Seduce the little wife: Devil President spoils wife to the bone

Shuya a low call, was Duan Junyi dead pressure in the body, and Duan Junyi mouth and hand with aggressive tease his fragrance source.

Shuya resists symbolically and cooperates with Duan Junyi. This is the man she has always loved. She is finally going to be his woman.

A line of happy tears from Shuya's face, accompanied by the beautiful spring night crazy.

Of course, it's not over yet. When a pool of spring water returns to calm, Shuya stands up with a strong body ache and makes the room unbearable. He threw Duan Junyi's mobile phone and jacket on the ground outside the room.

After all this, she went back to her room, replaced Duan Junyi's drinking cup and the aromatherapy on the table, and went back to bed to watch Duan Junyi's sleeping face fall asleep.

"You designed me last night?" Duan Junyi coldly asked Shu Ya sitting by the bed.

Shuya said with a bitter smile, "whatever you say." Speaking of this, Shuya turned her head.

Duan Junyi is upset. He doesn't want to go into the matter any more. As long as they keep their mouths shut, no one will know about it, including Fang Mengqi.

So he and Fang Mengqi have a chance, Fang Mengqi so like him, will not give up easily.

"Junyi, I have something to tell you." Shuya said chokingly.

Duan Junyi put on his clothes and answered, "what's the matter?" He didn't notice the intimacy of Shuya's address.

"Well, Mengqi asked me to tell you, she said, break up."

Duan Junyi's action of putting on clothes stopped, stiff back, staring at Shuya, "what do you say?"

"You just heard very clearly, didn't you?" Shuya said sarcastically.

In an instant, Duan Junyi understood Shuya's intention. His warm and easy-going face became ferocious all the year round. "Shuya, you bitch."

Shuya is frozen there. Duan Junyi's expression makes her shudder. She heard her own voice, "Duan Junyi, I love you. For example, Mengqi still loves you."

"Pa!" The strength from her face made Shuya fall on the bed. The pain spread from her face all the way to her heart. Her heart seemed to be torn.

"I don't want to go into the matter of you designing me, but you shouldn't let Mengqi cheat me." Duan Junyi looks down at Shuya.

"Well, you can do it yourself." Duan Junyi finished, took his things and left the night.

Shuya curled up on the big bed where they were OK last night and covered her mouth with her hands. She didn't want her crying voice to leak out. There was an invisible sadness in the whole room.

The sound of "Dangdang" came into Shuya's ears rhythmically. Originally, she didn't get up to open the door. She didn't know what she thought, so she got up slowly.

Tidy up their appearance, careless to open the door.

Outside the door stood a man in a "night" frock, with a manager's logo on his chest. He was about fifty years old. Seeing Shuya's face, he didn't show any other expression.

He took a check out of his pocket with five million words on it and said quietly,

"Hello, Miss Shuya. Han Shao asked me to send it to you. He said, "I don't want you to appear next to Miss Fang in the future, otherwise... Miss Shu is a smart person, so I don't need to talk about it any more."

Shu Ya glanced at the man, reached for the check, looked at the signature above, and laughed sarcastically, "go back and tell Han Shao, I know how to do it."

Words fall, turn to close the door in one go. The man outside the door smiles, shakes his head and turns to leave.

Shuya in the door, clutching the check tightly, falls to the ground powerlessly with empty eyes.

And the manager on the elevator straight to the top floor, Han Yixuan sounded the private VIP room.