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Wang Rui cried especially hard, she looked as if she had suffered a great grievance.

Chu Yu was almost flabbergasted. From the moment she entered the door, he had wanted to say something, but the girl in front of him did not give him the chance.

On the contrary, it was her who started crying loudly. From the sound of her wails, Chu Yu could probably guess the reason as well.

In the quiet room, only the sound of the sad and embarrassed girl crying could be heard.

Chu Yu who was previously drinking alone, upon hearing this painful sobs, suddenly felt that the room, which was initially too quiet, had become lively because of her crying.

His bitter mood seemed to be accompanied by her crying, as if there was a place for him to vent it.

Wang Rui's crying voice gradually weakened, as if she was a little tired.

She wiped her tears carelessly with her sleeve. It was a huge difference from the goddess she had seen on the screen.

"Is it the broker's number?"

Chu Yu raised his wine cup and asked softly.

"AHH@@

As such, he hurriedly raised his hands and covered his mouth with them to prevent himself from making a sound.

"Do you want a tissue?"

Seeing that she did not speak for a long time, Chu Yu could not help but ask softly.

"No."

Wang Rui's tone was a little stiff as she threw down those words. She quickly stood up and ran out the door.

Lu Xin stood at the corner of the wall the whole time. Only when she saw that Wang Rui ran out with tears on her face did she finally let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, they did not go in for a long time. With such a short time, even Wang Rui, that idiot, would probably not be able to think of anything.

Chu Yu laughed bitterly and shook his head, it seemed like Wang Rui was crying too miserably, she did not even recognise him.

Of the lamps in the room, he had only turned on the wall lamps, so the lighting looked dim. It was normal for Wang Rui to not recognize him.

He went to the door and turned on all the lights, but found a pendant on the floor.

It was a cute Maneki-Neko, made of porcelain. It felt slightly cold to the touch, but it was also smooth, causing one's mood to change along with it.

It must be from Wang Rui's phone, but she was too excited from the call just now, so she directly dropped it on the ground. She did not realise that she would return it to her when the program was being filmed tomorrow.

Lu Xin heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his father was not unable to recover from his setback, that woman Wang Rui was really good at acting.

Although he came to H City to chase Xia Han, Gynt's aid was not an easy person to compromise with. He had arranged a bunch of work for him.

In order to follow his own goddess and become his stalker and scold him, he had to submit to the Gynt's aid's power and do his job well.

Otherwise, he was really afraid that Jin Ran would not let him go.

Fortunately, he was able to chat with Xia Han at any time, which caused his mood to soar.

The two of them had just chatted a bit about WeChat, so Feng Qi was full of motivation.

— Have you finished your bath?

He first asked Xia Han if she took a bath.

— No, in preparation.

— Okay, just test the shower for me and tell me the test report later.

This was the conversation between the two of them just now. Although it seemed like it wasn't painful or itchy, in Feng Qi's heart, this was proof that their relationship had become closer.

In any case, the conversation between a couple wasn't really that big of a deal anyway.

— Shower Head Trial Report: Yes.

The phone vibrated, and he immediately unlocked it to take a look.

— — Proactive report + 10 points, no sweet talk, bad comment. But this report's sponsor was Xia Han + 100 points! Do you want my caution?

When Xia Han looked at his rating scale, she could not stop the smile from appearing on her face. Holding her phone, she rolled on the bed.

— I don't take anything from anyone, but if I'm good-looking, I can think about it.

She had just sent it over when a picture was sent over within a few seconds.

Feng Qi was dressed in a white shirt, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. His tie had flown away a long time ago, and the buttons on the front of his shirt had been undone, revealing his huge chest.

Her skin was fair and extremely smooth under the illumination of the lantern light. She couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.

— Satisfied with the allure of my manhood?

Xia Han held onto the photo for a long time. After the man put on her glasses, the lines on her sharp face became much gentler.

Her lips were bright red, as if she had just eaten a cherry that had been dyed red.

Those long and narrow eyes, hidden behind the lenses, appeared all the more charming. Their eyes were bright and persistent.

He stared fixedly at the camera, just like a wild wolf locking onto its prey.

Fierce and violent, Xia Han couldn't help but tremble.

The man in the photo was so sexy.

She didn't minimize the picture until her phone vibrated twice more.

— Are you obsessed with my picture?

When Xia Han saw his feigned narcissism reply, in reality, just by looking at the short gap between the two messages, she knew that Feng Qi was actually feeling a little nervous in her heart.

Her ex-boyfriend was Chu Yu, so the male god's looks weren't bad.

Furthermore, Xia Han had said many times that she was Yan Gou, so her boyfriend's primary goal was to be handsome.

Although Feng Qi had always been confident in his appearance, he had been praised to such an extent since he was young.

But facing Xia Han, he still couldn't help but feel nervous.

This person was placed in the position of the goddess by him. Even if the goddess had already been pulled down from the altar by him, he could imagine himself doing shameful things to her countless times when he was outside his dreams.

— How is it possible? It's just that I need some paper towels.

When Feng Qi saw this sentence, his brain short-circuited. He was completely shocked in his heart.

— Are you going to roll over my picture, too?

When he finally reacted, he realized that he had already sent the message.

He suddenly wanted to give himself two slaps. How could there be someone as stupid as him in this world?

Xia Han was a woman, how could she have anything to grumble about?

She doesn't have a younger brother!

He wanted to remedy the situation in time and hastily sent a message. Only then did he remember that WeChat had the function of withdrawing it, so he hurriedly sent a message.

But as soon as he withdrew, Xia Han sent him a screenshot.

— I've left evidence, so don't try to die.

Ha ha-ha, roll, I don't have anything to roll, it's a mess.

Feng Qi's face reddened, and he suddenly felt the room was a little hot.

"Turn off the air conditioner." He said to the assistant beside him.

The assistant quickly found the remote control and turned off the air conditioner, but when she saw her boss blushing, she couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Boss, leave the tissue here. Be careful not to bleed from your nose."

The assistant handed over the tissue with a meaningful glance and a cautious tone in her voice, afraid that she would offend her boss.

Feng Qi glared at him, he truly felt hot.

"You can leave." Feng Qi waved his hand.

When the little assistant left, Feng Qi immediately let himself go. He immediately undid all the buttons on his shirt.

He took out the red wine he had ordered, opened the cork, and poured himself half a glass.

The dark red liquid slid into the transparent cup. The color was scorching, and the smell was alluring. It was truly enjoyable.

He took a light sniff, and the smell of red wine wafted into his nose.

Feng Qi returned to his seat with a cup in hand and sent a message to Xia Han on his phone.

— If you aren't having fun, what do you need a tissue for?

Xia Han slightly raised her brows, as her face revealed a slight smile.

— Wiping the blood from his nose.

When the short three words came out, Feng Qi's heartbeat once again sped up.

He remembered that he was always bleeding from his nose to Xia Han, and would probably become the weakness of Xia Han for the rest of his life.

— You laugh at me again.

— Why are you unhappy? Who let you make a fool of yourself? In the future, whenever anyone mentioned nosebleed or tissue, I would think of you.

— This will be your permanent dark history with me.

Xia Han consecutively sent two messages, giving off a feeling of not letting go.

Feng Qi lifted his wine cup and lightly took a sip.

A sweet taste slid down his throat, causing a wave of heat to rise up, causing his heart to pound incessantly with a "putong putong" sound. He even had the feeling that he had completely lost control.

— If I can get the handle to you, I'll gladly accept it.

Perhaps it was the stimulation from the alcohol, but he felt that he had become more literary.

It was clearly a simple sentence, yet he said it so nicely.

When Xia Han saw his message, her face revealed a gentle smile.

— You working?

Feng Qi took another photo and sent it over. This time, it was his wine cup, and beside it was a bottle of red wine.

Beautiful wine with a beautiful woman, fine wine all prepared. Would the beautiful woman be in the mood for a cup now?

The man's face could not be seen in the photo, only his white and slender hand. His fingers were placed on top of the red wine cup, and the dark red liquid inside made his hand seem even whiter than porcelain.

She hesitated. It was neither too late nor too early. Eight o'clock in the evening.

This was a rather warm and quiet time. Although it was a bit early to go to sleep, it was a bit late to do something.

Some people absolutely could not see each other at night, because if they did, something might happen.

For example, lovers. For example, men and women who looked into each other's eyes.

Feng Qi just so happened to belong in this region that he absolutely could not see each other tonight, because compared to his close friends, they seemed more like a couple testing each other.

The other party had attracted his attention. It wasn't that he couldn't go to bed, it was just that he had yet to take that step forward.

She thought about it for a moment, then gave him a measured reply.

— I'm in the mood, but not as a beauty.

Feng Qi waited for her reply, waiting for his fingers to turn cold. After seeing these words, it was unknown whether he was relieved or disappointed.

If she wasn't a beauty, then it would mean that Xia Han had buried some of the possible events in the cradle.

No matter who you play tonight, as long as your surname is Xia, the door of my room will always be open for you.

— I'll wait for you!