Surrogate wife every step of the way

A sweet-looking little girl took the lead in booing.

It seems that this pungent personality is completely in contrast to the sweetness.

Liangliang drank a little too much, and also forgot what task Zhao Zifeng said tonight, she staggered two steps, pushed Zhao Zifeng and said: "Cousin, thanks to the fact that I have helped you so many times, you have to help me once Bar."

Borrowing the courage of being drunk, she stuffed the wine glass into Zhao Zifeng's hand, "Drink it, and the little girl, stop talking about it."

Zhao Zifeng gave her a helpless look, if not for his aunt repeatedly telling him, he would not have planned to let her drink.

"That's right, Mr. Zhao is an all-powerful player in the mall, so drinking shouldn't be a problem."

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Zhao Zifeng raised his head, finished the wine in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is that enough?"

His voice was as mellow as the wine that had just entered his mouth, deep and magnetic, and a hint of admiration flashed in the eyes of the girls.

He wanted to drag Zhao Zifeng to drink two more glasses, but he didn't give it a chance at all, and dragged Liangliang to a corner.

"The driver sent you back, you drank too much."

Liangliang nodded Zhao Zifeng's shoulder, "Cousin, please do your best tonight!"

After seeing off Liangliang, he planned to end the show, but a few business partners came up and toasted him without saying a word.

He drank two more glasses, and after drinking almost a bottle of wine, he felt a little drowsy.

He felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he stopped drinking, opened his room card, and slept directly in the hotel.

The hotel was specially designed for rich people to hold banquets, and the decoration inside was naturally not bad. He opened one of the most luxurious presidential suites, pulled the tie on his chest that was in the way, and lay down on the bed.

Although he drank a lot, his head was still clear.

He took out his mobile phone from his suit jacket, slid his finger down, and paused on Sun Mengjiao's name.

He squinted his eyes and stared at it for a while, the name seemed to be engraved in his mind, extremely clear.

He dialed out and turned on the speakerphone.

Sun Mengjiao didn't feel sleepy, got up from the bed, and was about to watch the TV series to divert her attention, when the phone in her hand suddenly vibrated, making her hands numb.

As soon as she saw Zhao Zifeng's words, she felt as if she had been electrocuted, and she answered it before she thought about it.

Thinking of where he must be enjoying himself with that girl now, he said angrily, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Zifeng couldn't help but frowned slightly, stood up shaking, and walked to the bathroom.

He commanded, "Bring me TT."

tt?

Sun Mengjiao suspected that she had heard wrongly. How could this person be so shameless that he had no boundaries and no shame.

Moreover, listen carefully, she heard the sound of water coming from the other end of the phone, which kept ringing.

The only thought flashed through her mind.

This shameless guy is taking a shower.

She held the phone tightly with her hand, and with the other hand tightly clutched the quilt underneath, gasping for breath.

She angrily refused, "I won't go!"

Zhao Zifeng was slightly stunned, and tanned the beard he shaved every day in front of himself in the mirror, leaving only a little bit of stubble.

Immediately thinking of the reason why she rejected him so much, she immediately said more seriously: "I am your boss, and you are still in the agreement, so you have no right to refuse."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without any pause.

Sun Mengjiao's lips parted slightly, before she could say what she was going to say, Zhao Zifeng hung up unexpectedly, she stared at the black screen of her mobile phone, and said angrily: "You go pick up girls by yourself, I have to send you tt ! Can you still be shameless?"

She seemed to regard the mobile phone as Zhao Zifeng, and when she was angry and reprimanded, her saliva sprayed onto the screen of the mobile phone.

She threw the phone angrily, wrapped herself in a quilt, turned over several times, and kept yelling: "Asshole! Asshole!"

After venting, she suddenly sat up from the bed, revealing her messy hair.

She still had to send it off, obviously she didn't want to go subjectively, but there was always a force pushing her over.

She was always dominated by this inexplicable force, as if she couldn't help paying attention to anything about Zhao Zifeng and that girl.

She gritted her teeth, jumped up from the bed, combed her messy hair, and specially pulled up a lady's hairstyle.

She put on a beautiful makeup behind her ears, and after searching in the closet for a long time, she picked out a very bright and pure suit.

As soon as she put it on, her elegant and arrogant temperament came out.

No matter what, if you lose anything, you can't lose your momentum.

She found several boxes of TT in a drawer in Zhao Zifeng's bedroom, and she said contemptuously, "You pious guy, you have so many thoughts hidden, you really missed him."

Based on the few incidents between her and Zhao Zifeng, there were very few after that, so for these tts, she took it for granted that he must have had one-night stands with countless other women.

She stuffed a box of TT into her bag and hurried to the hotel.

When she arrived at the downstairs of the hotel, she looked up at the brightly lit building, and immediately exclaimed, "It's already eleven o'clock, and you're still rich!"

After Zhao Zifeng took a shower, he was almost sober from his drunkenness. He came out of the bathroom, wiped his hair with a towel, looked at his cell phone, there was no call or text message, and went to the door, opened the door to see, there was no one there.

He frowned, and planned to pick up the phone to urge her, but tonight will be a matter of course, if she doesn't come, the previous work will be in vain.

"Hello miss, do you have a reservation?"

The waiter asked respectfully and politely.

Sun Mengjiao didn't know which room he was in, so she could only stand at the front desk downstairs of the hotel, shaking her head in confusion.

"Wait a minute, let me ask."

Originally, Sun Mengjiao planned to hand it over and leave, but now she has to ask for the room number before sending it over. The problem is very troublesome.

She hesitated for a while, and dialed Zhao Zifeng's number.

"What's your room number?"

She still asked angrily, with a little reluctance and displeasure, which could be heard as soon as she heard it.

When Zhao Zifeng heard this question, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, presumably she had come over.

"Presidential Suite 1208."

She hung up the phone and said to the receptionist, "Presidential Suite 1208, can I go in now?"

Because it is a high-end hotel, people who come in and out will be required to register one by one, especially strangers. In terms of security, they are the best.

At least this was the first advantage Sun Mengjiao felt when she came in.

The front desk clerk smiled and said: "Okay, please go up with our waiter."

Sun Mengjiao followed the waiter upstairs. The waiter standing at the front desk looked at her with very ambiguous eyes. Although it was very subtle, she still caught it.

"Zhao Zifeng! You really know how to find something to do when you have nothing to do!"

She complained secretly, and quickly followed the pace of the waiter.

"Ding dong!"

The sound of ringing the doorbell rang, Zhao Zifeng opened the door, saw Sun Mengjiao who couldn't hide the resentment on his face, almost smiled, but still pretended to be indifferent.

Sun Mengjiao saw that he was all up and down, so she put on a bathrobe. The V-neck of the bathrobe was opened very low, revealing his muscular texture. Under the hem of the bathrobe, there were two masculine calves with lines As resolute as the contours of his face.

His hair was not completely dry, and some of it was wet and fell down on his temples. The bangs on his forehead were all combed back, sticking to the top of his head, revealing his delicate and three-dimensional cheeks.

Sun Mengjiao had to admit that his deep and deep black eyes were as black as the night, and the indescribable handsomeness between his brows and eyes. Zhao Zifeng, just because of his tall and long legs and his deliberate appearance, was indeed There is something fatally attractive to women.

The door was ajar, and Sun Mengjiao didn't intend to go in at all, so she took out the box of TT from her bag, threw it into his hand, and said bluntly, "What you want."

After finishing speaking, he planned to leave, he didn't even want to go in the door, let alone see the figure of the woman inside.

Before she could turn around completely, her arm was suddenly pulled, and she was pulled directly into the room. Before she could even react, the person had already entered the room, and the door was instantly closed by him.

She was turned twice, Zhao Zifeng hugged her and threw herself on the bed.

"Zhao Zifeng, what are you doing? Let me go!"

Sun Mengjiao was startled, and looked around, and saw that there was no one else in the room except him. When she felt a little doubt in her heart, Zhao Zifeng leaned down, looked at her vertically, and teased with a little deep meaning: "Look!" What? A woman?"

Sun Mengjiao was told the central thing by him, so she turned her face away, tried not to meet his eyes, and forced herself to calmly say: "What you want...I have already..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Zifeng pressed down again, his voice as low as a cello was bewitching, "What do I want?"

"Avoid..." When the words came to her lips, she looked into his burning eyes, swallowed the words that were about to blurt out, and put them in his face, she couldn't say these three words.

On the contrary, Zhao Zifeng raised his voice and said frivolously, "Huh?"

He asked this question clearly to stimulate Sun Mengjiao. The heart in her chest suddenly started beating violently, making her feel like it might pop out at any time.

"Zhao Zifeng, what exactly do you want to do? One, I'm not your girlfriend! Two, I'm just giving you something, you should save your leisure time to find your girlfriend!"

She pushed Zhao Zifeng away vigorously, grabbed the clothes at the neckline, hugged her figure, tried her best to get up from the bed, and got off the bed with uncoordinated steps.

Although she didn't see the third person in the room, he even asked her to bring TT over. It can be seen that he is ready to make a mess in the hotel with his girlfriend, so what's the matter with provoking her now?

Zhao Zifeng dragged his head with the palm of his hand, lying on the bed half bent on his side, saw her throwing a box of TT on the table, and walked towards the door.

He got up suddenly, so fast that only a white shadow passed in front of Sun Mengjiao, and the moment she reached out to hold the doorknob, he put his hands on both sides of her head against the door behind her.

"Tell me, are you jealous?"

Zhao Zifeng played with the strands of her hair hanging at the temples, smiled, and stared at the expression on her face, not letting go of any of it.

Sun Mengjiao's black and white pupils dodged instantly, and she lowered her head to look at the ground.

She didn't know where the brute force came from, she bent her legs and struck towards the middle of his thighs, put the palms of both hands on his tight shoulder armor, pulled forward, and took advantage of his conditioned reflex to retreat , from his confinement, bowed his body and squatted down, quickly opened the door, and rushed out.

There is still a gust of wind that she walked by, and it seems to still carry her anger.

Zhao Zifeng stepped back slightly on purpose, letting her run out like a kitten.

Because of the action just now, the lace of his nightgown was loose, and the V-neck was already lowered to the waist and abdomen. He pulled it up lazily and casually, and stretched out his hand, feeling the delicate touch of Sun Mengjiao's wrist just now. .

The door closed slowly, and he was the only one left in the huge presidential suite.

No expression on her face just now could escape his eyes.