Leng Zirui walked over, locked the door, hung up the door chain, and returned to the bedroom.
On the bed, Xu Xia curled up and was still sleeping soundly.
Walking to her side, Leng Zirui lifted up the quilt and lay down beside her, raised his hand to hold her in his arms, and stroked her hair lovingly.
I will send her away tomorrow, so let’s enjoy the warmth of my wife tonight!
Noticing her hands, Leng Zirui reached out to untie the tie in her hands, but after thinking about it, he felt it was inappropriate.
If this girl does something impulsively again, the gain will outweigh the loss.
After weighing the pros and cons, Leng Zirui decided to tie her up for one night first.
He untied the tie, tied one end to her right hand, passed it through the bedpost, and then took the other end to tie her left hand. He carefully tied two knots.
This knot is very strong, difficult to untie, and will not get tighter.
This way she can't untie it and it won't hurt.
After tying Xu Xia's arms, Leng Zirui slept next to her, stretched out his arms to hug her body, buried his face in her hair, kissed her hair, then hugged her tightly and closed his eyes.
On the eyes.
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In a villa in the north of Rome, although it was late at night, the lights were still on in the study on the second floor.
In front of the computer, Shangguan Feng is drawing the first draft of a building.
This building is designed for a company in Beijing. When completed in the future, it will become a landmark building.
The other party hopes to show the elegance and beauty of the Oriental style, and at the same time make people feel that this is a fashionable building.
Such a request is really difficult.
After all, the gap between China and the West is that one is restrained beauty, and the other is modern wild beauty. How to combine the two kinds of beauty in architecture is definitely a problem, even for Shangguan Feng.
In the paper basket next to the desk, there is already half a basket of discarded manuscripts.
Looking at the sketch drawn in front of him, Shangguan Feng shook his head again.
"No, that's not the case!"
Putting down the pencil in his hand, he leaned back on the chair with some annoyance and glanced at the mobile phone on the table.
It’s been so long and there’s still no news?!
He was also very worried after seeing Xu Xia being taken away by Ah Jiu and others. He has been investigating Xu Xia's whereabouts. There has been no progress for so long, so Shangguan Feng is inevitably worried.
Although it was his first acquaintance with Xu Xia, he had actually been exposed to her music for a long time.
He likes her music. In her music, there is both Eastern delicacy and euphemism, as well as Western grandeur and fanaticism. He still remembers that three years ago, when he was struggling because he had no inspiration for a design, he happened to see a piece of music on the streets of New York.
A short MV, it was that short MV that inspired him. Later, he found out that the singer was not an Asian-American singer, but a Chinese singer through and through. Her name was Xu Xia.
This time when he returned to Rome for vacation, Shangguan Feng was very surprised to meet this singer who had had a great influence on him, but what happened next was not so wonderful.
Thinking of seeing Xu Xiashi in the hotel that day, Shangguan Feng, who had always been calm, couldn't help but feel more and more impetuous.
On the table, the mobile phone suddenly rang.
Shangguan Feng hurriedly straightened up, grabbed the phone, and answered the call without looking at it.
"Hello?"
"Mr. Shangguan, the person you are looking for has been found."
Shangguan Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, "Where is she?"
