After staring at the woman on the ground with a gloomy expression for a long time, Zuo Zimo finally bent down and picked her up from the floor.
In order to attend today's annual meeting, he specially booked a suite in this hotel for rest. He originally planned to put the woman down and leave, but he didn't expect that the woman actually got drunk and started dragging him along, making a noise.
I want to sleep with him.
What's even more incredible, or what even he himself can't understand, is that he actually stayed.
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Bright sunshine shone in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the entire room was bathed in golden warmth. Xiang Yuan slowly opened her eyes, and was suddenly faced with a completely unfamiliar environment.
In order to match her outfit last night, at Wen Nuan's strong request, she specially changed into a pair of contact lenses. After a night, she didn't know where she was at this moment!
Blinking, his eyes moved from the ceiling above his head to the alarm clock on the bedside. When he looked closer, he let out an earth-shattering scream. He jumped up from the bed and sat up like a reflex, and lifted the quilt.
Barefooted, he rushed into the bathroom next door in a panic, muttering: "Oh no, no, no, we're going to be late!"
When I jumped off the bed, I seemed to catch something from the corner of my eye, but I didn't pay much attention to it. After a few minutes, I poked my head out of the bathroom again, looked at the other side of the big bed with a confused expression.
Zuo Zimo said: "Excuse me, who are you?"
Zuo Zimo was half-leaning on the bedside, wearing only a bathrobe. He seemed to have been awake for a long time. He put his right hand on his left hand and held a cigarette between his middle and index fingers. Most of the cigarette had been burned, and his face was
His expression looked a little profound in the smoke. He stared quietly in the direction of Ziyuan, and after a while, he raised his eyebrows coldly and said, "I thought you didn't care about this issue?"
In fact, he had been sitting there in that position for a long time. He also admitted that he was too bored. He was so bored that he deliberately waited for the woman to wake up so that he could observe her reaction.
But the result was far beyond my expectation!
Although there was screaming and panic, it was not the same thing at all.
"Well?"
Hearing this, Xiang Ziyuan couldn't help but blinked in confusion. First he looked at Zuo Zimo in confusion, then he frowned in annoyance, with a sad face, and looked very anxious and said: "Well, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to.
Relationship. I'm going to be late for work. Could you please help me find a set of clean clothes? I can't wear the dress I'm wearing to work. Please, please, I'll give you the money!"
Looking at the little dress she wore yesterday, Xiang Ziyuan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. All she could think about was the cruel fact that if she was five minutes late, her bonus would be deducted!
"Don't you have anything else to ask?"
Zuo Zimo frowned slightly, looked at the other party with a cold expression.
This woman was drunk last night and woke up in a strange room in the morning, or to be precise, in a strange man's bed, and she didn't care about her innocence at all.
On the contrary, I only care about trivial things like being late for work.
Does she still have any awareness in this regard? Should she be said to be too bold or too slow for such reflexes?