After Becoming a Little |

Of course Zhan Lan knew that he was fine, but his physical fitness belonged to his physical fitness, and his mood belonged to his mood.

Humans are not like machines, they won't break if they should be good, how dare she pay less attention - the time on Wuyou Island really scared her to death.

Bi Bei came back with a glass of warm water he poured himself. During this period of time, the boundary of the book was not peaceful, and their vigilance was adjusted to a very high level.

Ai Rulong felt better after drinking it, but still had a headache: "I'm going to take a rest, wake me up if there is anything."

Bi Bei was standing at the door changing guard. After hearing this sentence, he subconsciously turned his head to look into the room, but out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw a glimpse at the end of the corridor, and immediately turned his head to look back.

Although the colleague didn't know why, he subconsciously stretched his hand into his arms: "Brother Bi?"

"...It's okay, maybe I misread it."

Bi Bei put his hand into the inner pocket of his black suit, and walked to the end of the corridor to take a look.

But there were no people in the brightly lit and resplendently decorated corridor, only a potted plant in the corner swaying gently in the night wind with the window open.

The slightly cold night wind blows in, bringing with it a few flakes of snow.

Bi Bei looked at the windows in the corridor, wiped off the uniform dust on them, rubbed them with his fingertips, and then closed the windows with confidence.

He nodded to his colleagues, and everyone relaxed a little.

It's just that he didn't see it, a black skirt behind him, with dark golden patterns, quietly drifted past from the other end of the corridor.

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Hotel for Japan Exchange Group

A Mitsubishi sedan parked in the underground parking lot, Lu Wuxia frowned and looked at herself in the rearview mirror.

With a reddish complexion, fine beads of sweat have permeated the hair on the front of the forehead, strand by strand, although it looks slightly embarrassed, it is very charming and very SEX.

There was an abnormal heat between her breaths, and she could even smell the slightly sweet fragrance on her body.

"..."

Pursing her lips, she checked her body, and then the whole car, and finally she had no choice but to give up thinking.

Talk to Ai Rulong, and then open a room by yourself and have a good rest.

Thinking this way, she stepped into the elevator room.

But at the door of the elevator, she stopped and looked slightly sideways at a corner behind her.

There is a shadow of the underground garage, and there is nothing.

She withdrew her eyes in a little doubt, pressed her wrist, and used Otto to feel her physical condition, and finally felt relieved.

And after she entered the elevator room, a figure stepped out of the shadow, half of her body was illuminated by the dim light of the underground garage, only her face was still covered in the shadow.

The slender arms protruded from between the hem of the black robe and looked at the watch on his wrist.

On the face at the intersection of light and darkness, the corner of the mouth evoked a sinister arc——

"The first act, "Looking Back", is perfect~"

The figure murmured, and disappeared into the shadows again, quietly...

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Mr. Yanqi was looking at the documents in the room.

The big meeting where everyone sat down to discuss has come to an end, and each of them went back to their rooms to recharge their batteries and have to continue the exchange and discussion tomorrow.

But as big bosses, even if they go back to their rooms, they can't be like those mid-level financial people who go to bed with a secretary or a young model to learn foreign languages.

Enjoyment is no longer a daily routine or purpose for them. At this level, what should they enjoy that they haven't seen?

They more have their own ideals and demands, and have visions that are difficult for ordinary people to reach.

It's like he's pursuing Lu Wuxia - no worries about food and clothing, no pressure, after all, there must be some goals in life.

Just as he was thinking about how to fight with Ai Rulong tomorrow, the assistant lady pushed open the door.

"President!"

"Calm down!" Mr. Yanqi raised his head from the document, frowned and scolded: "Remember to knock on the door in the future, no matter what happens, don't panic, say—"

"President, I saw Lu Wuxia just now!"

"..."

Mr. Yanqi was stunned for a moment, and stood up abruptly. Because of the excessive force of the movement, the entire chair slid back.

The heavy high-backed chair was entangled in the soft carpet and fell backward helplessly.

"boom--"

But Mr. Yanqi didn't care how the goods were poured, he ran out immediately: "Where is the person? Where is it? They came to find me?"

Then he started to pull on his collar: "Hurry up! Bring me another set of clothes—a casual one! She doesn't like overly formal dresses!"

The assistant lady was a little dazed: "I... I just saw her, but she doesn't seem to be looking for you..."

"Oh, I know, I just came here to look for Ai Rulong." Mr. Yan Qi took it easy: "But you have to give yourself a chance, why are you standing there stupidly? Go and get the clothes!"

"oh oh!"

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Lu Wuxia walked in the corridor and saw bodyguards with wary eyes.

These bodyguards are not completely affiliated to a certain security company, they are all just guarding in front of their respective doors, acting like door gods.

Perhaps it was because these businessmen stayed here, so it was very normal for beautiful women to come and go, so they didn't say much except for casting amazing glances.

Lu Wuxia shook her head lightly, a little dizzy.

It's not a weak dizziness, but a slightly excited dizziness from drinking too much.

She gritted her teeth and turned to the bathroom at the end of the corridor, rinsed her face without makeup with cold water, and showed a slightly distressed expression to herself in the mirror.

No matter how uncomfortable she was during this period, she was not as uncomfortable as she was tonight. This uncontrollable feeling has never happened since she gave birth to Alia after all the hardships.

After giving birth to Alia, she seemed to have transformed, becoming calmer, tougher, and... ruthless...

"Master, master, I have not succeeded in cultivating too much Wangqing, but the estrus came out of nowhere." She wiped her face with a wry smile, and murmured to the mirror: "If you go to bed later, you can teach me again..."

But there is no fairy sister in the mirror.

There was only her own face in the mirror, and that face had the youthful charm of a young girl, and did not answer her question.

Her heartbeat was speeding up, and she even had the urge to see Ai Rulong very, very much.

"..."

Biting her lip, she walked out of the bathroom and found a busy hotel waiter.

"Hello, I need some personal items..." She leaned close to the ear of the waitress and whispered.

The lady waitress looked a little disdainful, but her expression was still very polite: "Okay, please wait for 2 minutes, I will go to the front desk and bring it to you."

"Ah."

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Zhanlan walked out of the room and closed the door behind her.

But as soon as she turned her head, she saw Mr. Yanqi's assistant lady standing behind her holding a document.

Zhan Lan was startled by this elusive guy, almost screaming.

Bi Bei stood expressionlessly at the door. He had seen the other party coming for a while, but Zhan Lan didn't come out.

He has learned to be good now anyway, and he will not enter the room even if he is killed, because he is afraid of seeing something he shouldn't see.

——This is the 22nd floor, if you have the ability to climb over the opposite wall and sneak into the room so high!

Anyway, as long as you guard the door, you are safe.

The assistant lady had a polite expression: "Hello, is Mr. Ai there? Our president has something to talk to him about."

Zhan Lan frowned: "Our chairman just took a break, do you have anything to do? If it's not urgent, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Talk shit!

She wants to kill the Mitsubishi chaebol right now. It is a heinous crime to disturb my chairman's rest.

"...It's like this." The assistant lady looked around and lowered her voice: "Tomorrow will involve some sensitive industries, so tonight, our president wants to talk to Mr. Ai first."

In fact, this is true, but fate is always such a coincidence, which makes some normal things bring abnormal treachery.

Zhan Lan gritted her teeth and hummed, after all, at such a critical time, the overall situation should be the top priority.

She reluctantly went back to the room and woke up Ai Rulong. After saying a few words, Bi Bei accompanied him to Mr. Yanqi's side.

The conversations of these top bosses, whether she or the assistant lady, should not be in contact with.

The fewer people who know, the better.

The less you know, the better.

She sighed, looked at her watch and felt very tired, so she simply went back to the room, looked around with some guilt, and lay down on the bed where Ai Rulong had slept just now.

"..."

Burying her face on the pillow, Zhan Lan's slender body twisted back and forth, and her voice made a soft sound that no one could understand.

When she raised her head from the pillow, her eyes were shining like a pool of spring water.

She carefully took the windbreaker worn by the chairman next to her today, and put it on herself, like a little wife curled up in her husband's oversized clothes.

The wind suddenly picked up and wrinkled a pool of spring water...

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Lu Wuxia couldn't stand it any longer.