Kiss Me Goodnight, Mrs. CEO

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Seeing the young man suddenly hug a girl, at this moment they have to check the details of the three customers, and all of them. Then the assistant was stunned, and then the leader's life was frightened.

"Yes, my subordinates will do it now!"

Glancing at the painful and wailing man in the private room, Shi Mo hugged Yin Bei and stepped away from "Enchanted Night".

Black Lincoln stopped outside the clubhouse, and Shi Mo held her straight into her.

"Go to the hospital." His warm voice sounded.

When the driver heard the noise, he immediately started the car and planned to drive in the direction of the hospital.

At this moment, Yin Bei in his arms suddenly made a noise.

"No need to."

He looked down and his eyes were hot, "You are hurt."

"No, this ... is not mine."

She knew that he saw the blood on her body and thought she was injured.

But thinking of this, she suddenly discovered that Shi Mo actually cared about her?

Is it her illusion? Or is it affectionate again?

She looked up and looked at the man's unfathomable eyes, trying to detect something, but she couldn't see through.

His eyebrows twisted slightly, and his eyes shifted from the blood on her chest to her mouth, which was still covered with blood.

"What's going on?"

Yin Bei had a meal, and he didn't seem to notice the bright red blood remaining on his mouth.

She lowered her eyes, then touched her hand, and it felt really wet. When she looked at her hand, her white and slender fingertips were immediately stained with bright red.

Yin Bei felt the **** smell at this moment and could not help but frown.

Shi Mo just stared at the change of expression on her face, her eyebrows twisted lightly.

Seeing her disgust, is this blood not hers?

"Not your blood?"

Yin Bei nodded, "Well, that bald donkey."

Shi Mo was shocked.

Bald donkey?

If it weren't for her embarrassed appearance now, he would probably laugh at the moment when he heard her nickname for the men.

"Are you still afraid?" Glancing at the person in his arms, his voice was still so low and nice.

Then he reached out his handkerchief and gently wiped the blood on her lips for her.

Yin Bei raised his eyes and froze for a moment before he noticed that he was still holding his neck tightly.

She instinctively got up, but when she noticed her movements, she hugged her tighter.

The overbearing tone could not be refused, "I will send you back to the hotel."

She was stunned, carrying a pair of bright black eyes, and just looked at his delicate jaw.

After a moment, Yin Bei changed her eyes and fell into contemplation.

Shi Mo seems to care about himself. When did he start?

The bustling night, reflected in the car window, the black Lincoln slowly arrived at the Z Hotel.

When the car stopped, Shi Mo lowered his head, but found Yin Bei was sleeping unconsciously.

"Young President--"

The driver turned back and wanted to say something, but Shi Mo raised his hand and made a mute gesture.

The first time I saw Shao Zong with a girl, the driver was surprised.

Young Master seems to care about that girl very much.

Shi Mo withdrew his eyes and looked down at the person in his arms, and in the next second, he had already taken her out of the car.

Walk into the hotel building, directly into the elevator, and come to the 12th floor.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Arriving at the door of the room, Shi Mo was there because there was no room card.

Looking down at the person in his arms again, he glanced at the sight slightly, and then glanced at the attendant, holding Yin Bei's small black backpack.