Dressed as the apex of all the bigwigs

Chapter 1299 Part: The Big Boss of the Witch Broker Circle 8
The two were at a stalemate.

In the end, it was Rong Han's cell phone that rang, breaking the frozen air between the two of them.

When he was answering the phone, Qiao Qin quietly let go of the long legs around his waist, but unexpectedly the man didn't leave her attention when he answered the phone.

When she let go of one leg, Rong Han turned her over and hung her from behind to the front. Before Qiao Qin could react, she was pressed against the wall, and behind him was the wall. Full-length mirror.

It fully showed the postures of the two of them at this time.

……

Qiao Qin lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried her best to lean her body back.

But behind her is the wall.

The strong sense of oppression from the man in front of her hit her, and even she couldn't bear it.

Rong Han evoked a sneer that was alluring and evil, and a coolness hit her back immediately. She put her hands on his chest, feeling the same coolness under his shirt.

Qiao Qin raised her eyes, raised the corners of her lips, and said in a slow voice as much as possible, "Mr. Rong, let's talk if we have anything to say."

The man's brows were cold and frosty, and under the thick and heroic eyebrows were a pair of deep pupils that gathered the beauty of the world. The strong oppressive force began to dissipate slowly when the corners of her mouth smiled.

But the aura around him held her tightly in his arms with the oppression of holding back his breath.

Qiao Qin didn't know what kind of wind this man had in the middle of the night.

She was sleepy at first, but now she is not in good spirits because of his convulsions.

She carefully pushed away his chest that was imprisoning her, and met his indifferent and dark eyes. Qiao Qin felt the coldness in his arms that trapped her spreading to her body, and she glanced at the man's expression helplessly.

"Mr. Rong, let me go, I invite you in for a cup of tea."

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Qiao Qin's living room.

She poured Rong Han a cup of boiled water, which drew the man's condensed and displeased gaze, "Coffee."

The corner of Qiao Qin's mouth twitched helplessly. This man really regarded her as his servant. She explained, "It's not that I don't make coffee for you, let alone coffee. I don't even have a bag of tea leaves at home." , just drink it."

Rong Han's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

In his dictionary, there is never the word "compromise", and some of them are "exquisite" of nobles.

Qiao Qin's casualness obviously didn't match him very well, but he didn't have any disgust for her towards other women.

This supported him to stay here.

As for the glass of boiled water that Qiao Qin brought, he didn't even glance at it from the corner of his eye.

Qiao Qin didn't say much about it.

……

Time passed by in silence between the two of them.

Tranquil environment.

Always makes people sleepy.

Qiao Qin's eyelids fluttered one after another, and her body gradually softened into the sofa.

On the opposite side, Rong Han's face turned cold.

His face darkened, showing his displeasure.

But for the current Qiao Qin, no matter how cold and strong the oppressive feeling is, it can't resist the call of the sleeping god.

She has been working overtime for three months in a row, and now she really can't take it anymore.

Whether he wants money or sex, let's talk about it after she wakes up.

The sound of long breathing came from the opposite sofa.

Rong Han raised his eyes to look at the delicate face of the woman opposite, the slender eyebrows were not as rigid as the thick eyebrows, but a little softer, the warm yellow light from the floor lamp next to the sofa hit her toes, she looked a little cute.

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(End of this chapter)