Her Sniper

When Wen Shishi went to the pharmacy and got the medicine collection list and the bill, she finally understood why Sun Sijing didn't take the medicine and why Mr. sniper paid her.

The amount of imported anti rejection drugs alone is more than 100000, which is only a week's amount.

"Miss Wen?" The staff of the charge office saw her in a daze and called: "do you want any more medicine?"

Wen Shishi nodded and handed the card to him: "yes, of course."

It's past eight o'clock in the evening to arrange my uncle's food and daily life.

When taking the subway back to the hotel, Wen Shishi looked up at the clock hanging in the middle of the hotel lobby - 8:50.

It's ten minutes before the time she and Mr. sniper agreed.

If the last time she went to the wrong room unconscious and had a relationship with Mr. sniper, this time, she voluntarily stepped into room 2307 when she was fully awake.

The hand on the doorknob began to tremble unconsciously.

"Are you here? Come in, the door is unlocked

I don't know if I heard her. Mr. sniper's voice came from the room.

Wen Shishi took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, turned the door handle and went in.

The house was unexpectedly dark.

The window was open, and the light came in, sketching the figure of a tall man.

He stood in front of the window with his back to Wen Shishi, holding a goblet in his hand. He could see the red wine shaking inside.

Is that him?

Every step of Wen's poetry is heavy and uncertain about the future.

In front of the man, they have had the closest contact between men and women, but she doesn't even know what he looks like.

Ironically, just one night of love, she received six million yuan.

Wen Shishi laughs at herself. Her dignity seems to sell at a good price.

Hand has touched the wall of the chandelier switch, but she hesitated, do not know trade rashly turn on the light, will not break Mr. sniper's habits.

"Hello, Mr. sniper, I..."

He raised his hand and stopped her next words. He took a leisurely sip of the red wine in his hand. His voice was lazy and magnetic: "would you like a drink? Today, Lafayette, which was airlifted from France, is quite delicious. "

Wen Shishi gently declined: "thank you, I don't drink."

"Is it?" Mr. sniper chuckled. "If you didn't drink, how could you have a one night love affair with me last night?"

Wen Shishi's face burned red. Although she drank wine yesterday, the memories that made people blush and heartbeat still made her unforgettable.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. If I offended you, I'm really sorry. I'm willing to make it up to you."

"Well, Miss Wen Shishi, how do you want to compensate me?"

Wen Shishi was stunned: "do you know my name?"

She regretted it when she asked. From her words and manners, she could see that Mr. sniper must be rich or expensive. It was easy to investigate her background.

Instead of answering, Mr. sniper said, "I know you better than you think."

There seems to be an invisible pressure on this man. Although he didn't say anything serious, Wen Shishi is still shaking badly.

Holding both hands in front of the body, the knuckles are a little white.

"Thank you anyway, Mr. sniper. Without the money you left me, my uncle might not have been able to save him today. "

"Well." Mr sniper doesn't seem to care much.

Wen Shishi slowly breathed out a breath and said his question, "I just don't quite understand. Why me? Clearly, with your conditions, there will be many young and beautiful girls around you, and I.... "

She is just a woman who is despised by her mother-in-law and husband and can't have children.

She couldn't figure out why Mr. sniper was willing to spend so much money on himself.

"Wen Shishi," his voice was more solemn than just now: "what I do, what women I choose, this is my freedom, and I have no obligation to explain and report to you."

Wen Shishi was stunned, biting her lip and nodding: "sorry, I understand."

"Are you sure you don't want a drink?"

She shook her head. "No."

Mr. sniper chuckled. In the dark, he gradually came over and stood in front of her. Only then did Wen Shishi notice that he was full of water vapor, his upper body was naked, and there was only a bath towel around his waist. It was obvious that he had just taken a bath.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "so let's just start?"

Wen Shishi stepped back reflexively to avoid the kiss he wanted to fall on his forehead: "Mr. sniper, I I'm not divorced yet I... ""Does it matter?"

"Can you wait for me to finish the divorce?" Wen Shishi closed her eyes and did not dare to look at him. She frowned tightly: "is that ok?"

Shoulder was a pair of hot hands a hold, his voice in the top of the head, as far as near: "your husband cheated on your cousin, two people together to drive you out of the house, you still want to defend himself like jade?"

Wen did not know how to answer.

Sniper's strength is amazing, when she hesitates, her arm has firmly put her in his arms, the other hand raised her chin, gently printed her lips.

On him, there is a faint aroma of alcohol, so that the consciousness of Wen's poetry has half a moment of confusion.

His arms were strong, but his kisses were gentle and restrained. His arms were tight and she was close to his chest. The strength of his lips was like a feather, light and possessive.

"Shishi, you have agreed to my terms."

She snorted, not knowing whether to echo or retort.

"From the moment you promised me, our agreement has come into effect. Now, you are mine."

Under the palm of Wen Shishi is his broad and powerful chest, and she can even feel his heartbeat.

In the dark, Wen could not see his face clearly.

But she could feel that this man, tall and tall, well proportioned and strong, had begun to breathe heavily.

"But You at least let me know who you are? "

"You'll know, but not now," Mr. sniper's kiss intensified, and he wandered around the corner of her lip, kissing the small wound on the corner of her lip. "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention last night. I bit you."

His breath is too hot, fuming Wen's poetry gradually lost the strength of struggle, his head is also dizzy, the only trace of reason is still in the corner of resistance: "I don't know who you are, how to fulfill our contract? If I take other men as you, it's not... "

"No," sniper's voice bewitched, "my woman, I see it myself, and no one wants to touch it."