Don't turn on the lights, don't kiss necks, and don't touch bellies.
Ten minutes later, Su Qing heard some noise at the door and went to open it. The person who came was indeed a man, who was now turning his head to make a phone call: "Kelly, are you sure it's room 886 on the 23rd floor? The room card can't be opened."
"No need to confirm, it's here."
Su Ying pulled the man in, and since the lights were originally off inside the house, the dim light only allowed Su Ying to make out that the person was a young man.
"Don't turn on the light, don't kiss my neck, and don't touch my belly, I'm afraid of being tickled!"
Su Ying's voice was trembling slightly, and her tension and fear were audible.
But she didn't want to leave herself a way out.
Su Ying directly pounced on him, hooking her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips to his, kissing him wildly.
The man seemed to wake up from his surprise and struggled to break free from Su Qian's entanglement.
Su Ying didn't care, directly pressed the man onto the nearby sofa, and was about to tear off his clothes!
"Who are you?"
The man's low and pleasant voice floated over Su Qing's head.
He wasn't powerless to resist, but rather inexplicably curious and playful, wondering how this little woman had appeared in his room and was now manhandling him without explanation!
Su Ying's kiss was very clumsy, like a woodpecker pecking around randomly.
But the man who was pinned down on the sofa by her didn't seem to be cooperating, a calm and composed voice came out of his mouth: "If you continue like this, I think I'll call the police."
Su Ying was furious, she spent money to find a man and he still treated her like this, and even said he would call the police.
She suddenly became stubborn: "Sir, please have some professional integrity. Are you going to do it or not? If not, I want a refund."
The faint moonlight was imprinted on Su Qing's face, and the pale skin had a faint glow. Although there was no light, the man still recognized this face at a glance.
It's her...
She was like a lonely ghost back then, but now she's arrogant and proud, yet still exuding a fatal attraction all over her body, just like a flower that's about to bloom in the dark of night, its fragrance overwhelming.
The man's eyes deepened, his mouth hooked slightly, and he reached out to grab Su Qiang's shoulder, flipping her over and turning the tables.
The man looked down at Su Qian with a condescending gaze, calmly untying his tie: "This is what you asked for, don't regret it."
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P.S: Believe me, it's definitely not their first meeting~~
Babies collect them, and the big surprise is at the back~~~