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Chapter 3 Don't Ask Who I Am

Brake hard!
The man was silent for a moment, and then looked at her, "In the middle of the night, hitchhiking on the road in the middle of the mountain, you are hard enough!"

"Yes," Qingge said provocatively in a light tone, "Do you want to go?"

He turned on the headlights, and she couldn't hide under the lights. He raised her chin ambiguously to see, "What's your figure? I'm very picky about women."

Song Qingge had to admit that although his face was a little cold, he looked good.She unbuttoned her coat, and the small suspender skirt with deep V neck, "36D, are you satisfied?"

The car stopped at the big hotel at the foot of the mountain, and she followed him into the room.

"Go soak for a while," he pushed open the bathroom door, and said indifferently, "I don't want to hug a piece of ice."

The bathtub in the suite is very large, like a mini swimming pool, lying in it, warm and comfortable.

The water mist blurred Song Qingge's eyes. She lay on the side of the bathtub, looking out of the floor-to-ceiling window of the bathroom. The highest lights in the middle of the mountain must belong to Luo Shichen's family.

The water level in the bathtub rose, and before she recovered, the man had already come up from his arms, lowered his head and kissed her neck, his hands were not idle, and his low voice was seductively sexy, "No Wrong, 36D."

Never been so intimate with a man before, Song Qingge trembled slightly, trying to push him away.

But he bit her earlobe thinly, making her unable to resist, "What's your name?"

In the villa in the middle of the mountain, Luo Shichen should have hugged Dong Congshan several times, she turned around and hugged him, "Don't ask who I am." There was nothing she could do to save Mrs. Song, but her own body , she has the right to make decisions, and at this moment, what she needs is the tenderness before the storm.

She kissed him, but unexpectedly, he turned his back on him, and the kiss made her dizzy. She only heard his contemptuous voice, "Women who take the initiative to send to the door are very cheap."

His movements were not gentle at all, even a little ruthless.But she has already ignored it, the bathtub, hot water, and him have created a very warm atmosphere for her. The honest reaction of the body can't deceive anyone. As long as she can relax, whoever he is?She snapped back, "Didn't I say there would be a fee?"

"You don't even ask, who am I?" He bit her neck.

It was very itchy, she chuckled, "Is it important?" There was mist under his eyes, and his face was a little blurry, but he was very good-looking.Yes, as long as it makes her happy, it doesn't matter who she is.

The temperature rises.

Ambiguous, upgrade.

He hugged her, his cold eyes softened instantly, "If you don't want to, stop here."

Song Qingge pursed her lips, and mocked lightly: "It's all like this, do you think you can still be Liu Xiahui?" After finishing speaking, he teased, "Or... you can't do it at all?"

She just wants to find a man to spend the night. This night, she can temporarily forget herself, forget her troubles, and have a short-term happiness.

"I can't?" His eyes were burning with plunder.

She thought, this man must have experienced many battles and is a master flirt.That's fine, she won't have too much pain.

But what happened next was so painful that Song Qingge's eyebrows frowned.

"Where?" He frowned.

She hugged him tightly, and said lightly, "It's not long ago."

He didn't feel sorry for Xiangxiang and Yuyu anymore.

In fact, he didn't need to be sympathetic, after all, they were just strangers, and tonight was just a chance meeting.

In the bathtub, a faint redness melted into the water and disappeared.

Eat clean!

It is undeniable that he has a lot of experience. Apart from the initial discomfort, she was very happy in the later process.
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Perhaps it was because she was burdened with too many burdens, even though the joy exhausted her, she still slept lightly.She woke up when the window was dimly lit.

Song Qingge's body seemed to be crushed by a wheel, it fell apart, unable to move, and the pain somewhere reminded her of the happiness of last night.

Her chaotic thoughts came to her senses, and the man beside her was sleeping soundly. At this moment, his face was less cold and more peaceful, like a child, not as predatory as last night at all.

She struggled to get up, found her clothes, and put them on one by one. Her body was sore, sore and tired. She was too presumptuous last night, and she ended up greedy.

Her high heels stepped on the carpet without a sound, and she didn't even look back at him when she left the room.

Now it's daybreak, and each goes his own way.

What happened last night is like a dream, it will eventually disappear, and she will not remember it.

After five o'clock in the morning, the light rain was still falling thinly, and the sky was still gray. It seemed that it was still far away from dawn. There was a taxi parked outside the hotel. To face the coming storm.

Yes, it was a storm, the Song family went bankrupt, and she was in huge debts.

But she, with her frail body, was helpless.

But she still has to face it, doesn't she?
(End of this chapter)