The simple movement made Ke Yihan even more unhappy. He moved hard and said sarcastically: "Last night was not enough for you. It seems that his bed and husband is just like that."
"Only, only you." Yan Mengzhen grabbed the sheet and repeated this sentence. At this time, she could not explain the complete sentence clearly.
"What's the only one?" Ke Yihan asked.
Yan Mengzhen caught the sheet and said painfully: "Only you, you have always been the only one. Qi Zongxiao didn't touch me, no."
"Do you think I'm a fool? How did the kiss marks come from without you?" Ke Yihan hated people who lie the most, especially women who lie in bed.
"After he did it, he fell asleep. I was alone for one night, and I was the only one, and I have always been like this." Yan Mengzhen moaned.
Ke Yihan looked at Yan Mengzhen's cheek, pinched her bee and asked in a low voice, "You didn't lie to me."
"I swear." Yan Mengzhen said with red lips. He tried too hard, and she was really in pain.
"But there shouldn't be this kiss. The mark shouldn't be." After Ke Yihan finished speaking, he completely occupied Yan Mengzhen. Yes, even if he didn't have a relationship with Qi Zongxiao, he felt unhappy with the kiss mark.
He had no other way except to ask for it like this crazy. He went deeper again and again, and she endured it again and again. In the end, she was extremely uncomfortable. Her fingertips fell behind Ke Yihan's back and became blood-formed.
The charming and charming room is particularly entangled.
Inside the hotel.
Qi Zongxiao rubbed his temples. He drank too much last night and his head was still a little painful. He rubbed his temples hard, took his clothes and looked around.
How could he come here? Where is this? He thought hard, and Yan Meng was really looking through his mind, but he couldn't remember the specific process. It was probably because he was drunk, and the woman took him here to rest.
I shook my head, and didn't think about it anymore.
He got up, left quickly, walked into the elevator, and the people inside looked at him and took a few steps back instinctively, especially the lady, who was puzzled. If women had come before, what would be the situation today?
?
The elevator opened and walked out, and the people behind him were whispering. He didn't understand what was going on. He called his assistant, so he waited at the door.
Everyone who walked along the way was whispering, and the look was wrong. He lowered his head and looked at his clothes. There was nothing wrong?
The car stopped, and the assistant came over and looked at Qi Zongxiao, stunned for a moment, his expression was too obvious.
"What's wrong? Do I have words on my face? Why do you look at me like this?" Qi Zongxiao said unhappily.
Along the way, I have seen enough of this look.
The assistant took out a mirror helplessly and handed it to Qi Zongxiao. He took the mirror and looked inside the mirror. Who did it? He actually wrote the word "Perverb" on his forehead. The most fatal thing was that he wrote it on his cheek.
Let's go: Lady away.
He then walked all the way after realizing it. No wonder everyone's eyes were like this. He quickly walked towards the car, and the assistant hurriedly said, "President, you have words behind you."
Qi Zongxiao sat in the car with a funny look and said directly: "Let me see, what other words are there?"
The assistant was about to speak, but Qi Zongxiao directly stopped him and said, "I'll see it myself."