There are pitfalls in the marriage: Husband dances obediently

A crystal chandelier was lit in the spacious and luxurious presidential suite, and the sound of even and smooth water came from the bathroom.

Shen Qingxin's beautiful eyes stared at the door without blinking, as if afraid that a devil would suddenly walk out of it.

But no matter how much she stared and was afraid, the door still opened.

A young man in a black bathrobe came out of the bathroom. His clean and refreshing hair was still dripping with water. He had a stern face with delicate features, comparable to Pan An's. It was just a pair of slender and delicate peach blossom eyes, which were a little sharper, making him The whole person exudes an aura of indifference that strangers should not get close to.

His eyes were only surprised for a few seconds, and then he settled on Shen Qing who was only wearing underwear, and his voice was cold: "Who let you in?" But there was an undoubted majesty and domineering in his words.

"Mr. Zhong, Mr. Huang asked me to come." Although Shen Qing tried his best to maintain his composure, there was still a trembling sound in his words.

"Mr. Huang?" Zhong Li snorted coldly, "I know at least a dozen Mr. Huangs. Which Mr. Huang?"

Shen Qingxin was stimulated by the sarcasm in this sentence, she slowly raised her head, a trace of annoyance flashed in her charmingly beautiful eyes, she said in a low voice but clearly: "It's President Huang of Shengtian International, Huang Weihua .”

Zhong Li slightly raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Qingxin. Under the halo of the crystal chandelier, her delicate and slender body was tainted with a delicate and pitiful taste, but those clear and clear eyes faintly carried A trace of bitterness.

"Oh, it's him." Zhong Li withdrew his gaze lightly, turned around, picked up his mobile phone from the table, and unplugged the phone in the security room.

"Security, my room is here--" Zhong Liqing's cold voice carried a taste of indifference, and the words he said were not cold enough to have a trace of warmth.

Shen Qingxin understood what he was going to say next, panicked, and rushed to snatch his phone.

Zhong Li didn't expect that this damned woman would be so courageous, and dared to rush up to snatch his mobile phone, his eyes froze instantly, as if frozen.

"Give me back the phone." Although his tone was still modest and polite, Shen Qingxin couldn't control her little heart trembling.

Although she had done enough homework and knew that this man was not simple, she was still overwhelmed by the pressure brought by Zhong Li's powerful aura.

"Mr. Zhong, could you please give me a few minutes?" Shen Qingxin tried her best to make her attitude look more sincere, and even her usually cold voice was tainted with a hint of pleading.

"Give me back the phone." Zhong Li didn't even raise his eyebrows, his voice was still gentle, but the words he said had been paused word for word, Shen Qingxin faintly felt that he was impatient.

Shen Qingxin suddenly raised her eyes to look at Zhong Li, and shoved his mobile phone into her chest under his cold eyes.

Zhong Li's originally cold expression suddenly became tinged with anger, and his voice carried a deeper sarcasm: "You still have self-knowledge, knowing that I won't touch you."

The naked disgust and disgust in those words made the always proud Shen Qingxin extremely embarrassed.

However, she still suppressed the small emotions in her heart, and then raised a pair of clear eyes, and said word by word: "I know that Mr. Zhong will not touch me, not because I have self-knowledge, but because I know that Zhong Mister has a noble character and is dedicated to emotion, so he will not let Miss Ning down."

Ning Xinyi was a taboo in Zhong Li's heart, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and then he took a step forward, holding Shen Qingxin's neck tightly with one hand, his eyes were as sharp as a knife cutting into Shen Qingxin's heart.

"Are you impatient? Who gave you the courage to investigate me?"

Shen Qingxin knew that this man was not easy to mess with, but when she faced it for real, she felt that she still underestimated the horror of this man.

"Mr. Zhong—" Shen Qingxin spoke intermittently, "If you strangle me to death, no one else will tell you about Miss Ning."

The hand that grabbed her neck slowly loosened.

His blood-red eyes stared at the clarity in Shen Qingxin's eyes, and slowly put away the violence in his own eyes, but in a flash, he returned to his graceful and noble appearance.

He pushed Shen Qingxin hard, and Shen Qingxin fell unexpectedly onto the big white bed next to her. Due to the excessive force, her mobile phone that was originally in her bodice was also knocked aside.

Zhong Li stood with his back to her, with a kind of indifference in his whole body, he said lightly: "Put on your clothes and get out."