The CEO Is Cold During The Day, And Wants Kisses At Night!

  Chapter 87 What a real dream

   She was drunk like this.

   He didn't even know who he was, so he kept bringing him to the bed.

  If she hugged the man who got out of the car with her, after entering the room, would she also invite a strange man to her bed in such a naked way?

  The more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

   But there is nothing he can do about her.

Wen Qing opened her dazed almond eyes, the eye sockets were wet as if washed by water, she blinked, took away his hand holding her chin, but didn't let go, but spread his palm against her. Rubbing on the cheek like a cat.

  Shang Yinghan wanted to withdraw her hand, but she clenched it tightly: "Shang Yinghan, why are you so indifferent..."

   His pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at her suddenly.

  Wen Qing held his hand and complained in a low voice: "The face of a dead man, the coffin board, the dream is also noble, indifferent, and refuses to let me do whatever I want... um..."

  It is blocked up when it remains.

  He clasped the back of her neck with his hand, Wen Qing was forced to raise his face, his kiss was extremely domineering, and the strong offensive made her unable to retreat and avoid.

  Hypoxia is nothing more than that.

  Wen Qing didn't expect that he was still so passive in the dream, and his mood became even more unhappy, patting his arm with his hand.

  He kissed hard.

  until loosen.

  She was weak and pitiful and whispered: "It's hard."

  Shang Yinghan took off his suit jacket, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one...

  …

  The next day.

  Wen Qing, who woke up from a hangover, rubbed his painful temples:

   "Hiss...it hurts."

  It's like dying with a headache.

   I really need to drink less in the future.

  She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, glanced at the messy sheets, and some pictures flashed in her broken mind one after another. When those pictures became clearer and clearer, she froze slightly.

  She immediately opened the neckline to look at her body, it was white and clean without any trace, and swallowed: "Is it a dream?"

   It must be a dream!

  She turned her head and looked at the messy big bed again, there was no sign of Shang Yinghan in the entire bedroom.

  She covered her face: "But the dream doesn't have to be so real, my God..."

He quickly ran into the bathroom, took a casual wash and came out, then picked up his mobile phone and wanted to make a call. He saw that there were two missed calls, and they were from Shang Ke. Wen Qing carefully checked the time: "It's only eight o'clock, reminder What's the rush!"

  She called Shang Ke back.

  Shang Ke over there answered in seconds, and his mouth was full of rebukes: "Wen Qing, are you playing with me again?"

  Listen to the tone!

   As if she were his servant! On call, right?

  Wen Qing liked him before, so he was very tolerant of some of his tone. Now, whoever loves to be tolerant should be tolerant.

  "Why are you yelling? Do I have no sense of time? Do I need your reminder? Am I late? Am I not going? Why are you yelling?"

  Wen Qing's sudden violent temper stunned Shang Ke on the phone.

  Wen Qing actually yelled at him in turn? !

   "Wen Qing, you are really..."

   Shang Ke was furious and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Wen Qing confidently: "We are more than ten kilometers away now, did I offend you? It's really bad luck early in the morning."

  Shang Ke was so angry: "Wen Qing!!"

  Wen Qing: "Okay! Just say a few words and you're done. If you're still motivated, I'll go to the store right away. Don't urge me. If you keep urging me, I won't make you mad."

  Shang Ke gritted his teeth: "Wen Qing, you have guts, dare you!"

   "I have the guts, I don't know if you have the guts." After finishing speaking, Wen Qing hung up the phone with a snap.

   Dealing with Shang Ke is to be tougher than him. Wen Qing has always known this truth, she just tolerated him before, but now, hmph, she **** him off.

   Wen Qing took the phone out of the bedroom with a proud face.

  But after seeing the man sitting on the sofa in her house with warm water in his hand, his whole body petrified.

  (end of this chapter)