They arranged her to wait here, and said that soon the man who exchanged the voucher would come to find her, and he would take the begging for the whole night to be with him and act as a flower protector.
A hint of coldness made Qianxun tighten involuntarily.
She has always been as timid as a mouse and has never done anything out of the ordinary. On weekdays, she believes in the principle of safety first. It is the first time in her life that she mustered up the courage to "live joy" so impulsively.
She regretted it a little, and came to find a man with Ye Scorpion's exchange coupon, which was not her style of doing things.
But the person has arrived and his clothes have been changed. It seems too late to regret it temporarily.
What kind of person would that be?
He is an employee of Ye Scorpio. He usually does a job of pleasing women. He is not the legendary Cowherd.
Although she had a relationship once and was not unfamiliar with men, it was purely a spiritual feeling, and even kisses fell on her forehead and cheeks.
Suddenly, she suddenly reached the height of looking for the cowherd to have fun. She couldn't help but press her heart again, blocking her violently beating heart and trying her best to make it beat slower.
Qianxun lowered her head, feeling lost, staring at her pink toes.
She knew clearly how nervous and scared she was in her heart at this moment.
When he wanted to escape, his sore and weak calf jumped out.
All the sounds from the outside were isolated by the door.
No matter how lively the "Love Night Scorpion" is tonight, it seems to have nothing to do with her.
A pair of leather shoes suddenly appeared in sight, the upper was clean and reflected dark light.
She didn't notice when he appeared.
A cold voice came over her head, "I am the man you want to exchange for."
Her face was flushed with embarrassment, and she subconsciously raised her eyes and looked over. She accidentally bumped into his cold eyes. She had rare blue and black eyes. She was too strong to see clearly what he looked like.
He looked down at him from a high point.
That strong sense of existence pressed her forgot to breathe. The invisible noble aura of the man made her stare at him as if she was obsessed with evil, forgot to look away.
Qianxun's neck soon became sore.
Taking this opportunity, she forced herself to lower her head, break free from the stranger's curse, and return to normal as soon as possible.
What she didn't expect was that he was suddenly born, pinched her jaw, raised it, and forced her to continue looking at him.
"You...you let me go?" She struggled uneasy, kicking his legs randomly, with great force, but he seemed to have no feeling, and he did not move at all.
Until he had seen enough and clearly, he withdrew his hand and retreated in panic until his back against the back of the chaise longue.
There is no way to retreat.
"Tonight, I am yours, a distinguished guest lady, what do you have to do?" He focused on her eyes, raised his thin lips, and raised a curve that was enough to fascinate people.
The smile cannot hide the faint sarcasm in my eyes.
Qianxun bit her lip and used too much force, and her pink lips showed a bit of blood and was enchanting and gorgeous.
Is he the cowherd prepared for her by the "Love Night Scorpion"?
After all, he doesn't seem to be in this industry.