President's bodyguard

Moon Bay Hotel, the 88-story high-rise building can almost see the night view of half of the city. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows that occupy the entire wall, July wiped her wet hair with a white towel.

She was wearing a silk pajamas as thin as cicada's wings, which could barely cover her devilishly alluring skin and scenery. Under the reflection of the moonlight outside the window, it was even more radiant and enchanting.

Today, here, besides herself, there is also a man whom she has only known for a few days, and that man is taking a shower in the bathroom.

Listening to the gurgling sound of water, Qiyue felt that everything was a little unreal.

Soon, Wang Huai came out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a pair of underwear all over his body.

Seeing Wang Huai, Qi Yue suddenly froze there. The scars on Wang Huai's body had a considerable impact on her heart.

Knife wounds, gunshot wounds, and all kinds of scars almost covered Wang Huai's entire body, making Wang Huai's originally strong body look a little hideous, even disgusting.

Qiyue suddenly understands why the man in front of him is so powerful, why the man in front of him can kill without blinking his eyes, maybe the scars on his body are the answer.

Every scar on an ordinary person is probably a sign of death. From this, it can be seen how many times the man in front of him has experienced life and death.

Only such a person can be so indifferent to life, whether it is someone else's or his own.

"Why, did it scare you?" Wang Huai looked at Qiyue and asked with a smile, "It's too late for you to regret it now."

Qiyue stepped forward, stretched out her hand and gently stroked the scar on Wang Huai's body, "I don't regret it, I like men with stories."

Qiyue's answer made Wang Huai feel a little relieved. For some reason, Wang Huai was a little afraid of Qiyue's answer.

"Can you tell me the story of these scars on your body?" July asked.

"Okay, but there are too many stories to tell all at once. How about this, let's play some other games first, and then tell you stories." Wang smiled badly and stretched out his hand, grabbing Qiyue's waist and going Pulling back, Qi Yue fell directly into Wang Huai's arms.

At this time, Wang Huai was naked, while Qiyue was only wearing a pajamas, and the skins of the two were close to each other, and they could feel each other's body temperature.

Wang Huai could even hear the heartbeat of July, which was very fast.

"How is it? Is this the first time you've met a man like me?" Wang Huai asked with a breath in Qiyue's ear.

"What do you mean, do you think I have had many men before you?" After hearing Wang Huai's words, Qiyue was suddenly a little disappointed and a little angry.

"Isn't it? Is it possible that she is still a big girl with yellow flowers?" Wang Huai said, a woman like Qiyue, Wang Huai would not believe that she is a girl next door who is as guarded as jade.

"Don't worry, you don't need to treat me as a good man, and I won't treat you as a good woman either." Wang Huai grabbed Qiyue's pajamas after finishing speaking.

Wang Huai bent down and picked up Qiyue and walked towards the big round bed not far away.

A few minutes later, Wang Huai suddenly squeezed Qiyue's shoulder, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

For a beautiful woman like Qiyue to be able to sit in her current position at such a young age in an entertainment group like Tang Palace, and to be in contact with all kinds of people, if not a thousand, there are eight hundred, Wang Huai would never have thought of it, it is simply incredible.

This made Wang Huai a little embarrassed. Although Wang Huai has no conscience, he is not a good man.

If everyone gets what they need, Wang Huai won't feel any guilt. After eating and wiping their mouths, everyone goes to their own lives, but now...

"Why, are you afraid?" Qiyue looked at Wang Huai, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she had gained the upper hand.

"It's not that I'm afraid, I'm just..." Wang Huai was a little at a loss for words. For the first time, he felt that he was a little bit shy about this kind of thing. This is not his style.

"You're just scared." Qiyue showed a smug smile, bent down, and asked softly in Wang Huai's ear, "Are you a little disappointed to find that I'm not the kind of woman you thought?"

At this time, Wang Huai was hugging Qiyue,

Wang Huai smiled slightly, "It was you who took over me, and now you still blame me, what is the law of heaven?"

Hearing Wang Huai's words, Qiyue burst into a smile, stretched out her slender fingers and gently drew a few circles on Wang Huai's chest, "Then you want heaven's justice?"

"what?"

Qi Yue's words were like a thunderbolt, which once again ignited Wang Huai's enthusiasm, so he turned over and carried Qi Yue directly to the French window.

An hour later, the night breeze was slightly cool, and the night outside the window became more intense.

Lying in Wang Huai's arms, Qiyue didn't dare to say anything more, for fear of accidentally angering the little beast again.

"Then can you tell me the story of your scars now?"

"Okay, which one do you want to hear?" Wang said with a bad smile.

Qiyue's fingers ran across Wang Huai's lower abdomen, where there was a ten-centimeter-long scar that looked like a knife wound, "How did this scar come about?"

Wang Huai looked down, and his thoughts returned to more than ten years ago.

"Well, I was rowed by someone. I was six or seven years old that year. I can't remember clearly. I was abducted by human traffickers to be a little beggar. After begging for a day, I didn't get a few dollars. Then those traffickers I got angry and felt that I was not pitiful enough, so I couldn't get money, so I took a knife and cut my stomach twice, and I could see the intestines at that time." Wang said with a bad smile.

Listening to Wang Huai's words, Qiyue's lips trembled slightly. She didn't expect it to be such a story, and suddenly felt distressed.

"I'm sorry." Qi Yue gently stroked the scar and said, "It must have hurt at that time, right?"

Wang Huai shook his head, "I forgot, it doesn't seem to hurt much."

It's not that Wang Huai pretended to be a fork. Although the wound on the lower abdomen was not small, it was nothing serious compared to other scars on his body.

Wang Huai's answer made Qiyue silent for a long time, and then looked at a scar on Wang Huai's chest.

This scar looks very serious, and it happens to be at the position of Wang Huai's heart, which is really hideous.

"what about this?"

Wang Huai looked down at the scar on his heart, and smiled indifferently, "Today's story is over. If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next chapter to break it down."

"But..." Qiyue was a little disappointed, "I still want to hear it."

"Then come here again next time, and I will tell you slowly." Wang said with a bad smile.

"asshole."