Ye Luoluo hung up the phone and looked unwilling to go out of the bathroom.

The dish has already come up, and the smell makes people's appetite move, she hasn't eaten a big meal for a long time......

Meat! Meat! She wants to eat meat!

However, when she thought of the threat of that scumbag, she still swallowed her saliva fiercely!

"Zhang Yi, I have something going on at home, I'm sorry, I'm going back."

Zhang Yi stood up in surprise and asked thoughtfully: "Is it something very important?" I'll send you back. ”

"No, no, I'll take a car from here, it's very close, I ordered so much, you can eat alone, otherwise it's too wasteful." Reluctantly glanced at the meal, Ye Luoluo still grabbed his bag and left.

Zhang Yi looked at her back, a little lost......

Lido Grand Hotel

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In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the dazzling night scene of the entire K city is reflected, and all kinds of neon lights flicker endlessly, and little by little the light is reflected in the dark eyes of the man.

He didn't change his clothes, and his neat black suit wrapped around his slender and straight body.

Standing in that blur of lights, his aura was powerful, and he exuded a cold aura that people didn't dare to approach.

A cigarette slowly burned out of his fingertips, and the white smoke rising up covered his handsome face.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and after a few moments, the door opened, and a beautiful woman stepped out.

All over the body, only a bath towel is wrapped around the chest, and the beautiful figure is fully revealed.

The snow-white skin exudes the fragrance of a woman, mixed with the fragrance of shower gel, but it is also tempting.

But he frowned slightly.

"President." Her soft and glutinous voice called him softly.

Then, the white bath towel slid down the carpet.

The beautiful body, clean and flawless, not beautiful and plump enough, but exquisite, petite and lovely.

She slowly walked behind Rong Yan and stretched out her snow-white arms, trying to hug him from behind.

All her gestures are reflected in the glass, as beautiful as a blooming flower.

But Rong Yan took a step forward, letting her hand hold an empty space.

Zhang Jing looked up slightly stunned and looked at him, her eyes flashing with a bewildered brilliance.

Didn't he want her? She is willing to give, willingly! But why did his eyes look so cold?

"President?" She walked up again, a man like him, so that she was willing to die.

In the cold eyes, a touch of impatience flashed, cold, with the smell of blood.

Zhang Jing trembled, immediately stopped, did not dare to take another step closer to him, and her pretty face immediately turned pale.

"Rest." He said lightly.

This was already the limit of his patience.

Trying, maybe it would be fine to find a woman like her, but he was wrong.

His body only wants her, and his heart only wants to be filled by her.

Incomprehensible weird feelings.

That girl, it's a spell.

Rong Yan bypassed her, pressed the burned cigarette butt into the crystal ashtray on the table, and walked out of the room.

A moment later, Qiao Wei walked in, his cold gaze without the slightest emotion.

There was an unclothed woman standing in front of him, no different from standing on a stake.

Zhang Jing was slightly panicked, and hurriedly picked up the bath towel on the ground to cover herself, her face flushed: "What about the president?" ”

"The president never spends the night outside, Miss Zhang, this is for you." Qiao Wei finished with a blank face, ://./11_11820/