A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

Lin Sheng shut his mouth and said nothing.

It was silent again.

I don’t know how long it passed, Lin Sheng asked: "Mr. Han, when the plan is in progress, I will let the people under him be careful and try not to hurt you..."

"No!" Han Zhihui almost didn't hesitate and rejected Lin Sheng's words: "Cheng Weiguo's daughter is very simple, but very clever. The acting is not true, and she can't take her sincerity! So..."

When Han Zhihui talked about this, there was a sharp flash in the depths of his eyes: "...when it is time to start heavy, be sure to start heavy!"

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When Ji Yi slept deeply, she wanted to go to the bathroom, but she didn't want to wake up, so she endured in her dream.

After a long time, her lower abdomen had a faint pain, and she craved her frown, seeing that she could not hold her back, and she opened her eyes to a seam, unwillingly. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Ji Yi's eyes closed when he went to the toilet and washed his hands.

As soon as she came out of the bathroom half awake, she could not wait to fall back on the bed.

She found a comfortable posture, just preparing to continue to sleep, she felt something smooth and soft on her back, warm and warm, very comfortable.

Can't wait to sleep, she didn't bother to open her eyes to see, but just stretched out her hand, and touched it in a random way, the touch was smooth and firm, like... a man's chest.

Because of her sleepiness, her brain is not spinning, and she is completely unaware of the thoughts flashing in her mind.

After more than ten seconds, Ji Yi, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

No, what she just thought was... the man's chest

The man's chest? !

With these five words, Ji Yi’s brain was swept again, her whole person was completely sleepy, and her vision became clear. She was no longer glaring and glaring like just now, and she always felt that she saw everything There was a fog.

The two bathrobes scattered on the ground were crumpled, and her inner-clothes-bottom-trousers were thrown on a small round table not far away, and there was a men's underwear on the ground beside.

The curtains were not drawn, the windows were half open, and the cool wind in the morning, slowly blowing into the room, but it couldn't blow off the room's breath-heavy-smooth-aura.

She has had a ye-qing-fate, although after four years, she is too familiar with the smell of such scenes, she knows what this represents.

At this moment, this scene is exactly the same as the scene where she woke up from the hotel four years ago...

So, it means that she performed the night of last night, last night, four years ago?

Because of the hangover, Ji Yi’s head hurts a little, and even her memory became a bit slow. She frowned tightly, and didn’t recall much of what happened last night, and finally rubbed it with her fingertips. Rubbing the painful temple, and then holding his breath, carefully turned around and looked behind him.

The first to hit the eyes was the bare chest of the man, the texture was clear, the fair skin was covered with scratches, and several of them were bleeding, the picture looked very sexy.

But Ji Yi didn't have any thoughts of appreciation at all. She subconsciously grasped the bedding, stared at the bleeding scratches, and frowned fiercely.

Wouldn’t it, would it? These scratches are all her masterpieces?