Chapter 117

At that time, she narrowly pushed the president's Royal elevator from the first floor of the 20th floor to the first floor.

Er... This pot doesn't open! He bumped into the muzzle of his gun. No wonder Li Beichen's face was so ugly.

Yuxuan stiff corners of his mouth, deliberately squeezed a smile as he apologized.

After all, she didn't want to compete with him at this point, or she couldn't even sleep.

But where did she know what Li Beichen was angry about?

——First meeting?

——Huh? Shi Yuxuan?

——Damn it!

——That night, she completely forgot how she got into his car! How can you catch him there unscrupulously!

*......*

Just arrived in the capital of Huadu, the sky changed color.

The distant tearing lightning rumbled the thunder in the sky, and the wind began to roar outside the window.

Another typhoon.

With bare feet, Yuxuan ran to the floor to ceiling window of the living room and looked at the huge Helan mountain like it was crumbling and annihilated in the pouring rain and roaring wind.

Looking at the woman in front of the French window, Li Beichen's eyes were lost for a moment.

Outside the window, the dark clouds pressed the city, the wind roared, the huge trees in Jianlan mountain were blown to the ground, and the pouring rain beat on the ground. In a moment, the misty fog rose.

It happened that such a small and weak woman stood in front of this overwhelming background.

Immediately, the dark color at the bottom of the eyes diffused.

Step forward and close the heavy and luxurious curtains so that she can no longer see them.

"Don't be in a daze. Go take a bath."

This man, in addition to ordering her to take a bath, or ordering her to take a bath, is there anything new?

Damn it.

With such a clean fiance, it's not long before her skin peels.

Yuxuan felt a little helpless. He dropped his eyes on his nightgown and softened his voice. "I washed it in the hotel. It's very clean. Otherwise, you can smell it and the smell of shower gel."

Then she stretched her slender arm to Li Beichen.

The unique body fragrance lingers on the tip of a man's nose. It's light, smells good, and so deadly.

His eyes fell on her uncontrollably——

The Nightgown is a little broad, and the graceful clavicle can be seen at a glance.

Upward, the dark long hair scattered on the white jade shoulder, the face was sleepy and hazy red, and the slender curled eyelashes rubbed at the bottom of the eyes with dense water vapor, but it was more like scratching at the bottom of people's heart.

Inexplicably, anxious.

Li Beichen's face suddenly cooled down, because he found that a part of his body was very painful.

damn!

"If you don't wash it, well, I'll wash it." At this moment, it is difficult for him to describe the inexplicable emotion in his heart. Frankly speaking, even he didn't know what was wrong. At the beginning, even the woman he loved, Qiao Wenxi, couldn't lead him to have this feeling of uncontrollable and wanting to cross the line.

Is it because I drank too much tonight? Alcohol?

Li Beichen paused, turned back and said indifferently, "bring a cup of sober tea to my room."

*......*

"Li Beichen, sobering tea." Yuxuan yawned and knocked carelessly on the door. He muttered that Li Beichen wouldn't let her sleep well and tossed her as a servant.

But three times, no one answered.

Yuxuan had some doubts. After a long time, he finally heard a hoarse sentence inside: "come in."

Rub your tired eyes, unscrew the door and go in.

But as soon as I went in, I saw the picture of Li Beichen holding her heart for a moment - the tall and straight figure of Li Beichen leaned against the sofa, his face was frighteningly white, his slender hand supported his forehead, as if he was enduring something, but the pain was calm.

"Li Beichen?" Yuxuan quickly walked over and waved in front of him, "what's the matter with you?"

The hurried and even slightly sharp voice made it difficult for Li Beichen not to be distracted.

His deep eyes opened slowly, like a black magnetic field, which could suck people away.

He only looked at her and got up. His tall and majestic body shook a little. Frowning, impatient and hoarse, he said in a low voice, "why don't you go out after you send sober tea?"