Stealing Your Heart

Originally tired man, hear Lin Xinyan's words, look a Ling.

He leaned straight against the car and said with a smile, "can't I come to see my wife?"

Lin Xinyan frowned. How could he be so shameless?

They're divorced! Zong Jinghao or that pair of Bohemian lazy like, "I don't mind, go in and your son to make it clear, our relationship."

"What do you want?"

Lin Xinyan is angry. Is he a rogue?

The smile on his face, suddenly closed, "do not want me to come into the room to see your son, you come."

Lin Xinyan stood rigidly in the same place.

Thinking about it for a long time, Lin Xichen was sensitive. After last time, Lin Xichen was very hostile to him. If she let him in, how could she tell the children his identity?

Zong Jinghao's eyes were a little unclear. He closed his eyes, still couldn't disperse the blur, and he was hoarse. "My time is limited, my patience is limited."

Lin Xinyan moved his legs like lead. He was very quiet and patient. Every time she came near, his outline was clear. He pulled away from the appearance of intrigue and intrigue in the shopping mall. His face was not as hard as his words.

A little more softness.

Lin Xinyan had never seen him like this, but she knew in her heart that he was still him and would never change.

She clenched her hand, soothing, even praying, "please, don't disturb my life, OK?"

Zong Jinghao raised his heavy eyelids and stared at the woman in front of him

Then he pulled out a smile, "asking for help is to show sincerity. What are you going to ask for? Do you agree with each other?"

What does he mean?

Is she a casual woman?

Yes, she lost her innocence when she was 18 years old, but it doesn't mean she's a woman of high moral character! Lin Xinyan's face was livid, and his anger could be seen at a glance. His shoulders were shaking violently, and his voice gradually changed, "are you a rogue?"

Her angry and tight cheeks, together with the blue tendons stretching out of her neck, trembled faintly, and a few strands of broken hair around her ears wrapped around her neck, adding a bit of femininity for no reason.

Zong Jinghao's Adam's apple rolled up and down, feeling that he might be crazy.

See her angry appearance, unexpectedly will have an idea.

He put his hand around her waist, and Lin Xinyan's body bumped into his arms. After reaction, her hands kept beating his chest, struggling, "you let me go!"

Zong Jinghao tore a, pour to draw a cool air, the strength of the hand is not loose, but more effort, hook her waist, catch her restless hands, low voice way, "don't make trouble."

Lin Xinyan stares at him.

Why disturb her life?

She just wants to take her children and live quietly. Is it so hard?

"I'm tired."

Zong Jinghao chin against her shoulder, nose filled with the breath of her body, light fragrance, his face buried in her neck, deep voice, "find a place for me to rest."

He's really tired.

Lin Xinyan found that his eyelids were dark, and his body was not as strong as before, some soft cotton, "you, are you uncomfortable?"

He said softly.

Lin Xinyan hesitated for a moment, but finally he didn't give up.

"Can I find you a hotel?"

Asked Lin Xinyan.

"Yes."

Lin Xinyan helped him into the car, buckled his seat belt, closed the door, and then got to the driving position to start the car.

She is familiar here. It's easy to find a hotel.

About ten minutes later, Lin Xinyan stops her car in front of a five-star hotel. She gets out of the car, throws the key to the hotel staff, and goes to open the door to help Zong Jinghao.

"I'm only responsible for bringing you. You pay for it yourself."

Lin Xinyan said that public and private are distinct.

He has a lot of money.

She has to save money for her two children, food, clothing, housing, transportation, education and everything.

Now they are getting bigger and spending more.

She has to be a strong backup for the children.

Don't let them suffer without money.

Zong Jinghao is tall and tall. If the weight of the whole person is on her, she will have a lot of trouble. He didn't give her all the weight to bear, which made her relaxed. I never thought that this woman would have to draw a clear line with him everywhere.

She is a famous designer now. It's not that she has no money. It's just a night's accommodation.

Too stingy for him.

He put his arm on Lin Xinyan's shoulder, and gave her the weight of his body.

Lin Xinyan obviously felt that the burden was much heavier.

Now we have to do our best at every step.

In her heart, she make complaints about the man. He looks not fat. Why is he so heavy, is he a pig?

Insist on walking to the front desk, Lin Xinyan asked, "your ID, and wallet."

Zong Jinghao lying on her, half kowtow eyes, powerless way, "Certificate in trouser pocket, money, no."

"..." Lin Xinyan clenched his teeth and wanted to throw the man here.

Go out without money?

It seems that he really doesn't have the habit of bringing cash. He guanjin, a driver, usually follows him.

No money, there's always a card, right?

Lin Xinyan reached out to touch his pocket. Her fingers were slender, soft and boneless. Every time she swam on him, his body was tense.

The place she touched seemed to be electrified, throbbing and unable to sustain herself.

Ridiculous self-control! In front of this woman, it turned out to be a joke. She just touched it, and he would think.

Zong Jinghao closed his eyes.

Ha.

Lin Xinyan felt the wallet in his pocket, opened it, and then froze. Didn't he say that he had no money?

Where did the red tickets come from?

Lin Xinyan glanced at him, did not take cash, but directly handed the card to the front desk, "presidential suite, service to the best, there is money for the service, can come to one."

Anyway, he has money! Zong Jinghao, "..." front desk, "..." now rich people, are so willful?

Front desk in front of the computer for a long time, looked up and asked, "do you have a password?"

Lin Xinyan stabbed him, just stabbed his abdomen, originally chest was more than the pain of her slap, this time, even the abdominal pain, he felt that he was going to die, "No."

"No password."

The front desk swiped the card and room card and handed them to Lin Xinyan, "top floor, 888, Royal presidential suite, plus special services, a total of 108000."

One hundred thousand a night?

Lin Xinyan shivers. It's too expensive.

Fortunately, it wasn't her money.

Lin Xinyan put the card back into his wallet, put it into his trouser pocket, and helped him to the top floor of the elevator. After walking out of the elevator, Lin Xinyan helped him to find room 888.

Swipe the card to open the door.

With the sound of Ding unlocking, Lin Xinyan opens the door, and two giant crystal chandeliers fall from the high red and gold ceiling. The crystal lamp blooms dazzling light. Relying on the whole body of crystal ornaments, it shows a gorgeous and noble temperament.

The French windows on the front wall can overlook the whole capital. Curtains, flannelette curtains and crimson European style sofa fall in the middle of the hall. The spacious space, exquisite chairs and cabinets are all luxurious.

It's like a palace in the West.

Lin Xinyan thought, this money is really spent there, where is the value.

She helped Zong Jinghao into the room and pushed open the door of the bedroom. The dark red high bed head, low stool, bed tail, white carpet and rolled golden silk bedding were on the bed.

Every place is full of luxurious visual and physical enjoyment.

Lin Xinyan left people on the bed. She was nearly exhausted.

Zong Jinghao fell into the bedding, as if pulling the wound, frowning slightly.

"You have a good rest. I've called the best service for you. You'll have a good night, so I won't disturb you."

With that, Lin Xinyan turned around.