槽寳 Zhoubai

Zong Hua took off the woman's clothes one by one and washed her body. The woman's consciousness was a little fuzzy. Anyway, she was obedient and obedient. She raised her hand when asked to raise her hand, and turned around when asked to turn around.

After the woman finished washing, Zong Hua wrapped her in a bathrobe, carried her to the bed, and threw off the quilt to wrap her up.

The woman's eyes are sleepy, her eyes are wavy, her beautiful eyebrows are stunning, her skin is fat, and her white face has two blushes. She is obviously beautiful, but her eyes are clear and clean, like an ignorant child. clarification.

The doorbell was woken up, and Zong Hua heard the ringing, and was about to get up to open the door, but the woman stretched out her arm almost halfway, pinching Zong Hua's sleeve with two fingertips, but with a little resistance, she managed to let the door open. Zong Hua stopped.

She got up and paused, turned her head to look, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

The woman blinked her eyes, her dense and thick eyelashes were as light as butterfly wings, trembling slightly, her two white onion fingers were slender and distinct, her hand shook, her red lips parted slightly, but she just kept silent.

Zong Hua pursed her lips and smiled, rubbing her fingertips on her face: "If you're sober, I'm afraid you'd be ashamed to death seeing this look."

The woman listened, but didn't understand, her wet eyes were full of childlike ignorance, like an angel who fell into the mortal world, without a speck of dust.

Zong Hua chuckled, put his hand on her arm, rubbed it lightly, and the doorbell rang again.

"Hey, let me open the door first."

The woman stared at Zong Hua closely, watching Zong Hua go away, Zong Hua opened the door, it was the receptionist who brought hangover soup, she called the receptionist before taking a bath.

After receiving the hangover soup, he looked back at the bed. The man smiled so seductively that he didn't know when he sat up straight and looked at Zong Hua.

Zong Hua took the bowl, sat by the bed, blew cold hangover soup, handed it in front of the woman, and coaxed in a low voice: "Hey, drink this, and you won't have a headache when you wake up tomorrow."

When the woman smelled it, she seemed to find it unpleasant, and turned her head away with a frown.

Zong Hua looked at her childish side, smiled softly, and then coaxed softly, "It's not bitter, it's sweet."

The woman turned her head coaxed by these words, but doubt and disbelief were still written on that gorgeous face.

Zong Hua looked at it, took a sip from the bowl, then smacked her lips, bewitchingly said, "It's so sweet, don't you want to try it?"

The woman seemed to be moved by Zong Hua's appearance, her eyes were shaken, Zong Hua looked at it, continued her efforts, pretended to be regretful and said: "Oh, forget it, if you don't like sweet ones, forget it, I'll drink it alone .”

As he said that, Zong Hua took the bowl and pretended to drink it. Zong Hua moved, but he still stared at the woman's face from the corner of his eye.

The woman looked at Zong Hua's movements and didn't stop her. She only looked at Zong Hua with deer-like eyes, her mouth was slightly opened, and the uvula inside was faintly visible.

"Hahaha, I'm not kidding you anymore, it's all yours." Facing such a look, who can bear it, anyway, she can't bear it, even though she has seen it countless times, she is still willing to be sick.

Zong Hua handed the hangover soup to the woman, this time she didn't refuse, took the hangover soup, gulped it down, for fear that someone would snatch it from her.

She drank in a hurry, and a little juice overflowed from her mouth. Zong Hua looked at her with a smile, gently wiped off the water stain with her fingertips, and then licked the juice on her fingertips lightly with the tip of her tongue.

"I didn't lie to you, it's very sweet, right?" Zong Hua smiled meaningfully, looking at the woman in front of her who had drunk all the hangover soup obediently.

The woman looked at Zong Hua, blinked her eyes, smacked her lips as if thinking about it, and after a while, nodded to Zong Hua.

"Good boy, go to sleep."

Zong Hua patted the woman's hairy head, well, the hair is quite soft.

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In the early morning of the next day, Zong Hua woke up before the drunk man, gently broke away the man's hand that was holding her, and kicked away the other leg that was hanging on her thigh.

Ring the bell to call for breakfast, Zong Hua went to wash up, after a while, took a towel to wipe off the water stains on her face, Zong Hua saw clearly that this face was different from her face in the previous world.

On this face, the eyebrows are a bit thick, the facial features are three-dimensional and clear, not feminine, but more youthful, the eyes are deep and penetrating, like peach blossom eyes, looking at anyone casually, it seems that they are in love with each other .

However, this look was infected by Zong Hua's indifferent and cold temperament, and instead gave birth to a bit of casual elegance and a fatal attraction. The skin is fair, but this white seems to be sickly white, not like a normal person .

Beautiful lips, some messy black and white cross-colored short hair, loose on the head, there are a few raised hairs, delicate and thin collarbone, cold white skin under the clothes, like a nobleman Young master.

The morning mist cleared, and Zong Hua, who came out, took the phone, and a lot of messages popped up automatically, all from the same person, the manager of the FG team, urging her to fulfill the gambling agreement.

Zong Hua flipped over at random, yawned, lazily and undisciplined, eyelids fluttered, thinking that someone was still sleeping, Zong Hua took out her finger, poked and poked, and typed a reply quickly.

Dream: 11 o'clock today.

Zhou Papi: Okay, it's best not to be late for me.

To put it simply, Zong Hua stopped replying, lying on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

She checked her card today, and there is still a deposit of 10,000+ in it, which can support the debt.

In the bedroom, there was a noise, and Zong Hua's unfocused eyes instantly lit up. A carp stood upright. Zong Hua got up, pushed open the door, and leaned against the door with a smile.

He raised his eyebrows, looked at the person on the bed, and whistled like a hooligan: "Yo, I got up so soon."

Obviously, the sober woman no longer thought about how funny she was when she was drunk last night. The woman was wearing a bathrobe and just got out of bed.

At that time, when he heard Zong Hua's movement, his thin lips subconsciously pursed slightly, his eyes were cold and indifferent, looking at Zong Hua's eyes flashed, and looked at her politely.

She cleared her throat, and said calmly in a cold and unique voice, "Thank you for your help last night."

Zong Hua raised her eyebrows, pretending to be stupid, and said, "What did I help you?"

The woman was not an ignorant person, nor did she understand anything. When she woke up, she woke up in a strange hotel room wearing a bathrobe, and there were obvious signs that someone else had slept next to her.

The faint fragrance calmed her down and felt her body calmly. Apart from dry throat and lack of water, she didn't feel any discomfort.

Obviously, nothing happened to her that shouldn't have happened. She remembered that her assistant threw her a little drunk to a man in the partner. If it was that man, he would never let her go. So, she It must have been cut off halfway by someone.

The woman who thought this way opened the bed and put her side legs on the shoes beside her. It was obvious that the shoes were also placed by the unknown well-intentioned person.

The woman looked sideways and saw that there was water on the bedside table, and when she reached out to touch it, it was still warm.

It can be seen that the man is a gentle and delicate person. She has not seen the real person. The woman is just imagining it in her mind. After she sees it for real, she will understand what it means to fall in love at first sight and fall in love at first sight.

The man leaned slightly against the door frame, the shimmering light from the curtains sprinkled on her face, holy and beautiful, although the man broke the silence as soon as he opened his mouth, but she still had a thick filter for him .

The woman pursed her lips slightly, as if the ice had dissipated and the flowers bloomed in the warmth of spring. The woman held her bathrobe and said, "Last night, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't know if I could get up so early."

Speaking of this, Zong Hua obviously thought about what happened last night, and also thought about some bad things. He immediately looked disgusted, and looked into the woman's eyes with a cold light: "If I'm not here, what are you going to do?" manage?"

Hearing this, the woman pursed her lips and smiled: "This is a hypothesis, if it's not true, I can't give you an answer."

Zong Hua obviously didn't expect the woman to answer like this, and Zong Hua, who was choked, looked even more stinky.

Seeing her like this, the woman walked slowly in front of her, stood a step away, and continued: "You helped me, how do you want me to repay you?"

Zong Hua stared at the woman for a while, not knowing what she was looking at. Just when the woman thought she would not speak, Zong Hua spoke: "As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

The woman listened to Zong Hua's words, and Zong Hua said, "I don't ask too much, since that's the case, you should promise it with your body."

Hearing this, the woman blinked her eyes rarely when she was sober, looking a little dazed.

Zong Hua calmly waited for the woman's response. The woman was not thinking about how to refuse, but was thinking, how could there be meat that wanted to deliver it to the mouth of the prey when there was a pie in the sky.

Women at that time didn't know who was the prey and who was the meat?

But dazed for three or four seconds, the woman looked at Zong Hua, smiled, nodded and said, "Okay. From today on, you will be my girlfriend."

"Let's get to know each other first, my name is Shi Ran." Shi Ran smiled and stretched out her hand.

Zong Hua watched for a few seconds, but did not move. Shi Ran raised her eyebrows and said fiercely, "Isn't it, benefactor, do you want to go back on your word?"

Zong Hua smiled slightly, stretched out her hand to hold it, and then pulled the woman into her arms, caressed her ear, and exhaled like blue: "How could it be? I only need you as a girlfriend, Lu Meng."

"In that case, let's stamp it first." Zong Hua said.

Shi Ran pretended not to understand and asked, "How to stamp?"

Hearing this, Zong Hua raised her fingertips and pressed gently on her soft red lips, with a dark glow in her eyes, and said in a dangerous tone: "You are here, I wanted to stamp it last night, but it's a pity..."

Shi Ran also hugged her waist and asked, "What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that someone is sleeping..."

Saying that, Zong Hua lowered her head and was about to kiss her, but she only kissed something soft. Although that thing was soft, it was not the red lips Zong Hua wanted.

Zong Hua, who had her mouth covered, looked at Shi Ran with dissatisfied raised eyebrows, her eyes beckoning: "What are you doing?"

Shi Ran's face was a little flushed, Zong Hua could see it clearly, and Shi Ran's white and tender earlobes were also stained red.

"I didn't brush my teeth."

"I don't mind."

"I mind."