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"I like it very much." Looking at her masterpiece, she stared fixedly, with a kind of obsession. After following him for a while, how could she not be tempted?

Every move of this man's hands and feet is a fatal attraction.

"Can you drink?" He asked suddenly, enduring his physical discomfort, and didn't push her away.

"Of course, as long as it's your request, I will." She nodded immediately, and started flirting in her heart. He wanted to drink alone with her, and he wanted to spend a romantic night with her.

"Then go back and get dressed. My driver will pick you up at seven o'clock in the evening. Remember, just wash off the perfume you used before." He specially reminded him that he couldn't stand the smell on her now. [

Han Li was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll go back now, and I will give you a surprise tonight."

As she spoke, she kissed him on the cheek again, and then stood up leisurely. In front of him, she took out the sunglasses from her chest, put them back on her face, blew a kiss, and walked out the door.

She thought that her initiative today had finally brought her something she wanted more, but she didn't know that this was already the beginning of an end. If she had a prophet, she might honestly be a supermodel under his name.

Meng Beichen frowned. After she disappeared, he dialed the internal line, "Prepare a dress for Ms. Han who just left, and send someone to my office to clean it."

After giving the order, he went directly into the lounge next to him to take a shower, he hated the smell here now.

When Fei Xiluo received such a call, he knew that Han Li would never have another chance. This person must have been forgotten by Young Master Bei, but she wanted to go out by herself, and her only role was to be a courtesan.

"Do you like me?"

Greech's direct question choked Han Yixing a lot, the pepper in her mouth went directly into her throat, choking her to cough and cry again.

"Drink some water." Gregory sighed, and put two large glasses of water in front of her. He knew her too well. She always had to drink a lot of water. She didn't like to drink. White water always seems to be seriously short of water.

After drinking water, Han Yixing felt a little better, then patted his chest, and slumped on the chair as if dying.