The eldest daughter-in-law of the rebirth of a wealthy family is difficult to do

Chapter 1253 Don’t Talk So Dirty Outside the Story (3)
He won't let them kiss his lips.

She had inquired, and the other ladies were like this.

The two of them fell on the bed, as they did every time they went to bed, following the rules.

Early the next morning.

Ali opened her eyes, looking at this strange room in a daze, and it took a long time to hear what happened last night.

She looked at A Biao who was still sleeping soundly on the big bed, and got up lightly.

She folded the quilt, put it back in the cabinet, and opened the door to go out.

A Biao's schedule should be the same as theirs. She would be very lethargic in the morning, and could hardly fall asleep at night. She didn't know when she fell asleep last night, but she knew that she fell asleep for a long time, and A Biao didn't even fall asleep. There was a very low TV sound in the room, and A Biao had been watching TV.

The plane in the morning, I don't know if they can get up.

She went back to the room she was in with Rose.

There was no one in the room, Ali knew without thinking, Rose went to accompany Yao Beikun.

Rose is probably different from them. In the past, Yao Beikun would never let any woman spend the night with him, and would let the lady leave when he was done.She thinks that Rose is more likable to Yao Beikun.

I went back to the room to wash up, and then changed into clothes. I saw that it was only past 7 in the morning.

Not knowing why she woke up so early, she walked around the presidential suite, walked to the big outer balcony, pushed the balcony away, and walked out.

The air in the morning was particularly good. She took a deep breath and looked at the bustling city of Macau.

She was lying on the railing alone, idly looking at the sprawling high-rise buildings outside. She was wearing a ponytail, a pair of denim trousers, and a white casual T-shirt. From the back, she looked no different from ordinary college students.

I always feel like someone is behind me.

Ali turned her head and saw Yao Beikun standing behind her in a hotel bathrobe.

She quickly stood up straight, the comfort at the corner of her mouth disappeared instantly, and she called her respectfully, "Master Kun."

"Woke up so early?" Yao Beikun looked at her and asked casually.

"Well, I woke up naturally." Ali watched Yao Beikun walk towards her, and then looked at the scenery outside the window.

She bit her lip, not knowing what to say.

"How was last night?" Yao Beikun asked suddenly.

Ali bit her lip, she didn't know how to answer.

If nothing happened, she didn't know how Yao Beikun would treat her.

How would you describe what happened? !
She frowned so nervously that Yao Beikun mistakenly thought that Ali would be shy too.

Inexplicably, with some indescribable feelings in my heart, I said lightly, "It's good that A Biao is fine."

"Brother A Biao is normal, Master Kun, don't worry." Ali said firmly.

Yao Beikun nodded slightly, showing no emotion.

Ali also stood beside him a little helplessly.

Since she was kicked by him last time, she has been very respectful and cautious towards him, and she has learned a lot from eating. She dare not be presumptuous in front of him, so when Yao Beikun is around, she will be more cautious.

Yao Beikun also noticed Ali's discomfort, he turned to look at her, "Are you afraid of me now?"

"No." Ali shook her head and repeated with a smile, "I'm not afraid of you."

"Then why are you standing so far away from me?" Yao Beikun raised his eyebrows.

Ali looked at him in surprise.

He thought she didn't like it, she was standing too close.

Biting her lip, she stood beside him, a relatively close distance.

The wind in the morning was a bit cool, and the breeze was blowing on the face, blowing Ali's long hair.

Yao Beikun looked at her and suddenly asked, "How old are you?"

Ali was taken aback.

She didn't know why Yao Beikun suddenly asked her this question, but she answered honestly, "22 years old."

"So you're only 22 years old." Yao Beikun murmured.

In my memory, I thought I was 30 years old.

This woman always gives people a feeling that she is too mature.

I became a mother at the age of 22, and I have been doing it for several years, and it really has developed rapidly.

How much does A Biao take care of her? !
Thinking of that sullen man, Yao Beikun felt a little funny.

Ali looked at Yao Beikun's smile, she was a little confused, so she just stood beside him politely, not daring to say more.

"Go and wake A Biao up."

"it is good."

After receiving the order, Ali breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly turned around and walked to A Biao's room.

Yao Beikun looked at Ali's back, did he have too much free time?He was so idle that he actually cared a little bit about this woman.

He stretched himself, making himself look indifferent and left the balcony.

Ali woke up A Biao, and the group left the room, went to the hotel to have breakfast, and then flew back to Shanghai.

After returning to Shanghai, everyone went back separately.

In the afternoon, Ali appeared on the summit of the vastness.

Yao Beikun, A Biao and Rose didn't come until late at night.

As soon as Rose came, she started to play tantrums. The guest appointed her, but she just refused to go, saying that she spent the whole night with Master Kun last night, and her bones hurt today, so she didn't want to pick up the guest.It was very intentional, and the young ladies were very envious and jealous.

Ali personally took another lady to accompany the guests.

Rose's dominance at the top of the vastness became more and more obvious.

In the end, Ali and Li almost became two incompatible lines of opposition.

The lady was naturally divided into two factions, and Ali felt that maybe Mama-san should have two too!

This has been deadlocked for a while.

A Biao also opened his eyes and closed his eyes, and didn't interfere with their affairs, as long as the place could run, and A Biao was also a little worried about Rose, after all, she was the big celebrity in front of Yao Beikun now.

Tonight, on Monday, the number of people was half less than usual, and it was a bit more leisurely.

She walked to a private room and heard from the waiter that the guest had appointed her to go.

She was very surprised, after all these years, few people would ask her to go to Pei Ke, after all, she no longer accompanied the guests.

She pushed open the door, and there were a man and a woman sitting inside.

Ali looked at them.

Wen Hao and Wen Hao's girlfriend Rou Rou.

In the huge private room, the two of them seemed a little deserted in it.

Ali stopped in her footsteps, but still walked in.

"I thought you wouldn't show up." Wen Hao said with a smile, still using such a gentle tone.

"You are a guest, of course there is no reason not to accompany you. I don't know what kind of service Mr. Wen wants? We have a lot of girls here, but I don't know if the lady next to you will have any objections? If you don't mind, we can have a good talk price."

"Liu Xiaoli, is this your job?" Wen Hao asked her, with obvious rejection and contempt on his face.

Ali smiled calmly, "Well, this is my job."

The irony and disdain on Wen Hao's face became more obvious.

Ali didn't care, she said to the DJ lady on the side, "This is my friend, ask the waiter to bring in a fruit plate, and put the bill on my head."

"No need." Wen Hao said directly, "I don't need the fruit plate you sent, we are here just to talk to you about something."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, I don't have to pick up customers now. If you want a lady, I will arrange it for you. However, ladies generally don't accept things that just talk but don't do it. After all, it is a waste of time for them not to get the lady fee. .Oh, by the way, Mr. Wen told me before, [-] yuan a night, right? If it is this price, many girls here can serve you. What do you need? Or I can ask them to come over and let You choose."

Wen Hao's face was a little ugly.

Of course, I'm sorry for her appearance and the appearance of the woman next to him, she is really coquettish to the point of nausea.

"How is it? Mr. Wen."

"Liu Xiaoli, just let me answer a few questions from my girlfriend, is it so difficult?"

"Mr. Wen, I don't understand why it must be me? There are many ladies here who can serve you, and you can tell any kind of story you want. Their acting skills are definitely not inferior to those on TV. You will definitely listen to them. I burst into tears."

"You know, what we want is a reality research report."

"How do you know what they said is not true?" Ali smiled lightly.

Wen Hao looked at her coldly, with an ugly expression on his face.

"It seems that Mr. Wen doesn't want the lady to serve you. If that's the case, then you can sing and drink as you like. If you have any service, you can call the waiter at any time. Excuse me." After speaking, Ali turned and left.

I don't want to see this man anymore, even for a second.

"Liu Xiaoli..."

"That's right." Ali turned around and said nothing to Rou Rou beside Wen Hao, "Actually, the best way is to become a prostitute yourself, and you will know all the ups and downs of a prostitute. Instead of following other people's Saying it out of your mouth is better than feeling it yourself..."

"Slap!" Wen Hao walked up to Ali suddenly, and slapped Ali hard on the face.

Ali looked at Wen Hao.

Wen Hao said disgustedly, "Don't call Rou Rou as dirty as you."

(End of this chapter)