The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 567, as for this painting, thank you very much.

The season warmed back to the room and took a shower. Now it is already midnight, but I have been sleeping in the car for a long time, no worries.

After washing the hair and drying the hair, I changed my comfortable pajamas. At this time, the room service staff came over and knocked on the door, saying that it was Mr. Me who told me to buy brown sugar water every night after returning to the hotel every few days. She is too late to drink, and the kitchen is already ready.

The warmth went straight to the door, and after receiving the brown sugar water and thanking him, I suddenly saw the opposite door open at the same time. The pair of men’s eyes from the opposite side, the warm eyes of the season were directly open, not Go see him, turn around the cup in his hand and go back to the room.

The staff of the room saw the ink scene deep out and turned and bowed his respectfully to him: "Mr. Mo."

Ink faintly nodded, then looked across the door that had been quickly closed by the warm season and went straight.

After the warmth closed the door, I was about to drink brown sugar water. Suddenly I heard the sound of the door behind me. She was moving and suddenly turned her eyes and looked angry. The man who walked into her room like this: "Ink Jingshen, You just enter my room!"

The man glanced at the nightdress that she had just changed: "Do you wear it at home every day?"

The warmth of the season looked down at the nightdress on his body. It was a deep pink sling silk nightdress, but it was not a cheesy kind of deep powder.

This nightdress was the birthday present that she bought for her when she was in the UK. It was said that she spent eight and a half months of salary. The silk material is very comfortable. The season is very warm. I have been at home for two years. I often wear this one.

She took the cup and stepped back. She said, "I always wear it when I am comfortable. Anyway, I am alone at home. This time, I just put some things that I used to wear in my suitcase. It is a piece of sleep. What's wrong with the skirt?"

She said that she drank a few bites of brown sugar water. After drinking most of the cup, she put the cup down and looked back at the 600 million-dollar painting on the bedside table. She paused and said: It’s not too early. Is there any other work to continue tomorrow? I can’t miss too many things because of my physical problems these days during my business trip in Beijing. I’m going to sleep early... As for this painting, I really appreciate it. you."

"Thank you thank you no less than three times this evening. How do I know if you are sincere or false?"

"..."

"Remember what you have promised?"

What did she promise?

The warmth of the season was suddenly empty and I felt that I had no sense of security. I was trying to pick up the remaining half of the brown sugar water, but just put my hand down and my wrist was smashed by the man. She didn’t expect it, the whole time. The man suddenly fell into his arms without any precautions.

The man’s chest hurts her nose, and the warmth of the season is stagnation. When she looks up, she looks at the man’s faintness. It seems that something must happen to her tonight. The whole person suddenly tightened: "what are you doing?"

"You promised, only tonight, huh?"

"..."

The warm season tried to lick his hand but couldn't open it: "What about you? You know that I am in the physiological period..."

"The same is true for the physiological period." The man's knuckles clearly provoke her chin and directly put the person into his arms. The thin lips are covered directly and accurately to her lips.

She was pushing hard to push him, and finally pulled back a little distance from his arms, but because of nervousness, he said in a sigh of relief: "I have only come to Beijing for three days, and you have been to me on the first day." In the room, I entered the room the next day. Today, do you want to live in and go straight in? Don’t force me to fly back to Haicheng tomorrow, Mo Jingshen you... Hey!”

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(End of this chapter)