Contract Marriage With Mysterious President

When Mi Xiaolian wanted to go to the bathroom, she stood up and felt a little dizzy. She helped the table. When Mr. Jones saw it, he helped her.

"Miss MI, do you feel uncomfortable?" Asked Mr Jones.

"Oh, it's all right. I'm just a little dizzy. Maybe I'm too happy." Mi Xiaolian didn't think much. She calmed down, smiled at Mr. Jones and went to the bathroom.

Out of the bathroom, MI Xiaolian felt that something was wrong. She was hot and dizzy. She washed her face with cold water, but it still didn't work.

"Miss MI, madam asked you to go to room 808 upstairs to have a rest. She also went to have a rest." A waiter came over and said to MI Xiaolian.

Mi Xiaolian nodded. Her head is dizzy now. She really needs to find a place to have a rest.

Turning around, she went to the elevator and went up to the eighth floor.

When she arrived at room 808, MI Xiaolian eagerly opened the door. Her head was getting dizzy and her body was very hot. Now she was still thirsty and wanted to drink water.

Why is this feeling a little similar to the feeling of wedding night? Have you been drugged again?

A bad feeling came into being in MI Xiaolian's heart. When she wanted to go out, she found that the door had been locked and there was a sound of water in the bathroom. There was already someone in the room.

Obviously, she was calculated. Mi Xiaolian didn't panic. Although her head was getting dizzy, she bit her fingers and kept awake. Her fingers were bitten.

She looked at the bathroom door warily. She didn't know what kind of person they arranged this time. Her head was thinking quickly about how to get out.

Seeing the ashtray on the tea table, MI Xiaolian moved over. At this time, her legs had no strength. It was not easy to climb to the tea table. Mi Xiaolian held the crystal ashtray tightly in her arms.

The sound of the water stopped, and the people inside seemed to be coming out. Sure enough, soon, the door of the bathroom opened. A man came out of the bathroom. He was wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, and water was still dripping on his hair.

Mi Xiaolian's head is dizzy. She looks at people vaguely. No matter how she bites her fingers, it has no effect.

"Miss Mi?" When the visitor saw Mi Xiaolian in the room, he was also very surprised. The most surprising thing was that MI Xiaolian still held an ashtray in her hand, and her mind was not very clear.

"Miss MI, Miss MI, what's the matter with you? What's the matter with you?" The man squatted down and picked up Mi Xiaolian.

"Don't come near me, don't come near me." Mi Xiaolian spoke with great strength. She was warning each other, but her words were soft.

"Oh, it's so hot." The man touched Mi Xiaolian's forehead and it was very hot. The next move surprised him.

Mi Xiaolian can't control her behavior. Her body is getting worse and worse. She wants to tear open her clothes. She's so hot. She urgently needs a cold body. It happens that the man who took a bath has a cold body.

When the man saw Mi Xiaolian posted it, he knew it was bad. It was someone who drugged Mi Xiaolian. It was so brave that he dared to drugged Mi Xiaolian. The object of this time is still himself.

The man took Mi Xiaolian to bed. Seeing that she was very uncomfortable and dishonest, he tore open the quilt and tied her up with cloth strips.

"Ah, I feel so bad, I feel so bad." Mi Xiaolian whispered low.

There was a trace of malice in the man's eyes. As soon as he tied up Mi Xiaolian, someone was knocking at the door. He wanted to open the door, but found that the door had been locked, and his anger came up.

With a loud bang, the door was knocked open, and a group of people appeared at the door of the room again. This time, there were qingziling, Mrs. Jones, Rong Jinshan, Rong Jinxiu, Fang congqian and Mou Yaqian at the door of the room, as well as many reporters.

This picture was once a pain in MI Xiaolian's heart. I didn't expect that today's history would repeat itself. Mi Xiaolian saw this scene and shed tears.

"Child, child, what's the matter with you? What's the matter with you?" Mrs. Jones didn't fight Mr. Jones and Mi Xiaolian, but ran to MI Xiaolian with great concern and looked at Mi Xiaolian with concern.

"She was drugged. Are you here to catch the traitor?" That man is Mr. Jones. His face is as cold as ice now.

Qingziling also stepped forward and looked at Mi Xiaolian. Her clothes were intact, but she was tied to the bed. She glanced at Mr. Jones with gratitude.

"Mr Jones, why are you in this room with Xiao Lian? What are you doing?" Other people are asking Mr. Jones. Mr. Jones has found a flash of pride in Mou Yaqian's eyes.

The waiter spilled the soup on himself on purpose just now, so he asked himself to take a bath and wait for his clothes to be dry cleaned. It turned out that he wanted to calculate his love with MI Xiaolian. Hum, did they mistake it?

"What are you doing? Didn't you all see it? Come on, you're a reporter. Let me see what you took." Mr. Jones was tall. He walked up to a little reporter and stretched out his big hand. The king's aura made the little reporter obediently hand in the camera.

"We haven't seen anything yet, just your face and the lady in bed." The reporter's voice stuttered.

Other reporters also looked at it. There was nothing to disclose. There were no substantive photos. It was in vain to say anything.

"Oh, I'm very handsome. You can make these headlines. I've remembered which newspaper you belong to. Do you want to take more photos? I can pose well to make you look more handsome." Mr. Jones spoke slowly, and Mrs. Jones knew he was angry.

"No, no, no, we don't take photos. Today is all misunderstanding, all misunderstanding." Those tabloid reporters have fled one after another. There is no substantive thing. In case their newspaper is closed, the boss will not kill himself.

"Oh, what's the matter with Xiaolian? Who tied her to the bed." Mou Yaqian took Fang congqian and walked over. Looking at the painful appearance of MI Xiaolian on the bed, she was still happy.

"Go and call the doctor." Mr Jones said to a waiter.

The waiter quickly went to the doctor.

Originally, I wanted to see a good play, but it was dissolved by Mr. Jones. Mrs. Jones really asked her to catch the traitor. She always cares about what Mi Xiaolian does. Shouldn't she slap Mi Xiaolian?

"Pa, PA!" Mou Yaqian was thinking and really heard two crisp sounds.