms around his neck. Her black eyes sparkled as she stared at him …

It seemed like the woman had been drugged.

Usually, the girls that were sent over would be sent back home untouched …

"Scram!" Feng Cheng grabbed her neck unhappily.

"Oh, it hurts …" The woman tilted her head in pain, her hair rippling, revealing an extremely enchanting face …

To think that it would be her … Mu Qing Huan!

Why was she in his room?

Who sent her here?

Could it be a trap?

Otherwise, why would it be such a coincidence for her to be sent to his bed …

The other party seemed to be certain that he would take note of her appearance and her nevus lacrimalis s …

Her tears fell on his neck, hot and touching.

His index finger swiped past her nevus lacrimalis s, causing Feng Cheng to aim at the corner of her mouth and forcefully kiss her. He wanted to comfort her, but he didn't make his next move.

He never, ever, easily slept with a woman, especially when she was unconscious.

Pain.

Mu Qing Huan did not dare to think too deeply into what happened last night. The hotel attendant respectfully pushed the door open and entered, "Miss, this is your change of clothes, it's already dry."

"Thank you." After Mu Qing Huan changed her clothes, she forced herself to go to work.

In the entertainment newspaper, all her colleagues were discussing her.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect her to have the guts to come to work."

Why did they say that?