Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

Insert the room card into the card slot, and the room lights up all of a sudden. You can only adapt to the surrounding light by singing and narrowing your eyes.

The room is very quiet, burnt incense, light fragrance is still floating in the room.

Fortunately, Su Jinghuan is not in the room.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a slight relief in her tense nerves.

This suite is obviously for lovers to spend their honeymoon. All the things are in pairs, and the layout is very warm. There is a bunch of beautiful red roses on the table, and a bottle of unsealed red wine.

Just sleeping for one night, Su Jinghuan is too emotional.

With a puff of air, she went to the window, stretched out her hand and opened the curtain.

The cold air suddenly rushed into the room, singing, suddenly feel a lot of breathing.

"It's too hot?"

A low male voice from behind, singing a Zheng, back.

Su Jinghuan is wearing a navy blue suit and standing beside the tea table not far away from her.

Seeing her look, the corners of his lips were lightly crooked. He bent down to take out one of the red roses and walked towards her with it.

"Do you like it?"

He put the rose in front of her.

Gao Ge hung his eyes and said faintly, "President Su is quite emotional."

Su Jing laughed for a while, close to her ear, whispered, "to you, I have enough patience."

Then she put the rose into her palm and whispered, "be careful with the thorns."

As soon as the palm of his hand hurt, Gao Ge frowned, pursed his lips, drew his hand back, raised his eyes and said, "does Su always want to take a bath?"

Su Jinghuan's eyes sank, "can't wait?"

"It's a deal in itself. Does Sue expect me to stay here and play with you?"

Su Jinghuan's face became tense.

Gaoge for a time some suffocation, she don't open face, light way, "I go to take a bath first."

She said, over Su Jinghuan, straight into the washroom.

Su Jinghuan looked at her back for a long time before she moved her attention to the tea table.

Half an hour later, she came out of the bathroom. She was dressed in a hotel nightgown. Her seaweed like long hair poured down from her shoulders. Her makeup was removed from her face. She looked beautiful and refined.

Su Jinghuan looked at her appearance for a second, then looked away and raised the cup, "half an hour, just enough to sober up, taste it."

Shaking the scarlet liquid in his glass, he came up to her and held her hand in her.

The faint fragrance of wine came to my face. I looked at it with a high song and did not move.

"Why," Su Jinghuan said, "I'm afraid I'll give you medicine?"

"I just want to make sure again," Gaoge said faintly, "if fangtang's job can be saved after tonight, you won't fire her again, will you?"

Su Jinghuan did not return to her question, but put down the cup and stabbed her with sharp eyes.

"Is it ridiculous that a woman who can sell everything for money should devote her body to her boss for the sake of an unimportant agent?"

Gaoge felt nervous, but her face became calmer and calmer. She gave a low smile. "President Su thinks I'm too selfless. I don't have such a broad-minded mind. When President Su just joined the industry, it's estimated that many things are not very clear. As artists, everyone has a secret that they fear. Naturally, the person who knows the secret most is his agent. If fangtang loses his job, It's hard to guarantee that she won't have no choice but to sell my secrets to the media and keep her. To me, it's just a month more than a mouth to eat. If she's allowed to leave, I'm in danger... "

Su Jing Huan Mou color sink sink sink, then sneer a way, "you pour is think of long-term."

Sing a song and smile, "Mr. Su flatters me. Those who work in this field have to leave a way out for themselves."

She said, looking up to drink all the wine in the glass, and then said, "Mr. Su, we'd better not talk so much nonsense. Spring night is too short..."

When the last word is finished, I feel my whole body is soft and sour.

She shook her body, held the coffee table, looked up at Su Jinghuan, and said, "you..."

Su Jinghuan stands up and holds her horizontally, lightly hooking her lips.

"You still don't talk. It's lovely when you're quiet and asleep."

Gaoge wants to struggle, but she can't make any effort. Although she is ready to have a relationship with Su Jinghuan tonight, she doesn't have a defensive posture. It's unexpected for her to be exposed under each other's eyes.

Even if the song struggles again, it can't resist the medicine.

The last impression in her eyes was on the crystal chandelier on the ceiling of her bedroom.

All night long.

When Gao Ge woke up, he was lying on the big bed of the hotel with the crystal chandelier above his head.

There was no one nearby. She was the only one in such a big suite.

She was in a trance for a few seconds before she sat up from the bed.

The body under the quilt, only wearing close fitting clothes, no trace of the body after the affair, they did not have a relationship last night.

Gaoge is relieved. She's right. Su Jinghuan still disdains to touch her, but then she doesn't understand why Su Jinghuan is doing this?

Did she take off her clothes and find that she couldn't do it, so she gave up?

It's embarrassing to sing, but she can't think of anything else besides that.

No matter. Anyway, I managed to deal with it last night. As for the future, I'll talk about it later.

She put on her clothes, simply cleaned up and left the hotel in a hurry.

She took a taxi straight back to Washington.

As soon as she entered the door, she was stunned.

At the entrance, mu Yunze's shoes were put there. They were worn yesterday.

She has a good memory, and mu Yunze's clothes before going out every day are prepared by her, so she can't remember them wrong.

But he didn't go on a business trip, did he say

As if in response to her thoughts, mu Yunze's voice came from the living room.

"I'm back."

Singing heart a tight, slowly turned around.

Mu Yunze is wearing a suit, sitting on the sofa, chin in one hand, looking at her indifferently.

Gaoge pulled the corners of his mouth, trying to make his smile look sweet and natural.

"Husband, you are not on a business trip, so soon back?"

Mu Yunze glanced at her and said faintly, "take the flight at three in the morning and get home at five."

That is to say, he came back very early.

So he knew that she didn't come back all night

Gaoge's scalp is numb. She wants to squeeze out a smile to ease the atmosphere, but her expression is very stiff. Any expression is very ugly and false.

"Come here."

His voice was so weak that he could not hear emotion or anger.

But the more so, the more uneasy singing.

She curled up her fingers, came over and whispered, "husband."

Muyunze did not look at her, light way, "clothes off."