Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

After washing his hair and taking a shower, and putting on dry clothes, Sikong Lingge wrapped his hair in a towel, left the bathroom, and prepared to blow dry his hair.

As soon as he went out, Sikong Lingge was stunned again.

Shangguan Rui sank on the sofa with a lazy expression.

Guan Ai led the servants of nearly 20 years, lined up behind him, neatly lined up.

Everyone held a thick stack of books in their hands.

On the servant's forehead, there was even a cloth strip with the words "one hundred rules for wives"...

When Sikong Lingge saw it, his expression immediately darkened.

"Shangguan Rui, are you done yet?"

Shangguan Rui didn't answer, but covered his mouth and coughed softly.

The butler immediately brought a cup of warm water and served him well.

Shangguan Rui took it and sipped it slowly, but it hurt Yonggui and elegance.

Sikong Lingge watched it, only to find it dazzling——

This bastard!

Did he make up his mind to make trouble for himself?

If the injury is not healed, do you have a good rest, and there is still time to toss about this toss, Sikong Lingge watched it, really upset.

Gazing at Shangguan Rui fiercely, Sikong Lingge turned his eyes away, too lazy to look at them, found the electric wind blower, and started to blow his hair.

"Boom boom-"

The sound of the hair dryer instantly filled the room.

Shangguan Rui didn't say anything, just sank lazily on the sofa, watching Sikong sing and blow his hair.

Shangguan Rui didn't speak, so the housekeeper and servants naturally didn't dare to make any moves, they just stood there holding books and waiting for orders.

"Boom boom-"

In the guest room, there is nothing but the sound of the electric wind blowing.

The weird atmosphere spread bit by bit.

When Sikong Lingge's hair was half dry, the cup in Shangguan Rui's hand was suddenly put on the table lightly.

The butler immediately understood, stepped forward and walked towards Sikong Lingge.

"What do you want to do?" Sikong Lingge looked at the housekeeper vigilantly, every cell in his body went into a state of defense.

The housekeeper glanced at Sikong Lingge lightly, then slowly bent down...

Sikong Lingge thought that the housekeeper wanted to catch him and hand him over to Shangguan Rui, so he immediately jumped onto the bed, used the hair dryer as a weapon, and aimed at the housekeeper, ready to throw it at any time...

"I warn you not to mess around, otherwise..."

"Snapped--"

Before Sikong Lingge finished speaking, all the voices in the guest room disappeared instantly.

Holding the unplugged plug in his hand, the housekeeper smiled, "Young Mistress, don't worry, Eldest Young Master just asked me to unplug the plug, and didn't have anything to do."

"..."

Sikong Lingge's expression was a little embarrassed, and he slowly took the hair dryer back.

The butler smiled and retreated to Shangguan Rui's side.

Sikong Lingge's eyes moved accordingly.

Shangguan Rui still looked calm.

The face is slightly sideways, the outline is as perfect as a knife chisel out, the long eyelashes leave a faint shadow on the fair face, handsome and extraordinary——

No matter what time, he is very good and charming.

Sikong Lingge couldn't help but pause for a moment, licked his lips, his voice was dry, lacking in confidence, "Shangguan Rui... What the hell are you... playing?"

Shangguan Rui remained silent and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The butler immediately understood, and holding a stack of things, he came to Sikong Lingge.

"Young Mistress, this is the task that Eldest Young Master has arranged for you. It must be completed within today."

task?

what task?

Sikong Lingge frowned, hesitated for a while, put down the hair dryer, took it suspiciously, and looked down——