Chapter 8 What to watch? Again?
Defense is ineffective!

Their eyes met, and war was about to break out.

"Now that you're calm, let's get down to business!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure came over.

Instinctively, Chi Qianqian raised her hand
However, this time he failed, as his hand was intercepted by someone halfway through.

"Stop messing around! We have a meeting tomorrow morning!"

After saying that, the man pressed the woman's hands on her head, then reached out with one hand, took a small box from the table, and threw it to her without blushing or getting angry.

"open!"

Looking at the small box thrown to her, Chi Qianqian's face turned red and her fingers felt hot. The thing in her hand suddenly became like a hot potato, so she threw it away with a start, "No!"

The rejection was very straightforward!
"Oh, what, you want me to go in directly?"

"No more!"

Chi Qianqian swallowed and pressed her hands tightly against her chest to prevent him from succeeding.

A dog man with a head full of yellow garbage!
"Be good, pay your taxes, and I'll save them for you."

"crazy!
The night is hazy and the neon lights are dense.

The battle was not over until the early morning. He seemed tireless and plundered again and again, as if he wanted to make up for all he had lost in the past three years, oh no, these twenty-eight years.

The last time, he pressed her against the window. In front of the huge French window, he had a bird's eye view of the whole city, and she whimpered and begged for mercy.

The next day, Chi Qianqian was awakened by a knock on the door.

The memories of last night flashed before her eyes frame by frame, and it took her a lot of effort to come back to her senses.

Last night, she was completely eaten up by that bastard Huo Xingzhou!
The aches and pains in her body had long since replaced the numbness caused by alcohol, and Chi Qianqian became clear-headed again.

Huo Xingzhou was no longer on the bed. Chi Qianqian's eyes became visibly displeased. Just as she was about to get up, the door of the suite was opened.

A tall man walked over with two bags in his hands. He put them on the bedside. Chi Qianqian took a glance and saw that they were women's clothes.

"I have a meeting at ten o'clock, which will probably last until the afternoon. I'll pick you up for dinner in the evening."

"..."

She needs his meal?!
Seeing the man enter the bathroom, Chi Qianqian got out of bed angrily. The clothes were from GC, the most popular brand in China. They were new models of this season and should not have been released yet. She was not surprised to see the clothes lying here at this time, after all, GC was a brand under the Huo family.

She picked up the clothes and took a look. It was her size...

This dog man!

Because she was not feeling well, her movements were a little funny. She tried to zip up her back twice but failed. She was pulling at it angrily when a warm, wet hand reached out to her...

"Why are you competing with it?"

Chi Qianqian slapped the man's hand and said unhappily, "Why do you mind me?"

The man curled his lips as if in amusement. Chi Qianqian glared at him, then she could see clearly that he was only wearing a loose bath towel. His upper body was solid and lean, with eight thin abdominal muscles and a faintly visible mermaid line. His semi-long hair was still dripping with water, hanging in front of his forehead, covering part of his eyebrows.

The foam on the hair has not been washed off yet, it must be half a shower.

Chi Qianqian was so dazed that she even forgot to come back to her senses.

"What are you looking at? Want to do it again?"

The man spoke, took a cigarette from the bedside table, lit it, took a puff, and glanced at her.

Chi Qianqian made a “tsk” sound.

Even though my feet are no longer stable, I cannot lose the battle!
She said:

"Come."

Huo Xingzhou curled the corners of his mouth, exhaled a puff of smoke, and looked at her steadily.

What a stubborn little thing!
I don’t know who cried and said “no” yesterday.

Chi Qianqian felt uneasy when he looked at her, and she pretended to be calm and looked away.

No!

Don’t even want to die!

He had lost control last night, and all her bones felt like they had been crushed, dislocated, and sore, especially that time in the bathtub.

The bathtub is hard
He is very fierce.
Not comfortable at all!

(End of this chapter)

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