CEO’s Secret Lover

Chapter 44

"I'll take it off." He didn't wait for her to ask the question before he answered.

Luo Qingyun heard that and bit his teeth, and sure enough, it was him, this bad guy!

"You begged me," he added.

"……"How could this be? shameful.

Luo Qingyun lowered his eyes, and his face reluctantly asked, "Then we last night ..."

"Sleep." He was frank.

Look, look, he really is not good, even if she asks him to help her undress, but this doesn't mean that he can take her to bed while she is drunk in the clouds and fog.

"You hold me and don't give up." He told the truth again.

"You lied, how could I do this?" She didn't believe that she would be so bold and cheeky.

"Don't believe it?" He raised his eyebrows gently. "Want to watch the video?"

what?

Still videos?

Luo Qingyun immediately threatened.

The blushing little face, eyes full of anger, and the arm exposed outside the quilt pointed at him straight, "You ... you don't have a face, you still do video like this ...

"It was you," he corrected and emphasized, "I tried to stop you."

"..."

God, what happened last night?

Why did she go crazy like that with a drink?

Not only did the man in front of him undress himself, but he also slept others, forcing a wave of videos.

OH NO!

There was no burrow, she wanted to get in, and never came out again.

"Do you still have any questions?" He admired her little face with great expression, and asked very gentleman.

Without it, even if she did, she would not dare to ask any more.

Her face had been lost, and she didn't want to lose her dignity by the way.

"Good, now that there is no doubt, let's settle the accounts now." He said, stepping forward towards her.

"Account? What account?" She asked blankly, foolishly.

"Repay the debts with money." He approached step by step, and she stepped back to the bedside. "Should the meat debts be paid for meat? Uh?"

With a slam, she fell into the big soft bed, with a creditor who was staring at her.

"Su ... Mr. Su ... Yesterday ... Last night ... it ... it was an accident ..." Looking at Su Yanhao's approaching handsome face, she swallowed subconsciously, her voice Stammy Word.

"Unexpected?" He sneered.

"Yeah ... yeah ... you ... you see that I'm drunk and don't know anything. What happens in this state is innumerable." She narrowed her neck and held her hands tightly. Sheets, protected in front of his chest.

"Are you awake now?" He asked suddenly.

Nodded, of course she was sober.

"But I'm a little drunk." A smirk appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand, tearing the quilt off her body instantly, leaving her body instantly exposed to his deep eyes.

"..."

***

When Luo Qingyun woke up again, it was already dark.

The physical discomfort was worse than before, especially her waist, it felt like it was broken.

Su Shihao is indeed a modern version of Huang Shiren. Her debts are so fierce that she can hardly get out of bed.

How hostile is he to treat her like this?

How does this make her work?

Holding her body out of bed, her two thin legs trembled softly.

Take a shower in the bathroom, wash off the smell from him, reach for the bathrobe on the shelf and wrap it around, and the familiar faint cologne wraps her again.

Well, this bath was washed in white.

***

There was no figure in the living room from the master bedroom.

Neither Su Yinghao nor Qiu Ying was there.

This made her secretly relieved.

Otherwise, she really doesn't know how to face Su Yinghao now.

Look at the time shown on the wall clock, it is already seven twenty in the evening.

Lying in bed all day, her stomach was protesting.

Go back to your room and change clothes, ready to go out to eat something.

When I was about to go out with my room card, the phone suddenly rang.

A glance at the caller ID is a strange number.

Slide off the answer button and put your phone in your ear. "Hello, who?"

"Are you Miss Luo Qingyun Luo?" There was a strange voice on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, I am."

"I have your package. I'm in the underground garage now. Could you come over and pick it up."

package?

Luo Qingyun frowned. She didn't remember what she had bought.

How can there be parcels?

"Is it wrong? I didn't buy anything." She asked.

"Nothing wrong, it is indeed your parcel, bought by a gentleman with the surname Su. Would you please come down immediately?" The other party insisted.

Did Su Minhao buy it?

Or did she buy it for her?

What could it be?

Did n’t you just buy her a skirt?

"Oh, okay. Wait a minute, I'll come." Although full of doubts, she went downstairs immediately.

Negative ground floor parking.

Luo Qingyun stepped out of the elevator, and sure enough, he saw a man in a courier service, a peaked cap, and a hard-to-see face waiting for her in a corner not far from the elevator door.

"Hello." Luo Qingyun walked over and greeted the man.

"Miss Luo?" The man looked at Luo Qingyun and confirmed.

"Yes."

"This is your parcel. Please take it and sign here." The man said, and handed her the box, and then gave her a pen and a delivery note for her to sign. .

Luo Qingyun took the pen and lowered her head to sign it seriously, but she had just finished writing Luo Luoyun's Luo characters, and the other person suddenly took out a towel in her hand and covered her mouth and nose.

"Hmm ..." Luo Qingyun struggled, and a huge pungent smell penetrated directly into her nose, and soon she lost consciousness.

***

Banyan Garden, X's top Chinese restaurant.

In the box, it was already three wine tours.

Su Yinghao looked at the smiley faces in front of her, and her heart grew disgusted.

He knew too well what kind of utilitarianism was hiding behind the smiles. Not long ago, these people were also guests of Yang Hezhi.

Now that Yang Hezhi has failed on the Moon Island project, he was even fired by the board of directors. They immediately saw the wind to make the rudder and began to pay tribute to him, hoping to get a share of the moon island project.

If in the past, Su Yinghao would probably be happy to watch them perform the ugly drama of flattery in front of him.

But today, there is a little wild cat lying on his big bed that has not been completely tamed by him. He doesn't have so much time to entertain these rough men here.

Standing up, he took the napkin in front of him and wiped his mouth, ready to leave.

When everyone saw this, they all stood up and looked at him.

Qiu Yan, who had seen him a long time ago, saw his impatience, so he waved to them, "That, you, we have another appointment with Su at night. He will accompany everyone here for this meal."