Blood trickled down the corner of Si Nuo's lips. He extended his thumb and wiped off the blood on the corner of his lips. The huge commotion had already attracted Kleist who was next door. When he saw Si Nuo being injured, his eyes instantly turned extremely cold.

"Step down." Si Nuo said calmly towards Kleist's direction.

This time, Kleist had no choice but to retreat, and continued to observe Mu Xu's every move.

When Si Nuo followed Wen Liang's gaze, the expression in his eyes was blazing hot. Although Si Nuo didn't really stride to catch up, Mu Xu believed that if Ol 'Three and he didn't arrive in time, then even if this was a misunderstanding, Si Nuo wouldn't mind continuing to do so …

Mu Xu pulled Si Nuo and said: "Triangle is immoral, especially when two famous men are fighting over a woman, that woman is also a married woman. If you were to f * cking interfere, not only a third person, but a third person with no morals and no morals … …"

"Who did you say was the third party?" Kleist, who was eager to protect his master, started to read more and more literature, and upon hearing Mu Xu slander his master, he immediately stood behind Si Nuo, and coldly replied back.

As for Si Nuo, he never spoke a word.

Mu Xu was already considered high, he did not expect Si Nuo to be higher than him by a little, the entire aura was not something an ordinary person could compare to. To be honest, Mu Xu was rather impressed with Si Nuo's character of being able to maintain calmness even after being snared in the bathtub.

But...

"I'll just tell you this. You'd rather sleep in my house's third sister than in my house's third sister. Who drugged it? " Carrying the heroic ambition to support his brother, Mu Xu raised his head and glared at Si Nuo.

Only, he did not expect his enthusiasm to be exchanged for Si Nuo's words, "Remember to ask your Ol 'Three to send the medical fees over."

"Clay, see the guests out." Si Nuo waved his hand and got rid of Mu Xu's shackles.

… ….

Qi Ye carried Wen Liang out of Si Nuo's room, and after he exited, Wen Liang hung on his body as if his bones were pulled out by someone else. No matter how he spoke, he couldn't stop the octopus-like girl.

The manager of the guest room was unable to stop Qi Ye from coming up immediately, but now that he recognized Qi Ye, he quickly called out: "President Qi … …"

Qi Ye used his leg to kick at a nearby guest room, and coldly ordered: "Open the door!"

The manager of the guest room was so shocked by Qi Ye's aura that he quickly used his Almighty Card to open the door. He had completely forgotten to check if there was anyone in the house.

As soon as the door was pushed open, he heard the screams of a man and a woman inside the room. The two of them, who were working on their business, were so scared that they quickly covered their heads with their blankets.

The room manager felt his head boil. The heck, why does this bald Mediterranean seem so familiar? He seems to be the general manager of the agency under the Sempe Group! Who was this long-legged beauty? It seemed to be the female lead of the popular TV show …

Even in his dreams, the general manager would never have imagined that one day he would be caught in a bed by his superior, and his lips were quivering in fright. "Qi Qi … Qi Qi … you … and the other things … "Qi …"

"Get up, go to the company and write your resignation report!"

Qi Ye casually helped the two to close the door, and the guest room manager quickly went through the door to the room next door.

Qi Ye carried Wen Liang into the room and closed the door.

The little woman was nibbling on her neck while he held her butt. Her small waist was rubbing against his as if it was an electric pony. He was really going crazy from her torture. It was obvious that Wen Liang had lost all sense of rationality ….

After placing the woman on the soft blanket, Qi Ye's entire brows furrowed together. The woman's hand was stroking the buttons on his shirt, without any intention of letting go.

"Big brother Qi …" The little woman who had lost her consciousness, the one who was reciting was the one who hid the deepest in her heart.

Originally, when he thought of the scene of his wife in Si Nuo's embrace, he was so furious that he wanted to kill her.

She stuck to him like a koala, calling out to him.

A captivating red lips lightly moved closer and kissed his lower one. Thick breaths came and went, spraying on his lips and mixing with his breath.

He supported himself with the pillow and finally turned the tables. Holding the little woman's chin with one hand, he deepened the kiss without the slightest hesitation. He held the woman by the waist and slowly pressed her onto the bed. She moved her small hands and suddenly grabbed his hand.

Qi Ye's eyes instantly widened, and he grabbed onto Wen Liang's hand. His warmth almost took his life.

Unsatisfied with the warmth, the burning impatience, he withdrew his hand and began to pull at his shirt. It was all because of the quality of his clothes, causing him to be unable to tear it apart.

"Warm, let me do it." He leaned close to the woman's ear, his warm lips brushing hers.

These were the most touching words of love, but at this moment, they were nothing to the warm, cold mouth.

At this moment, she felt as if she was being confined to a cage, eager to be released. On the other hand, the man that was dilly-dallying was worried that he might hurt her.

She mustered the strength from nowhere and turned her body, pressing the man down on top of her. His two small hands moved closer to his pants and sat on it.

"..." This was the most tragic time of the Qi Thirteen's counterattack.

It was also the only time in his life that he would be able to turn the tables...

Wen Liang felt as if his whole body had been crushed by a train. He felt sore, as if his bones had been split open.

However, there was no memory left in his head at all.

She only remembered accidentally hitting someone else's car, then getting out of the car to apologize, only to be hit by a bat instead. Finally, she laid down on the ground as the last memory in her mind was a pair of fluffy black high heels and a pair of beautiful white legs …

And after that?

Was she being carried away to perform with a Shattered Rock in her chest? Why do I feel like my chest is about to break?

There were no lights on in the room, and the room was still warm and drowsy from sleep. He felt the sky darken, and he couldn't tell where he was. He stretched out his hand to feel around, only to find that he was alone.

She felt a terrible pain all over her body. Faintly, she reached out her hand to touch her chest and let out a sigh of relief.

At this thought, she opened her eyes.

Where is she?

What just happened?

This unfamiliar environment caused her heart to reach the pinnacle. However, he smelled an aura that made him feel at ease. It was the smell of an exclusive Mr. Qi …

"You're awake?" A familiar voice came from afar.

Indeed, it was the Mr. Qi's voice.

Qi Ye who was standing by the side of the door reached out and turned on the lights in the hotel.

The entire room became as bright as day in an instant, and before she could even get used to being warm and cool, she reached out her hand to cover her eyes. Only then did she clearly see that the person in front of her was indeed her Mr. Qi.

He stood neatly dressed by the door.

As for himself … She lowered her head again and looked at herself. She was sitting on the bed, under the blanket, naked, and the strange feeling that came from her body was reminding her of what had happened when she lost her memory.

She was in the hotel, sitting on the bed with nothing on, her whole body aching.

And Qi Ye, who was standing opposite to her at the door, had clearly just come in.

He just stood there looking at her.

Suddenly realizing something, Wen Liang shook his head. Gripping the blanket tightly, his eyes reddened...

Wen Liang shook his head and retreated until his back was against the bedside table, "No... It won't happen... "It's not like that …"

"No, don't come over." Tears welled up in his eyes and fell onto the blanket.

She clutched the quilt tightly and covered her ears.

"..." The Mr. Qi was a little helpless. He reached out his hand to gently touch her shoulder and said, "Wife …"

"Qi Ye..." Her eyes red, she grabbed his hand and cried like a tearful person, calling his name, but no words came out.

He lowered his head to look at his own body and then humbly covered himself up with the blanket. Finally, his entire body was curled up in the blanket, not a single strand of hair was revealed …