The Baby is Charming, the President Circles the Love

  006 Rest assured, it will be paid back! The result of the "temptation" of the shirt is that you have to find a coat to put on.

   But, where should I look for a coat?

   His wardrobe, she also looked at it just now, except for the shirt or the shirt, there is no trace of the coat at all. In my impression, this man is very particular about dressing. He used to have two exclusive cloakrooms at home, but now...

   Even if it is a business trip to C city, the luggage is not so simple, right?

   is really not like him!

  Song Qianying secretly slandered, in fact, how could she know that in this presidential suite, in addition to this symbolic wardrobe, there is really a cloakroom?

   Just as she was depressed, her slightly squinted eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the dark gray suit lying casually on the sofa, and her dark eyes instantly lit up.

   When the man returned to the room, the figure of a certain little woman was nowhere to be seen. Of course, at the same time, there was also the suit he had just worn last night, which was made by a famous Italian teacher.

   "I borrowed the clothes, don't worry, I will return them!"

   Looking at the graceful handwriting on the sticky note, Huo Junyao narrowed his eyes slightly, and casually pressed a number on his mobile phone...

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   The place where Song Qianying rented was not too far from the hotel, it only took ten minutes by bus, but because she had no money, she had to trot all the way back, which took more than forty minutes.

   After entering the house, she hurriedly locked the door, then picked up a set of casual clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Being tossed around by that wolf-like man all night, there was hardly any part of his body that was not painful, and when he just woke up, he experienced such an "unforgettable" reunion. At this time, Song Qianying, only Feeling extremely tired physically and mentally, even breathing seems to be so laborious.

   Standing in front of the mirror, she couldn't help looking at herself.

In all honesty, Song Qianying is not petite, with a standard height of 1.67 meters, no matter where she goes, she can see it on the hanger, but the man's dark gray suit is put on her, but there is a kind of child stealing adult clothes. Clothes illusion.

  Hey, no wonder people looked at themselves so strangely on the road just now. If it were her, if she saw a woman wearing a man's suit dangling on the street on a hot day, she would probably take a few more glances.

   After taking off his clothes, for fear of soiling his precious suits and shirts, she had to find a clean bag and pack it carefully before turning on the shower and taking a shower.

   The bruises on his body have not faded yet, and the scenes of passion in his mind strike again irresistibly...

  Hey, Song Qianying, stop thinking about it!

She patted her cheeks with cold water in annoyance, trying to get rid of those blushing and heart-pounding clips, but unfortunately, she couldn't get rid of them no matter how much she tried to shake them off. , leaving an indelible mark...

   This bath took a long time, until she sneezed twice in a row, then she regained her senses, hurriedly dried her body, put on her clothes, and left the bathroom.

   Hanging up the "borrowed" clothes one by one, Song Qianying caressed the fabric with excellent texture, her eyes like autumn water unconsciously filled with a hint of loneliness and worry.

   Seeing the note she left, Huo Junyao... He should be angry, right?

Given how much he hated himself, he might still be held accountable, but at that juncture, she really couldn't care less, so she had no choice but to leave a note. It's impossible to really own it.

  Song Qianying took a deep breath, her tender little face couldn't help sticking to the dark gray suit, and between the nostrils, it seemed that he could still feel the faint smell of tobacco that was exclusive to him.

   She has always been disgusted by men smoking, but she doesn't seem to dislike his taste. Perhaps, this is what people say, love the house and Wu?

  Yeah, she loved him since she was eighteen years old, but why did he, the man engraved in her heart, hurt her so deeply...

   I suddenly had some acid reflux in my stomach, and it started to hurt a little bit. Oops, is the contraceptive allergy starting to flare up? Woohoo, she doesn't want to go to the hospital, what should I do?

   Just as she was clutching her heart and gasping for breath, there was a sudden knock on the door.

   On weekdays, almost no one knocks on her door. Oops, shouldn’t it be…

  Thinking of a certain possibility, Song Qianying's whole face collapsed instantly.