Hangover? I guess you don’t need it now? There is better “hangover tea” in his room.
In the room, the woman eagerly took off Shi Jing's shirt quickly. Her skilled movements had obviously served many men.
Shi Jing took off his shirt and lay down on the bed tiredly. At the same time, when the woman's pungent fragrance got closer and closer to him, his heavy eyelids opened impatiently, and that woman, now
Shi Zheng leaned next to him and began to untie his clothes.
Shi Jing's hand reached out to hold her down while she was unbuttoning the last button.
"Mr. Shi?"
The woman's eyes were a little confused. She didn't know why Shi Jing stopped her movement at this critical moment. She didn't think Shi Jing was Liu Xiahui, and she could still sit back and relax at this time.
But Shi Jing's thin lips were slightly raised, the evil charm was still there, but there was no emotion in his eyes.
"I asked you to take off my clothes, but I didn't ask you to take off yours too."
"Mr. Shi..."
The woman never expected that Shi Jing would really interrupt each other's good deeds at this time, and her originally charming eyes stayed inexplicably on Shi Jing's handsome face that was a little drunk and a little unhuman.
"You can go now."
His voice was low and somewhat impatient.
"Mr. Shi, I..."
"You'd better get out right away."
The impatient voice came again, and Satan's kiss became more and more powerful. At this time, Shi Jing didn't have the slightest strength to speak.
However, no matter how drunk he was, he knew in his heart that what he wanted was not this woman. No matter how charming and obedient she was, and how well she knew how to please him, she was not the one he wanted.
The woman sat on the bedside in a daze, looking at Shi Jing's half-asleep and half-awake look, feeling extremely unwilling to do so.
They all arrived in his room, but they just helped him take off his clothes and left?? What is this? This is too ironic!!
Could it be because of that stupid girl downstairs??
Thinking of Qian Qianqian, the woman's eyes immediately filled with deep hostility. The reports in the newspapers probably made many women madly jealous of the little girl downstairs.
Who could be deceived by Shi Jing's eyes?
Even though he always kept his emotions and anger to himself, the look in his eyes at that time allowed everyone to see the tenderness contained in them.
The little girl downstairs really doesn't seem to have such abilities. Even someone like Shi Jing fell into her hands.
The woman thought angrily in her heart, feeling more and more unwilling to accept it. She just thought that even if she stayed here, she would be the one who would suffer in the end, so she had to leave the room wisely.
Before leaving, I glanced at Shi Jing and stamped my foot unwillingly.
When Qian Qianqian was hesitantly preparing to come down from upstairs, the door of Shi Jing's room suddenly opened, and he saw the woman coming out of the room angrily, with her clothes intact. Nothing must have happened in such a short period of time.
Thinking of this, a look of joy flashed across her eyes, and her original gloomy mood was swept away by the appearance of this woman.
At the same time, the woman also saw her at this time, and the reluctance in her heart turned into thick hostility. She twitched the corners of her lips disdainfully, walked to Qian Qianqian,