A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

Cheng Weiwan didn't dare to tell the taxi master that the place to go was called "Jiayuan", but asked him to park his car in front of a bank about 500 meters away from "Jiayuan".

After the taxi drove away, it was not too late for Cheng to walk, and hurried towards the "Jiayuan".

Probably because of her psychological mischief, she felt that the staff in the lobby looked strange at her.

She did not dare to speak loudly, nor did she dare to face the eyes of others, but whispered her name and Han Zhihui's name.

Soon a male waiter came and took Cheng Weiwan all the way up the stairs and drove her to a door on the top floor.

The waitress helped Cheng Cheng knock on the door before he left.

It didn't take long for Cheng Weiwei to pass the door panel and heard the sound of the door opening inside.

Her hand clenched into a fist consciously, and even held her breath.

She didn't dare to look at the door that was opening, her head hanging tightly, staring at her toes.

She maintained such a stiff posture, staying there for a long time without hearing anything, and then quietly raised her eyelids, glanced forward, and found that the door was open with a thorn, and Han Zhihui, who had opened the door, had already Not at the door.

She bit her lip corner, lowered her head, and walked into the suite.

She reached out her hand and closed the door. At the empty entrance, she adjusted her emotions for a while, and then slowly walked into the living room.

Han Zhihui stood leisurely in front of the bar, holding a goblet, and was very leisurely and tasting red wine.

He noticed the movement of her entering the house, glanced at her, and did not stay too much for a moment, then he pointed in the direction of the bathroom and lifted his chin.

She knew what he meant by asking her to take a shower.

Cheng Weiwan squeezed the corners of his lips hard and continued to stand there for a little while before turning around and entering the bathroom.

Locking the door, Cheng Weiwan leaned on the door panel, staring at himself in the mirror in front of him for a long time before reaching out, taking off his clothes, walking under the rain, and turning on the faucet.

She was still a little scared. After taking a long, long shower, she didn't turn off the faucet until she thought it was long enough, and took the bath towel to wipe the drops of water on her body.

There was a bathrobe beside her, but she didn't wear it, but picked up her clothes and put them back on one by one.

After coming out of the bathroom, Cheng Weiwan just glanced at Han Zhihui, and after knowing that he was still drinking at the bar, he hurriedly dropped his head.

"Go to bed and wait!" He quickly opened his mouth this time, his words a little cold, and he still carried a trace of disdain.

Cheng Weiwan grabbed the placket without saying a word, and then took a step toward the door of the bedroom.

Her silence and obedience caused Han Zhi to return to her heart. He stared at her back toward the bedroom. Before she opened the door, she deliberately made troubles and said: "Remove all your clothes and lie down. When I go to bed, I don’t want to solve a physiological problem, so troublesome!"

He clearly saw that her back was shaking slightly.

He thought she would stop, but she didn't, as if he hadn't said anything, gently opened the door and walked in.

Han Zhihui was even more angry and shook his hand, throwing away the wine glass with his fingertips.

With a bang, he picked up the red wine bottle on the table, lifted it to his mouth, drank it, drank it, put the bottle on the bar, and straightened up, striding forward. Go to the bedroom.