Chapter 57

Hu Juan originally wanted to explain a few more words, saying that the task was given to her by Secretary su. He also said that the reason why he knew the room number was from the receptionist

However, these words were blocked in Hu Juan's throat.

A puff of wine came.

Movaya suddenly leaned over and held her tightly.

She heard his whisper in a low voice. She was lost and melancholy. She was as confused as a child who had just entered the world, "Suri."

Yes, Suri.

Hu Juan heard the name.

She stayed where she was, trying to push away, but she couldn't give up. The feeling of being held by mofanya is very different from that of previous men. It was a very quiet and pure feeling.

There is no heart, no desire to shame.

Even the strong smell of wine on his body is very pleasant, because it comes from him, it will feel extremely fresh.

Hu Juan is silent, silent to replace another woman's position.

"I really hate you." His face was buried on her shoulder. This sentence was like a angry child, but in Hu Juan's opinion, it moved people more than any emotion words.

She was suddenly in love with the man.

Although I don't know what happened between Mr. Mo and Su Rui, how many high-quality men and women want? They are too busy hunting for Yan and have no time. How many people are willing to do everything for others?

"You don't like me?" Hu Juan took a word out of her mind.

The arm around her was inexplicably tight.

Murfanya's dull voice, sad as the street after the rain.

"I like you."

He whispered.

"I like you."

I don't know when, I don't know where, he likes her, in the case of his own don't know, in the night after waking up, may forget in the bottom of my heart. He likes her.

Mofanya, like Suri.

However, he refused to admit it.

Hu Juan is in the same place. Then, she begins to jealousy Suri crazily. She has never envied her like this.

"Since we like each other..." She burst into a smile and pressed her hand on mofanya's shoulder

Mo Fanya is still in a daze. Hu Juan has already flashed into the room and pushed him to the big sofa in the living room. The clothes in her hands have already meandered all over the floor, except the clothes she brought, her own, jacket, skirt, stockings, high heels, underwear, lace pants One by one, they fell on the ground.

Mo Fanya just instinctively cooperated with her actions, vaguely felt that something was wrong, but the body had already made the first choice.

It is so eager for the vision in front of it. In front of the face, sometimes clear, sometimes fuzzy, it can be plain, heavy makeup, can be stubborn, forbearing, cynical, publicity, confused.

Hu Juan was surprised to find that, in fact, Mo Fanya is very green and astringent.

Although he is usually cold and cool, in this respect, he is just like a little boy who is not familiar with the world. He even doesn't know how to please a woman. Even his touching action is clumsy and astringent. However, he shows the sincerity that can't be seen in other men. Even if he has no skills, such sincerity is enough for her to move 。

Beautiful appearance, noble temperament, real desire. ——He doesn't need other skills any more. Such existence is already the most lethal stimulant for women.

Hu Juan is really jealous of Suri. She will be mad with jealousy.

That madness, let her more actively cater to movanya. She's not Suri who doesn't know much about anything. She knows how to please men. She could make movanya inseparable from her, at least physically.

She teased all his desires, which were on the verge of collapse.

Such a once-in-a-lifetime party, even if it was just a stand in, was her luck!

But Hu Juan is definitely a woman who will seize the opportunity.

The rest has nothing to do with emotion. It returns to the original impulse. Nothing to do with anything.

The clouds stopped and the rain stopped.

Mo Fanya was trapped in the sofa. After the frenzy, he was the most thoroughly lonely.

Hu Juan sat naked beside the sofa, looking at the sleeping mofanya and his beautiful and childish lips.

She was inexplicably soft and suddenly wanted to kiss him.

However, lowering his head, he found that mofanya was talking in his sleep.

"No, you're not her..." Like the murmur like a dream, but like a head of cold water, toward Hu Juan head-on cover.

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after Lele fell asleep, Su Rui got up lightly.

Mother has also returned to her ward to sleep, the whole hospital is surprisingly quiet.

The lights are bright all night, but they can't solve the death of the hospital.Suri doesn't want to sleep. She goes to the boiling water room and prepares to pour herself a cup of tea. As she passes through the corridor, she opens the window and pokes out.

Si Guanqun's car is still downstairs.

Quiet and patient.

Suri doesn't want to go down, but can't go down. Once she goes down, she will let herself depend on that person. From material, to spiritual, all depend on him.

It's hard to go against the current, but it's too easy to go with the flow.

Suri takes back her eyes and still walks to the tea room. Holding a cup of hot tea, Suri leans against the corridor to let the night wind blow the smell of the potion out of the open window.

Another hour later, it's more than four o'clock in the morning.

There are street vendors who buy breakfast, already pushing tricycles, began to put some simple dining tools.

Suri only took a sip of the water in her hand.

She finally put the cup down, then turned and walked downstairs.

Let's meet him.

Suri thought.

Meet him and tell him to stop waiting like a fool.

His behavior, will let her misunderstand, will let her think that, in fact, this man loves himself.

But in fact, what he needs is just a love person. One of many lovers.

It's also a relationship she's determined she can't commit to.

For myself, but also for pleasure.

Suri walked very fast. The corridor and the elevator were empty.

When she ran to the black car, she was a little out of breath. She bent down and knocked on the window.

The driver quickly got out of the car, walked over and helped Suri open the door.

Su Rui was thinking about why Si Guanqun didn't open the car door by himself. The driver next to him had taken the lead in explaining: "Mr. Si just fell asleep."

After Suri went up, he didn't fall asleep immediately. Leaving the meeting in a hurry, there are many things to deal with. Even if Anya is very capable, she can't solve all the problems alone.

So, Si Guanqun just finished.

Of course, he didn't say a word to Suri about work. So, in Suri's opinion, Si Guanqun is free.

"Miss Su, go in. Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom The driver has been waiting for so long, but he can't leave the boss alone. It's easy to wait until Su Rui comes. Of course, he has to take the opportunity to solve the problem.

Suri nods.

She originally wanted to say a word or two to Si Guanqun and then go up, but now she is afraid to wait for the driver to come back.

Well, she couldn't say a word.

After waiting for the driver to leave, Su Rui also got into the car. There was a very wide space inside, and the two sofas were very far away. Si Guanqun was lying on one of the sofas with his legs down casually. His suit coat had already been taken off. At this time, he was half lying on his body and was about to slide down.

Suri moves lightly and sits carefully opposite him. She lowered her head slightly and carefully examined the man in front of her.

Even if they have done intimate action, even if the dispute between them has been so deep, the person in front of her is still strange to her. She looked at his thick and light eyebrows, his closed eyes, his clear eyelashes, the smooth outline of his face. Straight nose. A slightly serious lip.

Such a three-dimensional and handsome face has a feeling of Middle Eastern blood, but it is not obvious. It is like the finishing touch in a good work, freehand and hidden. The eye socket also appears to be slightly depressed, casting a small shadow on the alar of the nose. The dark circles under the eyes are also obvious, looking tired and quiet.

Su Rui can hardly believe that the man in front of her who sleeps without any defense is the figure in Li AI's mouth who is famous in the Chinese circle.

After all, the sleeping position of half lying in the car was uncomfortable, maybe a little uncomfortable. Si Guanqun turned over a little, and the clothes on his shoulders finally followed his action and slid to the ground.

Suri almost subconsciously bends down to pick up the clothes and cover them for him.

She often covers the quilts for Lele. When Lele was a child, she was not honest at all. She kicked the quilt to bed in the middle of the night. Mother Su was old, and she slept very well at night and was not easy to wake up. Every time it was Suri who ran to cover it for him.

This also developed Suri's habit of getting up at night. She always wakes up three or four times a night, and then goes back to sleep when she is sure she has nothing to do.

As her hands passed through his clothes quite naturally, Si Guanqun woke up.

He sleeps light. A little wind and grass will wake him up.

With her eyes open, Suri with her coat is close at hand.

Her hand was still on his shoulder, while the man squatted beside him. Her long soft hair hung down along with her bow, covering the pale face, which made people feel pity.

"Suri." He whispered her name.

Suri realized that his eyes were open, and his deep eyes reflected her shadow, as if to absorb her whole person and soul.She flicked away like an electric shock. "Sorry to wake you up." However, it may be that she bounced off so fast that her back hit the sofa on the other side, which made her want to bare her teeth.

Si Guanqun quickly reached out to hold her, first looked at her anxiously, and then couldn't help laughing.

The very casual and clean smile almost makes Suri doubt her eyes.

Is this man in front of him really that Si Guanqun?

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