Ran Wenxuan turned around and walked outside, his angry eyes suddenly cold.

The policeman looked at Ran Wenxuan's back with some astonishment, did he say something wrong? Why Miss Ning's brother seems to be unhappy.

City A.

Ning Qiaoqiao was taken directly to the presidential suite, and Lu Yao was standing at the door waiting for her, and when he saw her coming over, he smiled at her.

"Mr. Lu." Ning Qiaoqiao also smiled slightly at Lu Yao.

Seeing familiar people relieved some of her nervousness.

"Miss Ning, Mo Shao has other things to deal with yet, please go and wait for him first."

Lu Yao said as he opened the door.

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned, nodded, and walked towards the room.

After she entered, Lu Yao closed the door and walked towards another room, and after the doorbell rang, it was opened by the people inside.

"Desert...... Assistant Lu, how could it be you? ”

Bai Xue's prepared enthusiastic smile stiffened on her face, and Lu Yao, who was a little surprised, thought it was Yu Shaomo.

"Assistant Lu, why are you here? Is Mo Shao coming over? ”

Before Lu Yao could speak, Bai Xue immediately said enthusiastically.

Her dress is very provocative, and the short and tight red nightdress gives people a sense of erotic underwear.

Lu Yao looked at Bai Xue expressionlessly, and said formulaically: "No, Miss Bai Xue, Mo Shao ordered you to leave." ”

“……”

Bai Xue was stunned.

……

Time gradually passed, Ning Qiaoqiao was a little bored waiting, so she took a shower and sat on the sofa watching TV.

Until she was a little drowsy, and suddenly heard the sound of the door lock opening.

Ning Qiaoqiao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the door as if he had been wound up.

Seeing a black shadow walking in at the entrance of the door, Ning Qiaoqiao rubbed his eyes, touched the glasses on the side and put them on, and squinted towards the door.

"Alright, you go down and rest."

Ning Qiaoqiao heard Yu Shaomo say this to the people outside the door.

"Good desert."

The door to the suite was closed from the outside, and there was a 'click' sound.

Yu Shaomo walked in the direction of the room, his figure in a black suit swayed a little, Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned, stood up and walked towards him.

"Be careful." Ning Qiaoqiao hugged Yu Shaomo and frowned a little uncomfortably.

She smelled a lot of wine, and it seemed that Yu Shaomo didn't drink much at night.

"Ning Qiaoqiao."

Yu Shaomo turned his head, and his slightly frowning movements were handsome and made people want to scream.

"It's me." Ning Qiaoqiao nodded, not daring to look at Yu Shaomo, so she had to lower her head.

"Heh......" Yu Shaomo chuckled, Yingmou stared at her a little darkly, and said in a deep voice: "Of course I know it's you, so fragrant...... Who else but you? ”

He must have been drunk to say such a thing, which sounded like a compliment to her, but it was a little embarrassing.

Ning Qiaoqiao bit her lip, and her voice was as small as a mosquito: "Yu Shaomo, let's sit down first." ”

Yu Shaomo's dark eyes suddenly sank, glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao, and let her help him walk to the sofa.

He did drink a little too much at night, and Yu Shaomo's slender body relaxed and leaned on the sofa, reaching out to rub his temples.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu Shaomo, bit his lip, squatted down to take off his leather shoes, took the slippers to change them for him, and stood up to untie his tie.

Yu Shaomo's pretending to sleep suddenly opened, and Ning Qiaoqiao's hand that had just been placed on his tie suddenly stopped, and his innocent eyes looked at him weakly.

Yu Shaomo's heart suddenly burst into flames, his dark eyes gradually turned to fiery scarlet, and he stared at Ning Qiaoqiao tightly: "Why, so impatient?" ”

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned, her white and tender little face suddenly burned red, and her purple grape-like watery eyes looked at Yu Shaomo and said, "You...... I don't think you're comfortable, so it might be better to untie your tie. ”

So she wasn't what he thought she was at all.

Yu Shaomo's eyes sank, and he stared at Ning Qiaoqiao a little strangely.

In the end, he is still young, and he doesn't know how to flatter him at all.

However, her pure appearance unexpectedly pleased Yu Shaomo.

"Go on."

Yu Shaomo said lightly in a voice.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu Shaomo, bit her lip, and went to untie Yu Shaomo's tie again.

Yu Shaomo's eyes were half-closed, although she didn't look at Ning Qiaoqiao, but she still tilted her head when she took off her tie.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps leaving in his ears, Yu Shaomo opened his eagle eyes and glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao's slender back.

What does this little thing want to do?

It was really a headache, Yu Shaomo frowned a little irritably, closed his eyes again, and reached out to massage his temples.

"Yu Shaomo, here you go."

Ning Qiaoqiao's soft voice suddenly sounded in the quiet suite.

Yu Shaomo opened his eyes, only to see a transparent glass in front of him, containing half a cup of warm water, and hot air bubbling up.

Yu Shaomo glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao, reached out and took a sip of the glass of water, and stared at Ning Qiaoqiao thoughtfully.

"What, what's wrong?" Ning Qiaoqiao tightened the clothes on her chest with some nervousness.

Yu Shaomo's big and well-defined hand turned the water cup in his hand, glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao with eagle eyes, and said in a low and cold voice: "Come here, press my head." ”

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu Shaomo, turned around and walked behind Yu Shaomo, put his slender fingers on Yu Shaomo's temples, thinking about the massage methods of those people he had seen on TV, and groped to massage him.

"I ...... I'm pressing it for the first time. Ning Qiaoqiao gave Yu Shaomo a preventive injection in advance.

So don't blame her for her bad presses, bad words.

Yu Shaomo closed his eyes, chuckled with some pleasure in a low voice, and said meaninglessly: "Your first time is really many." ”

Ning Qiaoqiao: "......" blushed.

She was not so pure that she couldn't even hear such obvious words as Yu Shaomo's hint.

In the quiet room, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, Ning Qiaoqiao concentrated on massaging Yu Shaomo, and after a few times, she felt a lot easier.

Yu Shaomo closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, and Yingting's brows gradually furrowed.

The headache is gone?

"What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable for me to press? Ning Qiaoqiao saw Yu Shaomo frowning, the fingers he was massaging stopped, and said a little nervously.

Yu Shaomo's closed eagle eyes suddenly opened, staring straight ahead.

He has a headache that so many experts at home and abroad can't solve, but this woman just pressed it a few times, and he didn't hurt anymore!

"Come here." Yu Shaomo's cold voice commanded.

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned, got up from behind the sofa, and walked to Yu Shaomo to stand.

I don't know if he was angry or not, Ning Qiaoqiao simply lowered his head and didn't speak.