Chapter 652

Fu Chen smiles, fills a glass of wine again, reaches his mouth, slightly raises his head, and a whole glass of wine enters his stomach. The pungent feeling immediately fills his whole chest.

Seeing that the man didn't seem to want to answer, the woman didn't continue to ask. She just sat beside him with a smile and watched him drink muggy wine one by one.

But in my heart I was thinking about something, and the expression on my face became more and more strange.

Finally, the two bottles of wine all reached the bottom. Fu Chen raised his arm drunkenly and rowed on the table. The bottle fell to the ground and broke into ten million pieces.

"Wine... Wine? Give me the wine

Still clamoring, the mind seems not so clear.

The woman came up to Fu Chen and pushed him from the table to the back seat.

She stood up, slightly looked at him a few eyes, then bent down again, and dragged him up abruptly.

"What are you doing? Call Jing chihan to come here! Let him take me home

Voice just fell, pay dust seemed to sleep in the past, the weight of the whole person completely pressure on the woman's body.

Full of disgust, the woman glanced at Fu Chen, who had no action ability at all. "It's really a pig. If it's not... Forget it, even if I owe you."

Complaining all the way, the woman chose the nearest five-star hotel from the bar, took out his wallet from Fu Chen's pants pocket, and recorded the huge housing cost in his account.

As soon as she entered the room, she threw Fu Chen directly onto the soft double bed and rubbed her sore shoulder. Then she raised her head and looked around the entire presidential suite.

There seems to be something unique, but the price is too high.

It wasn't her money anyway.

The woman looked down at the man who was sleeping like a dead pig, sighed slightly, and then stripped all his clothes.

"I don't know if nude photos will be used..."

A hand holding chin, she carefully looked at the man's body.

The figure seems to be pretty good. I raised my hand and pinched his arm. Although some muscles are not very strong.

She took a small camera out of her bag, adjusted her position, took several photos in succession, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"I'll keep the picture as a souvenir."

Talking to herself, the woman turned over the quilt and wrapped the man tightly. Then she went into the bathroom and took a comfortable shower.

Coming out of the bathroom, she took a piece of meat colored sticker out of her bag.

Without hesitation, the woman pasted the sticker on X's tattoo.

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight came into the presidential suite, and Fu Chen rubbed his eyes, fully conscious.

My head still hurts

Wait, where is this?!

Fu Chen scanned the surrounding environment, and finally his eyes fell on the woman sitting on the black sofa with only pajamas.

"You..."

This woman seems strange... What happened yesterday?

Hearing the man's voice, the woman stood up from the sofa and went to the bedside. She put her arms on the bed. The woman slowly came up to him, with a pair of black eyes staring at him tightly.

"Remember, my name is mupeihan."

Each word is pronounced heavily, and it seems to emphasize one's own name.

Mu Peihan lightly floated to the front of the wardrobe, took off a pure light in front of the man, put on yesterday's clothes one by one.

Before leaving, the woman seemed to think of something. She looked back and looked at Mr. Fu on the bed again.

"Don't be nervous. I won't hold you responsible. This kind of thing is what you want. Oh, by the way, my contact information is on the bedside table. I'm sure you'll need it. "

With another mysterious smile, the woman closed the door and went out.

Only left to pay dust sitting on the bed, Leng Leng completely do not know what happened.

Why does this woman sound so awkward... It's like he's the woman and she's the man

Irritated scratched hair, pay dust this just walked down from the bed, after changing clothes straight to Jing Shi.

This is not the first time for Fu Chen to come to Jingshi, but it still set off a lot of waves.

"Did you see that? There was just a super handsome man

"Yes, yes! The man went straight into the president's office! "

Hua Chi's comments are everywhere in Jing's building. Of course, as they are passed on, they come to Jos's ears.

Joss came to Zhao Yang's desk and saw that she was still busy with the work at hand. He knocked on her desk and said, "here comes the dust, you know?"

Without looking up, Zhao Yang replied flatly, "what does it have to do with me..."

Jos wanted to say something else, but Zhao Yang stood up from his seat, looked coldly at the women with erect ears around him, and strode out.

At the same time, in the president's office, Jing zhehan can't help wring his eyebrows when he sees Fu Chen's dusty appearance.

But his mouth was full of disgusting sarcasm, "Why are you here again? What can't I say after work? "

"I can't wait! Yesterday... Yesterday... "

Faltering, it seems that it is very difficult to speak about this matter, the rare young master Fu Chen's cheek actually rose red.

"If you have something to say, leave quickly if you have nothing to say!"

Under the pressure of President Jing, Fu Chen finally closed his eyes and stamped his feet. The most important thing was to lose face. His lips opened and closed, and he uttered a shocking sentence.

"Last night... It seems that I was... Cheated..."

If not, when Jing chihan heard this, he opened his eyes like a bell. He often listened to Fu Chen talking about his erotic history. For the first time, he heard such an embarrassing speech.

How does it feel like the sun is rising in the West today

"And then?"

Slightly calm for a while, Jing chihan continued to ask.

"What then! The woman left me a phone number, as if I would blackmail her about it in the future! "

That's interesting.

Jing chihan shows an exaggerated smile. Recently, he has been busy with all kinds of real estate cases in hand. It's rare to encounter such a funny thing.

"What do you think? Do you want to contact her? "

Fu Chen sat down on the white sofa of the president's office, cocked up his legs, glanced at the corner of his mouth, and remembered that the woman was full of disdain when she got up this morning.

But a strange feeling rose in his heart. The more so, the more he wanted to get close to her and understand her.

"I didn't think about it!"

Mingming has an idea in his heart, but he still doesn't want to admit it. Fu Chen aggravates decibel fiercely, and his tone is very depressed.