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Looking at his face in the mirror, he frowned slightly on his tight face, and then, gradually, a smile came into his eyes.

She really dares to toss herself.

He just likes her mischievous character.

Yang Wei went to the living room and looked at the girl lying on the sofa. Her serious face broke into laughter again.

She was lying on the sofa with her long white thigh on the back of the sofa, but her other leg was open and fell to the ground. She was sleeping sweetly with her head on her side.

A girl's sleeping posture can be so bold and unconstrained.

He didn't feel bored. On the contrary, he looked a little more cute.

Is that what other people say? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder?

Yang Wei's eyes fell on her face, and his steps slowly passed by. He leaned over her, and his hand unconsciously fell on her cheek.

Is beauty really in the eye of the beholder?

But she was beautiful.

He was watching intently when the girl on the sofa suddenly mumbled and turned over to the bottom of the sofa. Seeing that she was about to fall to the ground, he quickly reached out and hugged her.

Tang Lu lay in his arms, his hands subconsciously hugged his neck, his body arched to his arms.

Her shallow breath blowing on his chest, slightly itching, as if a light feather agitated his heart, let his indifferent heart with a gentle ripples.

He looked at her tenderly and suddenly laughed, "lazy cat."

His doting eyes lingered on her face for a moment. He bowed his head and couldn't help kissing her on the forehead.

This just reluctantly hugs her to return to the bedroom, the movement gentle puts her on the bed.

She tore at her clothes, as if she didn't agree.

Yang Wei helplessly smile, gently take off her clothes one by one, every time take off a piece of clothes, his body will follow the fever.

He could feel the desire for her hidden in his body, and he would never forget that unforgettable night.

She was so ecstatic, so beautiful.

It seemed to be the most beautiful memory in his life.

Just thinking about it, he became thirsty.

He looked at her and couldn't bear to give up. He lifted the quilt and held her in his arms. She seemed to feel the embrace, and her body subconsciously looked for his embrace.

It's a great test of his willpower to sleep with her like this.

The next day.

When Tang Lu wakes up from her sleep, she stretches lazily, and the soft bed under her makes her slightly stunned.

She was sleeping on the sofa yesterday!

Her brain suddenly wakes up, she suddenly sits up from the bed, she actually sleeps on the bed!

Looking at her clothes being stripped, she clenched her fist angrily. She quickly got out of bed and was about to get angry when she saw the note left on the bedside table.

She frowned and took it. The words on it made her even more angry: "I slept well last night."

Did they once again

"Damn it! I will kill you

The girl's roar came from the apartment in the early morning.

……

……

The day will soon pass and the night will come.

The color of the day is getting dark. Huo Youcheng comes home tired. He goes into the study and lies on the chair, trying to continue to process the documents.

Just as he stretched out, the news came from his mobile phone.

Who else is there so late?

Huo Youcheng strangely picked up the phone and looked at the display. It was a strange number.

He frowned strangely, thought for a moment and answered the phone.

As soon as he got through, a woman's voice, which was a little distant but hidden in his memory, came over.

"I want to see you!"

He could not be more familiar with the voice, but after so many years, he did not expect that she would call him.

He has been using this private number, in fact, only he knows what he is insisting on.

He is waiting for this man.

Huo Youcheng's eyes were stained with a complex look, and a pair of tiger eyes were stained with light tears, "Qingqing?"

"Don't be so disgusting, you don't deserve it!"

Song Yuqing's tone with a touch of hate, "now to Dihao Hotel 501, I wait for you."

With that, the person opposite didn't give him a chance to speak and immediately hung up.

"Hello! Qingqing! Song Yuqing

It's too late for Huo Youcheng to say anything.

He looked at the mobile phone in a daze, with a complicated look.

He didn't mind her indifferent tone and the tone of command, because he knew that he had deeply hurt the woman.

Without the slightest hesitation, hang up the phone, he immediately picked up his coat and drove out of the door.According to what she said, she came to the Imperial Hotel.

When the door of the room opened and saw the familiar face, his heart was excited.

"Qingqing, we really haven't seen each other for a long time."

Song Yuqing's face is indifferent, even cold, "I asked you not to come to reminisce."

She turned and walked towards the living room. She sat on the sofa drunk and didn't want to look at the man.

Huo Youcheng sat opposite her, a pair of eyes always fell on her, "how have you been these years?"

"Not dead."

Song Yuqing tone cold, she leaned on the sofa, while drinking coffee, leisurely spit out a few words, "give me ten million."

She should have thought of coming to him. He owes her.

It's just that she doesn't want to have anything to do with this man anymore.

Even if she wanted to torture Huo Jinze through him, she also hated him.

"Good!"

Huo Youcheng looked at her and agreed without hesitation.

Then he took out a check and pen from his pocket, wrote numbers on it and signed his name.

He felt guilty for her all the time, and compensation was inevitable.

Song Yuqing is a little stunned. He didn't expect that he would agree to be so happy. It's a bit surprising for her.

"When you do that, will the woman let you go?"

Huo Youcheng heard her mention, eyes across a touch of sadness, "you can rest assured, I will try to compensate you."

"Did you make it up?"

Song Yuqing's eyes across endless hate, she does not want to entangle with him.

Then she stood up and took the check on the table and looked at it. "You can go now."

Is this the beginning of the eviction?

Huo Youcheng was not reconciled in his heart. "We haven't seen each other for many years. Don't you have nostalgia for me in your heart?"

"Love those things are children's tricks. If you are really good to me, there is one thing for you to do."

"You know, I won't refuse you."

Huo Youcheng's tone has a touch of regret.

As soon as song Yuqing listens to the corner of her mouth, she looks up unconsciously. "That's best. I want you not to let Huo Jinze marry an Xia by any means."

She wanted to see him in pain.

To make up for what she suffered.