"Zhang Qian? What did Yu Wei say in your ear just now?" The car started slowly. Cheng Rou'er next to her smiled curiously at Zhang Qian, who was stunned, "What words made you so distracted?"
"Ah? No, it's nothing." Zhang Qian shook his head hastily. He didn't dare to repeat Yu Wei's words to Cheng Rou'er. Looking at Cheng Rou'er sitting next to him, she was wrapped in a black dress made of tulle and silk.
The alluring body made him swallow his saliva. After the ambiguity in the bar booth just now, he now felt that when he saw Cheng Rouer, his mind would be filled with those exciting scenes, and his body would react instinctively.
In desperation, Zhang Qian instinctively lowered his head to avoid Cheng Rouer's delicate body, but unexpectedly, what caught his eye was Cheng Rouer's white, tender and slender legs, as well as her beautiful feet wearing pink Nike sneakers under the beautiful legs. Look.
It seems that unless he leaves the car, there is no way he can keep Cheng Rouer out of sight...
Fortunately, the hotel was really not that far away from the bar owned by the True Dragon Club. Five minutes later, a luxuriously decorated hotel suddenly appeared outside the car window. Only then did Zhang Qian remember the reason why the entertainment venues were concentrated.
There are nearly a dozen large and small hotels in this area. The leader among them is naturally the luxurious and luxurious five-star Kaiyuan Hotel in front of us.
The biggest special feature of this Kaiyuan Hotel is the large fountain pool built at the entrance. At this time, colorful lights are shining on a row of white fountains ejected from the fountain pool. Against the backdrop of the lights,
The fountain, which was originally composed of water, changes into various lustres. It looks majestic and very high-end.
The Mercedes-Benz drove around the fountain pool towards the main entrance of Kaiyuan Hotel. Zhang Qian couldn't help but look around at the environment carefully, and secretly felt very satisfied. The reason why he had to look carefully was mainly because his grandfather would soon
His birthday banquet will be held in this hotel. Of course, Zhang Qian is not capable of this, and everything will be handled by the Chen family. Yan Qing has already told him that grandpa’s birthday has been decided, and he will wait for that day to arrive.
.Zhang Qian naturally didn’t feel embarrassed about the Chen family’s birthday party. After all, he had helped the Chen family so much and it was just a small birthday party. What shouldn’t he do?
"Cheng Rou'er, every time you come back to Andu County, you always stay in this hotel?" Zhang Qian glanced at Cheng Rou'er beside him and couldn't help but sigh, "You are so rich... It costs a lot to stay here for one night."
"I'm not very sure. Anyway, I made the decision in my father's name. I can live wherever there is available." Cheng Rou'er had a look of worry on her pretty face at this time, and said cautiously, "Zhang Qian...are you?
If you don’t like me, it’s too wasteful? Then, I’ll stay in a hotel in the future..."
"No, no, no, you are free to live wherever you want. I don't know what I like or dislike." Zhang Qian shook his head and waved his hands and explained, "Cheng Rou'er, I don't seem to be that narrow-minded. I don't like everything, right?"
"Oh, it's okay if not." Cheng Rou'er patted her chest lightly and spat out her sweet tongue playfully to make a sound of reassurance. Her pretty appearance made Zhang Qian couldn't help but feel a little lost, and he couldn't help but hurriedly turned his head away in embarrassment.
Although Cheng Rou'er's worry is a bit random, it is undoubtedly a sign of importance to herself, which makes Zhang Qian's heart somewhat warm. From birth to now, except for his family, who else cares about him like this?
This kind of care made Zhang Qian, who had always lived a poor life and been looked down upon by others, feel respected and cared for.
After getting out of the car, Cheng Rouer hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for Zhang Qian, and then carefully helped him out of the Mercedes-Benz. After giving the driver a few words, she helped Zhang Qian walk into the lobby of the hotel.
The two of them had been leaning on each other closely. Although Zhang Qian wanted to keep a distance deliberately, he was interrupted every time by Cheng Rouer's enthusiastic support.
After taking the elevator to the top floor of the hotel, walking through the corridor and entering the deepest part of the room, Zhang Qian was shocked to find that the suite Cheng Rou'er mentioned was actually so big.
In this suite, the overall decoration is European style. The large living room of nearly 50 square meters is fully equipped with high-end furniture. There are four doors along the living room, which means that in this suite, there are actually
Four habitable bedrooms!
"This...is this the presidential suite?" Zhang Qian has never eaten pork and never seen pigs running away. Rich people in TV dramas often stay in the presidential suite. It looks no different from the suite in front of him.
The same leather sofa, the same large-screen TV, the same various oil paintings hanging on the walls, the same marble dining table...
Cheng Rouer put the medical bag in her hand on the spacious coffee table and opened it. She pressed him on the sofa and looked for disinfectant cotton and alcohol while saying, "It should be so. I didn't ask for details. It was ordered by my father.
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"My dear..." Although Zhang Qian doesn't know how much the presidential suite in this hotel costs per night, it must start at least five or six thousand. Spending so much money can only stay for one night. This kind of luxurious life and
He had never experienced enjoyment before, so naturally he couldn't help but sigh. Even though the True Dragon Society was just an illegal gang, Cheng Rouer could easily move into the presidential suite and it was clear how rich his father was.
"Come, let me help you disinfect the wound on your arm with alcohol first." Cheng Rouer took the initiative to take Zhang Qian's arm and put it on her beautiful legs. She skillfully opened his sleeves and wiped the alcohol-stained white tissue in her hands.
Gently place the cotton on the red, swollen and bruised area.
The alcohol was wiped on the wound, and a burning pain suddenly made Zhang Qian's face turn pale. Although he gritted his teeth and did not cry out, the painful expression undoubtedly betrayed him.
"Does it hurt? Bear with it, it will be fine after alcohol disinfection." Seeing Zhang Qian's painful expression, Cheng Rouer couldn't help but feel distressed and hurriedly blew air into the wound. The warm look of her red lips exhaling made Zhang Qian's heart beat.
There was another warmth in his heart. At this time, he realized with some embarrassment that his hand was on her long, white and tender legs. He could only stiffen his arms and turn his head, not daring to look at her anymore.
After hurriedly smearing the medicine on the wound on her arm, Cheng Rouer turned to Zhang Qian with a slightly red face, "Zhang Qian, if you want to apply the medicine on your back to disinfect the wound on your back, you must first... put on your clothes."
Just take it off, you..."
"Oh, okay, I'll take it off myself." Zhang Qian wasn't that pretentious. He naturally knew that he needed to treat the injury on his back and took off his clothes. He is a grown man, how could he be afraid of being exposed? There is no need for Cheng Rouer to continue saying anything.
, he took the initiative to reach out and try to unbutton the clothes.
"Hiss..." But at this time, because of his body movement, a tearing pain immediately came from his back, making him take a breath of air.
Cheng Rouer could tell at a glance that Zhang Qian had touched the wound on his back when unbuttoning, and hurriedly held down his hand, saying with a hint of shyness, "Don't move, be careful of touching the wound. I'll do it...
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Before Zhang Qian could react, Cheng Rouer blushed and put her small hands on the bottom button of Zhang Qian's shirt, and quickly unbuttoned the first button. Then one button after another.
Being untied in her little hands, the shirt Zhang Qian was wearing was gradually opened, and Cheng Rouer's little face became more and more charming. Until she unbuttoned her chest, her little hands couldn't help but tremble slightly, no doubt
It can show his inner tension and panic.
Zhang Qian really enjoyed the refreshing feeling of being undressed and undressed by a beautiful woman. Now he really wanted to rush forward, hug her body, push her down on the sofa and perform the ritual on the spot.
However, his rationality still barely restrained him from such ridiculous thoughts. After all, Cheng Rouer made such an ambiguous move because she wanted to give him medicine. If he really wanted to push her down, wouldn't it be a suspicion of taking advantage of others?
Soon, Zhang Qian's shirt was completely taken off by Cheng Rou'er, and the red and swollen marks on his back caused by being hit by the iron rod were clearly visible. Cheng Rou'er, who had a pretty red face, said a little embarrassedly, "Zhang Qian..."
It's not convenient to clean the injury on your back on the sofa, so why don't you just lie down on the bed and go to bed?"
On the bed? Zhang Qian glanced at Cheng Rouer awkwardly, but saw her delicate body sitting next to him. The hand holding the sterilized sanitary napkin was indeed a little inconvenient to wipe. He nodded helplessly with a forced smile, "Okay...
Then, you lead the way?"
"Oh, okay, okay..." Cheng Rouer stood up in a hurry and shyly. Perhaps because she stood too quickly, her center of gravity was not stable, and she sat back on the sofa. The elasticity of the sofa
It made her whole body tremble. Originally, this was nothing, but Zhang Qian was about to get up at this time, and at this time, his face was facing Cheng Rouer's chest!
The turbulent, full and firm peaks were shaking so close at hand. This strong visual impact made Zhang Qian almost stare straight in his eyes!
"Zhang Qian? You, why do you have a nosebleed? Did you hurt your nose in the fight just now?" Cheng Rouer didn't notice anything strange at all. When she stood up again, she found Zhang Qian beside her.
He actually shed two nosebleeds, and he couldn't help but worry, "How are you? Do you feel okay?"
Faced with Cheng Rouer's question, Zhang Qian couldn't help but shake his head. He was really in trouble and couldn't explain why his nose was injured. It was simply caused by being too angry!
In desperation, he had to take a few tissues from the coffee table and stuff his nostrils. Under Cheng Rouer's guidance, Zhang Qian walked with her into the master bedroom of the suite, which was the room where Cheng Rouer lived.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Qian was attracted by the luxurious decoration inside. He kept looking left and right, and finally focused on the big bed in the middle. Indeed, this bed is big enough, and not only is it big, it is also special.
The round bed is covered with a high-end duvet that matches gold and purple. Just looking at it makes you wonder how comfortable it is, let alone how good it feels to sleep on it.
Zhang Qian couldn't help but think evilly at this moment, what kind of enjoyment would it be if he could sleep on this bed with Cheng Rouer tonight?