Huo Linggang wants to say,

"Mr. L, you don't know if something happened to your wife!" Zhu Yaoyao immediately complained, "Today Wen Sirou plagiarized her works and used her connections to take the lead to explain. Ning Ning was caught off guard by killing her. The judges unanimously attacked her for plagiarism. Now the whole city is reporting her plagiarism. She didn't cry and swollen eyes are already very good. You are still making things difficult for her. Tell me, are you right?"

In the last sentence, of course she was very quiet...

When the man heard this, his face was slightly stunned.

Huo Ling pointed at the eye, "San Sister-in-law is heading towards the elevator."

He also added, "It's raining outside."

The man snatched Huo Ling's car key and quickly chased into the elevator with his long legs.

"Is it really raining outside?" Zhu Yaoyao asked Huo Ling worriedly.

“Speak nonsense.”

Zhu Yaoyao looked at the gentleman wearing glasses speechlessly, "Why are you more treacherous than me?"

"Male nature." He glanced at her, feeling evil.

"..." Zhu Yaoyao stood a little far away.

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Wen Ning walked out of Royal No. 1 and didn't know where to go. It started to rain late at night.

Pedestrians are in a hurry on the street, couples share umbrellas, or parents take their daughter to hide from the rain.

But she was alone, no longer a mother, and her father was a man who wanted her to die, as for the man...

Oh.

She squatted to the flower bed, took out her mobile phone to browse the news, and scolded her on the screen.

Today she failed, and the first Waterloo since her revenge. In fact, since she returned, no matter how cruel the Wen family was, she had never cried.

Now she wanted to cry because she looked down on her. She seemed to have some sustenance for him.

Maybe he saved her twice. She was walking on a desperate road, and he accidentally waved his hand and gave her a hint of warmth.

Once a person wants to rely on it, he is prone to weakness. Wen Ning sucked his nose and shook his head fiercely.

Crack-A sports car stopped.

Pedestrians on the street looked at each other, and a handsome man got off the sports car.

He was wearing a black shirt and trousers, and his rolled up shirt exposed his strong arms. A low-key watch showed his mysterious identity. His nobleness throughout the body made the girl exclaim.

The man walked to the flower bed and remembered the words of her best friend, and she was plotted against.

But he mocked her, and was still conceited by her lack of strength.

He was slightly breathing, and he stared at the little stray cat-like woman, his tone softened a little, "Don't you know it's raining?"

Wen Ning looked up, "Why are you here?"

She wanted to leave when she saw him.

Unexpectedly, the man quickly stepped forward and picked her up.

"What are you doing?" Wen Ning pushed him away angrily.

The girl watching the fun was envious.

Wen Ning was slapped by him, her face turned red, and she said annoyed, "Why are you here to catch me? I won't go with you."

"Isn't it okay for me to care about my child? Who makes it in your belly, not in other women's belly?" he asked coldly.

"..."Is this a rogue?

Wen Ning was taken back to Royal No. 1 by a man.

In the presidential suite, the housekeeper had already prepared a hot bath. Wen Ning was carried to the bathroom door by him. He put her down, looking disgusted, "Little marshmallow, no weight, wash yourself warm. If you dare to catch a cold, be careful I will beat you!"

She shivered from cold, glared at him and walked in immediately.

An assistant knocked on the door and gave him the ladies' suit he ordered to buy.

Wen Ning had washed it, but found that there was no clothes. She bit her lip and knocked on the door, "Hey... Where is my clothes?"

He seemed to be guarding outside the door, and opened a crack with his big hand, "It's my place."

Wen Ning was immediately angry like a rabbit, "Why are you standing so close? Are you peeping at me for a shower?"

The man pulled the crack open a little further, simply revealing his deep black eyes, and sneered, "Then guess how much did I see?"

"Ah!" Wen Ning wrapped her bath towel in shame and cursed, "l, you are such a hooligan."

He laughed lowly and immediately supported her, "Stand firmly!"

The man said harshly, "Who wants to see you? There is no anti-slip pad in the bathroom, what should I do if you fall my child?"

Well, Wen Ning lowered his head and glanced at him, then he remembered that every bathroom in his home had anti-slip pads, but there was indeed no in the hotel.

The charm of this bad man is reflected in the details that these women cannot resist at all.

A feeling of being taken care of was running around in her mind again, Wen Ningnu's lips, "Give me the clothes."

The man handed in.

She caught it, but his big hand held her little clothes and kept letting go.

Wen Ning pulled several times, and he looked at her beauty's little look in the bath, and her throat rolled gracefully, "Do you need help?"

"..." Wen Ning suddenly closed the door! He blushed and thought, he was really a veteran.

After putting on her clothes, she smelled the scent of ginger soup. The presidential suite was luxurious. The man stood tall in the kitchen. He rolled up his sleeves and was making soup.

Wen Ning lay on the door frame, looking at her apricot eyes wet.

Such a arrogant man with a bad temper can actually make soup?

Her heartbeat was a bit chaotic, so she quickly stopped looking at the house and turned to look at it.

When the man came out with the soup, he saw her scanning the house like an x-ray.

The soup bowl was placed in the chest of drawers in front of the bed. He approached her tall and sneered, "Why, have you found traces of a woman?"

"..." Wen Ning quickly turned around, squeezed his mouth and said sarcastically, "Even if there is a woman's silk scepter, will Mr. L destroy the body and trace anything else?"

He carried the little woman and put it on the bed, "I think you just need to clean up!"

Wen Ning touched the quilt with his hands and deliberately picked it up, "Is this bed clean?"

He was utterly angry to death.

Thin lips sneered, "It's not clean, you smell it in the middle of the bed, there's something else."

Wen Ning was lying silly and smelling it into the quilt, but except for his smell, the man's clean breath was filled with musk male, which made Wen Ning blush and there was no other smell.

She got up immediately, but unexpectedly he propped himself down from behind, leaned over to her ear and whispered, "You want to check, there is actually a more direct way."

"What?" the little woman was pure.

The man picked up her little hand and placed it on the leather buckle around his tight waist.

He didn't say that, but his deep eyes raised ambiguity, "How do you think you will check?"

Wen Ning saw her movements and suddenly blushed and pushed him away, feeling very upset, "l!"

"Aren't you suspicious?" The man curled his thin lips and suddenly had a cold face, and said in a muffled voice, "I lived here alone these days, and there was not a female fly. Why didn't you go home? Someone is making me angry!"

Wen Ning looked up and saw that his suite was indeed very clean, and strict and tidy, without a trace of feminine smell.

"You are insincere these days, what are you thinking about? Why do you think so when I go to find another woman?"

He pinched her jaw and tried to force it, proving that he was still angry about what happened that day.

Wen Ning pursed her lips and wanted to nod her head in aggrieved and stubborn manner, but she didn't dare.

Besides, do you really think so?

She was confused, her pink lips bit tightly.

"Speak!" The man was impatient.

They were too close to her, too fragrant and soft, this was still the bed, and her mind was always irresistible, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

Hearing his voice became a little hoarse, Wen Ning immediately sat farther away.

Unexpectedly, he picked her up and put her in his arms, reached out to get the ginger soup, "Drink it first, don't be cold."

Wen Ning frowned, "It's so spicy, I don't want to drink it."

There is a little coquettish like a little woman.

The man's eyes became a little deeper, his throat was itchy, and he threatened, "If you don't drink it, I'll feed it."
Chapter completed!