"Who is your baby!" he said angrily, his face full of anger.

Ning Xi was really unaware of it. Isn’t the face in front of her her Ning baby?

She grinned and chuckled slightly, and she developed a few silly strands of silly, and she held his jaw and leaned over: "Isn't it you? Don't move, let me kiss you. If you don't see you for a day, I miss you so much..."

Bar!

A lip mark fell deeply on Zhan Hanjue's chin.

Ning Xi was completely unruly relatives, which made a group of black lines appear on Zhan Hanjue's forehead, and the blue veins bulge.

"Don't move around, otherwise don't blame me for throwing you down!"

...

Zhan Hanjue took Ning Xi to the hotel opposite, took out a bank card domineeringly, and took a photo on the cold desktop at the front desk: "Check a room, one."

The front desk service girl heard the sound and looked up at Zhan Hanjue, showing her obsessive eyes.

Oh my God, what a handsome man.

He has an extraordinary temperament, even more handsome than those popular young and handsome guys.

Zhan Hanjue rarely appears in public, and once he appears, he will inevitably be regarded as a fantasy object.

Obviously, this is the scene at this moment...

He frowned and aggravated his tone, reiterated: "I said I'll book a room."

"Okay, sir!" The service girl suddenly came to her senses and showed her most decent and gentle smile: "How many floors do you need? The remaining floors we have tonight include the 14th floor, the 17th floor and the 23rd floor..."

“23rd floor.”

"Okay, then, which direction do you need to go? We have east and south..."

“Facing south.”

Zhan Hanjue was already very impatient.

But the service girl is in a state of turmoil, and the sound is also very nice and magnetic, which is even better than a star concert.

The smile she squeezed out was a little more ambiguous, she deliberately ignored the drunk Ning Xi and squeezed at him: "Okay, sir, do you need special clothes..."

"You say one more thing, I'll let you leave here now."

Service girl: "..." I was disillusioned, this man is so cold.

...

When Zhan Hanjue carried Ning Xi to the presidential suite on the 23rd floor, she was already confused and could not tell the difference between the east, south, west and north.

The slender and slender eyelashes kept shaking. When Zhan Hanjue carried her to the big bed to rest, she suddenly had no idea where she got the strength. She carried Zhan Hanjue's neckline and turned over and pressed him on the bed.

On the white and plain bed, his black suit looked more and more eye-catching.

She sat on him, her long hair was messy and scattered on her shoulders, her eyebrows and eyes were full of charm, and her index finger gently raised Zhan Han Jue's jaw: "You, you look like my baby!"

"..." Zhan Hanjue's voice suddenly became cold several times: "Ningxi, come down!"

"I don't! My baby can sing and coax me, you want to sing, you want to coax me..."

Ning Xi's pair of lively eyes were stained with gray mist, but he deliberately ordered in a rough voice.

Zhan Hanjue was surrounded by danger: "I will say it last time, Ning Xi, come down."

"What's the most evil? Don't think that you look like my baby, I'll be afraid of you? Humph." Ning Xi was even more arrogant than him, pouting her bright red lips, and she murmured something and started to poke his chest.

"Why do you feel so hot? Are you hot? Well, why are your chest muscles hard..."

While she threw away her coat and breathed heavily, she poked his chest with her green onion fingertips, only poking her muscles.
Chapter completed!