Domineering president, forgive me

In his twenty years of life, Jiang Yuanzhou had never been so embarrassed as now. His clothes were all wet, and the floor centered on the bathtub was full of water stains. However, the culprit did not know and was still fluttering in the bathtub.

The long black hair was wet and pasted on the white skin of Xiangyang. After the chiffon clothes were soaked in water, they were pasted on her. The contour curve of her body was at a glance. However, she didn't know it. She twisted around in the water and inadvertently exposed a large amount of spring light.

"Damn it!" Jiang Yuanzhou looked at the time impatiently and dialed the phone again, "hurry up!"

He didn't know how long he could endure being teased by this woman.

"Open the door!" Qiao bin wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Jiang Yuanzhou looked at Xiangyang soaking in the bathtub, picked up the person, wrapped it with a bath towel, wiped it, put it on the bed, covered it with a quilt, and determined that only his head and hands were exposed outside before he got up to open the door.

"What did you do?"

Seeing Xiangyang lying in bed, Qiao bin stared in surprise. The little girl looked young. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuanzhou liked this kind of tender.

"Shut up!" Jiang Yuanzhou's forehead was green. "She was drugged."

The temperature in the room dropped abruptly. Qiao Bin's back cooled and smiled. He turned out a few tablets from the medicine box he took with him. He was about to put them into Xiangyang's mouth. After taking half a step, he looked back at Jiang Yuanzhou and said tentatively, "come?"

Jiang Shao's woman, he doesn't dare to touch.

"Yes." Jiang Yuanzhou took the pill expressionless.

The fire kept burning all over the sky. Xiangyang felt that she was going crazy. In the chaos, the coolness of the strange ironing came to her face. She couldn't help rubbing her cheek and gave a comfortable sigh.

Qiao bin on one side stared in disbelief, covered his mouth, and dared not make one.

He sat on his side on the bed with his arms around the petite woman, holding pills in one hand and water in the other, carefully holding the most precious treasure in the world.

"The glacier is melting..." he quietly sent a message to several brothers, "tender, beautiful."

The group immediately blew up, and the Mufeng avatars, who loved diving, lit up: "no picture, no truth."

"I don't want to die on the spot." Qiao bin made a face showing his teeth, took his cell phone and cleared his throat. "If there's nothing wrong, I'll go first."

Jiang Yuanzhou took a look and Qiao bin immediately raised his hand to ensure: "keep your mouth shut."

This guy's eyes are so fierce. He's so scared.

Qiao bin left with something. Jiang Yuanzhou observed Xiangyang for a while to make sure that her body gradually returned to normal temperature and her breathing calmed down. Then he put the person flat on the bed again.

"Check out tonight." He answered the phone.

Obviously, the girl was calculated.

Xiangyang didn't know what had happened to her. She felt very tired. It seemed that there was a heavy thing on her eyelids. She had to use up her strength to open it.

The eyelids narrowed open at first, but finally closed heavily. She turned over with the quilt between her legs and closed her eyes again with a grunt.

However, in just one second, her sleepiness disappeared, "miso" sat up, and her little heart suddenly picked up. It was the standard equipment of the hotel, white walls, orange bedside chandeliers and Nordic tables and chairs

Xiangyang flashed the events of last night in his mind, and his face turned blue and white.

Didi wanted to help her with the elder Biao Baila. Later, she drank a glass of fruit wine and

Xiangyang's face suddenly changed. He looked down at his pajamas... His heart sank in an instant. It's over!

After drinking a glass of wine, she felt dizzy and wanted to go out to blow the wind. As a result, she was entangled. Later, it seemed that she was saved, no! Not saved, maybe

Xiangyang clenched his fist with his right hand and knocked on his temple. What happened later? What happened then? Why doesn't she remember at all?

"Wake up."

When Jiang Yuanzhou heard the movement in the bedroom, he came in from the living room outside and looked at the woman sitting on the bed. His heart was strangely soft, like a blown dandelion close to his cheek. It was incredibly soft.

"Who are you?" Xiangyang held the quilt back and stared at the man in front of him with a defensive face, "you, you..."

This is the hotel room. She is sleepy and there is a strange man in the room

Xiangyang's face is getting more and more ugly. Her fingers under the quilt hold the sheet tightly. Is she and this man