Mu Qian was kissed by him and could easily taste the taste of lust.
Such passion\\desire was born because of her.
Huo Jinxi never hid this, nor did he bother to hide it, but she wanted more.
Mu Qian stretched out her hand to hook his neck, took the initiative to welcome him, and offered all her enthusiasm.
However, facing her enthusiasm, Huo Jinxi seemed to hesitate for a moment.
Mu Qian didn't know the reason for his hesitation, and she didn't want to give him a chance to hesitate, so she pushed him lightly on his abdomen and pushed him directly to sit on the sofa behind her, then sat on his lap and sat on his lap again.
Kissed him.
His shirt was already halfway unbuttoned, and the skin was touching each other, making it easier to spark sparks.
Mu Qian sat on top of him, seeming to have taken the initiative tonight.
However, at this moment, the landline phone in the room suddenly rang at an inappropriate time.
Huo Jinxi paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand to push her away.
However, Mu Qian still dominated him, her limbs were tightly wrapped around him and refused to let go.
The phone rang several times and then disconnected.
However, the next moment, Huo Jinxi's cell phone rang again.
This time, Huo Jinxi didn't give Mu Qian another chance. He pinched her chin and forced her to leave him. He took out his cell phone and answered the call.
Mu Qian didn't want a chance to get close, so her hands were not idle. After touching the waistband of his trousers, she directly pulled out his belt.
Huo Jinxi's hand holding her chin immediately came out and held down her groping hands.
As a result, Mu Qian kissed his chin again, her red lips moving back and forth, being intimate with him all the time.
The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what he said, but Huo Jinxi quickly replied: "I'll be right there."
Hearing these three words, Mu Qian couldn't help but be startled, and raised her eyes slightly to look at him, "Where are you going?"
Huo Jinxi didn't answer, hung up the phone, and was about to push her away and get up.
Mu Qian, however, kept clinging to him and looking at him eagerly, "Are you still leaving at this time?"
"Mu Qian." Huo Jinxi seemed to be helpless with her, and said in a deep voice, "I told you that I'm not here for you."
Hearing these words, Mu Qian suddenly froze and let go of Huo Jinxi's hands and feet.
Huo Jinxi pushed her away and stood up, choosing another shirt and suit to put on.
Mu Qian sat on the sofa, hugging her knees quietly and watching him change clothes.
Seeing him put on his pants, shirt, tie, and finally put on his coat and adjust his cuffs, Mu Qian finally said slowly: "So you really didn't come here for me..."
She tilted her head slightly and looked at him, her brows still vaguely strange, but with a hint of sadness as she stared at him quietly.
Her eyes were too clear, and the sadness was too obvious, as if they would break if touched.
Such a look had appeared on Mu Qian before, but not on Mu Qian now.
Huo Jinxi didn't know that this was another way of thinking for her, so he just looked at her quietly.
"I'm being sentimental again." Mu Qian said, "I originally thought that we had slept together a few times, and Mr. Huo would still be possessive of my body even if he didn't have me in his heart... But it turns out that
No...so it doesn't matter if I go out with Rong Juan, even if I sleep on the same bed with him, it still doesn't matter, right?"
Speaking of this, she suddenly smiled, but that smile was extremely light and had nothing to do with her charming style.
Beautiful, but fragile.
"But now, we all know that Rong Juan's thoughts are not on me at all, so you see, I lost so completely that I didn't even have room to retain my dignity." She stood up slowly and walked to him, but
Still smiling lightly: "My heart is as strong as iron, you really don't feel sorry for me at all..."
After saying these words, she suddenly turned around, zipped up the back of her skirt, and left the presidential suite without looking back.
Huo Jinxi watched her back disappear at the door quietly. For a moment, a certain part of his heart seemed to twitch.
She said that he has a heart as strong as iron.
These four words echoed in his mind repeatedly for a while, and he couldn't get rid of them.
Some plots are part of a drama even though they know it is a drama?
…
At 10:30 at night, when Rong Juan found Mu Qian on the beach, she was wearing a fiery red gauze skirt, dancing, singing, drinking and eating meat with a group of foreign tourists, and it was very lively.
Upon seeing him outside the crowd, Mu Qian waved to him cheerfully, and it took a while before she got out of the group of enthusiastic tourists.
"I've been looking for you for a long time." Rong Juan said, "I almost thought you were angry with me and flew back first."
"Do you still know that you are sorry for me?" Mu Qian came closer to him, took a light sniff, and laughed, "Hermes, Nile Garden, well, the temperament of this perfume is very suitable for your ex-wife."
After hearing this, Rong Juan was slightly startled at first, and after looking at her for a moment, he gradually started to laugh.
Mu Qian glanced at him and turned towards the direction of the hotel, "You are satisfied, leaving me alone here to be blown by the cold wind."
Rong Juan really didn't expect Mu Qian to play with a group of foreigners on the beach. In fact, after he came out of Qiao's only room, he couldn't call Mu Qian. He first went to her room and knocked on the door, and then went to Huo Huo.
Jin Xi knocked on the door in his room, but there was no answer in both rooms.
"Qianqian, I'm sorry." Rong Juan suddenly said solemnly.
Mu Qian turned to look at him and said, "Buy me a drink."
She looked really free and easy, and Rong Juan quickly laughed and said, "Okay."
Sitting in the bar and holding a glass of wine, Mu Qian's gossipy nature was immediately revealed, "Would you like to tell me a story about you and her?"
Rong Juan pondered for a long time before he smiled bitterly, "For a moment, I really don't know where to start..."
Mu Qian shrugged, "I have plenty of time anyway."
After hearing this, Rong Juan couldn't help but glance at her, and there was something in his words, "I originally thought you would be very busy tonight."
"That's what I originally thought." Mu Qian took the initiative to clink glasses with him and laughed out loud.
…
The two of them stayed in the bar until two o'clock in the morning. When the bustle was approaching, Mu Qian finally got up and left reluctantly.
Who would have thought that as soon as I walked into the hotel lobby, a person walked up to me, and it turned out to be Qi Yuan.
"Miss Mu." Qi Yuan looked at her, "Mr. Huo is waiting for you in the room."
Mu Qian rubbed her ears, as if she didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"
"Mr. Huo is waiting for you in the room." Qi Yuan then repeated the change in a serious manner.
Mu Qian turned to look at Rong Juan, "Isn't it disrespectful to me to say this to you in front of you?"
After hearing this, Rong Juan just covered his lips and coughed, without expressing his position.
Mu Qian then turned to look at Qi Yuan, "Is this what he asked you to convey to me? Then help me convey something to him."
"What?" Qi Yuan frowned, seeming to realize something.
Sure enough, the next moment, Mu Qian raised her middle finger at him.