The Queen of Gossip

The electric current he created on her gradually dissipated, Su Wanqing sat up, and there was still confusion in her black eyes. This was the first time he took the initiative to drop her off the bus.

Su Wanqing let Luo Xichen hold her hand and walked into the Milan Townhouse Gala Hotel.And this scene was caught exactly by Tang Niange, who had been drinking coffee in the elegant seat on the first floor.

Tang Niange raised his smooth chin, the corners of his lips curled into a cold arc, then picked up his mobile phone and took a few photos of the silhouette of the two of them.

After seeing Su Wanqing get on the elevator with the handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, Tang Niange stood up, walked to the elevator on the other side, and chased after him.

No one knows that Tang Niange's real occupation was a professional entertainment reporter before she participated in the beauty pageant and became the champion of Princess X and found Tang's backer.

When the elevator reached the 18th floor, Luo Xichen walked out holding Su Wanqing's hand and stopped in front of the door of room 1807.

When Su Wanqing took out the room card from her bag, Luo Xichen grabbed her wrist and stopped her, her ice blue eyes were full of smiles, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and there was a hint of cunning in her smile. , said: "Wan Qing, are you so defenseless against anyone?"

Su Wanqing was stunned for a moment, her beautiful Liuli black eyes blinked, and she looked at him in confusion, puzzled: "Prevent? What?"

"Of course it's to guard against me." Luo Xichen gave a wicked smile, let go of Su Wanqing's arm, leaned against the glossy wall, and folded her arms in front of her chest, her voice full of jokes : "I kissed you in the car just now, and of course you didn't resist, and now you brought me to the door of your room, little girl, your behavior will make people think."

"Er..." Su Wanqing clenched her hand holding the room card, and there was a "bang" in her mind, yes... She did this, no doubt, she was giving the man some kind of ambiguous hint.

"It's not like this!" Su Wanqing quickly retorted when she realized it. She lowered her head slightly, not daring to look directly at Luo Xichen's scorching gaze. The long eyelashes cast a faint shy shadow on her fair cheeks. "Xi Chen, I didn't think about it that much."

She paused for a moment, as if she mustered a lot of courage before she said the next words: "Of course, there is no suggestion that you came to my room for what... strange things."

Su Wanqing raised her head and glanced at Luo Xichen secretly, like a child who had done something wrong, she bit her lower lip, and her voice carried a slight grievance: "Besides, I believe Xichen, you won't either. ."

Hearing this, Luo Xichen raised her eyebrows, stretched out her right hand and raised her smooth chin slightly, with a little presumptuousness in her voice: "Why do you think I can't, are you underestimating me, eh?"

The skin of his palm is not as delicate as that of a nobleman. On the contrary, it is slightly rough. There are even thin calluses on the knuckles, which should be due to the perennial physical training and the use of guns.

The slightly rough touch rubbed against the skin under her sensitive neck, a thin electric current flashed, and a slight tingling sensation.

Su Wanqing endured that strange feeling, her glazed eyes like a fairy tale were clear and bright, and her voice was soft and glutinous: "You know I didn't mean that."