Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

Because of the order given by Jun Jisheng, after Qin Sitong entered the residence, the servant quickly led Qin Sitong to a room and said, "this is the bedroom prepared by the president for you, Miss Qin.

The layout of the bedroom is very simple and elegant, and there is an independent cloakroom. However, when Qin Sitong entered the cloakroom, she suddenly took a breath. There are a lot of clothes, bags and shoes in the cloakroom. She picked up some at will and looked at them. They are all luxury brand things. I'm afraid every one can only be bought by ordinary people for a few months or even years Get up.

"These..."

"These are also prepared by the president. If Miss Qin feels that she still needs anything, she can also tell her."

"No, nothing is missing." Qin Sitong also felt like a dream. After the servant left, she began to tidy up her luggage.

The clothes in her suitcase are all cheap clothes. They look so out of place next to those famous brand clothes.

Such a cloakroom can be said to be the dream of many girls. Once, she didn't hope to have a cloakroom one day. There are all kinds of beautiful clothes in it, but now she really has it, but she's not happy at all. Some are just an unreal feeling.

When Qin Sitong tidied up his clothes, walked out of the room and down the stairs, he just saw Jun Jisheng coming back. He came down from the car in a suit, and those who were guarding security outside the house stood up straight.

And he suddenly raised his head and looked in her direction.

At that moment, she seemed to fall into his Phoenix eyes.

"Come here," he said to her, raising his left hand.

It was clear that the distance between them was a little far. It was clear that she could hardly hear his voice, but she seemed to fully understand his meaning and walked towards him step by step.

When she came to him, he suddenly grabbed her shoulder and held her in his arms.

At this moment, Qin Si Tong's face suddenly turned red.

God, there are many people around. At the moment, she just feels that many people's eyes are all focused on her, and there is a frightening silence around.

"You're coming." his voice quietly sounded in her ears, like the cold wind in the night, with a secluded distance, but with a trace of joy.

It's like a contradiction she doesn't understand.

"Well, I'm coming," she murmured, wondering what else to say.

His hands tightened a little more, so that her body was almost close to him, and her face became more red. His face was buried in her neck and smelled her breath. He knew she would be here, but there was still a faint uneasiness when he entered the mansion. When he saw her, the uneasiness disappeared.

It's strange that he should be worried about whether a woman has come here. He hasn't had such a mood before, but now... Is it because she is his life?

That's why I gave him this strange feeling?

"But luckily you're here, otherwise..." he whispered, and didn't say everything, but she suddenly froze.