Then he said to the people around him: "If you don't have one, find her one. Of course, you have to be a man who can afford a million dollars."
"The Second Young Master is Wise" and everyone praised him
Zhong Zhenzhen was stunned again. The hope that had just risen turned into despair. Song Zixuan didn't remember him at all.
She mustered up the courage to ask Song Zixuan: "Can it be you?"
Song Zixuan didn't react and looked at her doubtfully
Zhong Zhenzhen emphasized his tone, "I said, can that man be you?"
Everyone's eyes turned to Zhong Zhenzhen. They were shocked, angry, amused, and incredulous. In the end, everyone had only one idea, that is, this woman must be crazy.
After Song Zixuan was silent for a while, he smiled. He approached Zhong Zhenzhen, reached out to hold her chin, raised her face, looked around, and finally nodded, "Are you sure you want to follow me?"
Nodding firmly, I am not following anyone. Anyway, we have had such a night.
He let go of Zhong Zhenzhen, stood up, smiled softly, and said loudly, "If you are brave, stop it."
Then he left gracefully, leaving Zhong Zhenzhen, who was already limp, and a group of men who were still confused.
Maybe many things are destined. God arranged for them to meet and then become entangled.
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Thinking of this, Zhong Zhenzhen tilted his head and calculated in his mind how much a million would cost per night if he bought her for five years. It turns out that this is how it feels to be sold by a relative.
When Song Zixuan saw Zhong Zhenzhen tilting his head to one side, obviously deserting, Song Zixuan became angry immediately. She could also desert at this time!
Finally, he was annoyed by her indifferent attitude. He picked up the red wine next to him and took a deep sip, then fiercely kissed Zhong Zhenzhen, who was in a daze due to the sudden loss of gravity.
She always hated the taste of red wine and woke up instantly. She kept struggling. During the struggle, the red wine slid down her body along the corner of her mouth. His kiss followed the red wine all the way down.
The cold feeling made Zhong Zhenzhen tremble and completely chilled his heart.
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The room was filled with the smell of passion. Zhong Zhenzhen had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. Song Zixuan looked at the sleeping person quietly.
The moonlight shines in through the transparent gauze, and the white sheets are covered in burgundy, which is like a girl's first blush.
Thinking of this, Song Zixuan clenched his fists tightly and glanced hatefully at the sleeping woman next to him.