101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

All the things in the office fell to the ground, and Qin Shou, who had just walked in, glanced at his gloomy profile.

"Call Qin Cao and Chang Mian."

After receiving the order, Qin Shou turned around sharply, rushed out quickly, pushed Qin Cao in for a while, and stood at the door, refusing to step in.

Qin Cao looked at the silent man.

"Grandpa, are you looking for me?"

"Look up a number for me." Fu Hong reported a series of numbers, which were unfamiliar numbers that just sent an MMS: "Tell me the exact location."

Chang Mian walked in from the outside in a hurry: "Prince, I found it. It is in Norway. I will give you an accurate answer within 24 hours of the exact location."

Fu Hong took his coat and strode towards the office door.

"Standby, go to Norway now."

"Hey, don't worry, prince..." Chang Mian slammed on the brakes to catch up, and patted Qin Shou on the back as he passed by: "Help me look at some clothes."

Then in less than half an hour, a plane galloped towards Northern Europe.

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Late at night, Zi Yang sat alone on the balcony.

Suddenly a tall figure enveloped her, Dong Zhuo said nothing, and with his strong arms, he pulled her into his arms.

"Go to sleep."

"Let go, I can go by myself."

She tried her best to avoid the familiar and strong breath on his body.The silent man in front of her, as long as she approached slightly, her whole body would tremble uncontrollably.

The wait in the bedroom was not turned on.

In the darkness, Dong Zhuo hugged her tightly, with the sound of each other's breathing next to his ears.

"You let me go."

"Still so willful." Dong Zhuo put her on the bed, and handed the milk he made himself to her mouth: "Drink it."

No sugar added, the temperature is just right, it's her taste.

Holding the milk cup, Zi Yang gulped down a whole cup of milk. In the darkness, she could clearly feel that those familiar black eyes were staring at her for a moment.

He raised his hand, touched the delicate skin on her face, felt her body, and flinched.

Zi Yang hurriedly retreated, but Dong Zhuo easily pressed her on the bed, not allowing her to leave the stage at all.

"Brother Zhuo, I don't want to sleep with you."

At this time, a sudden ringtone rang, Dong Zhuo answered the phone, put the phone aside, and then he pulled her into his arms and trapped her in his arms: "Don't sleep with me, who do you want to sleep with?" Sleep, that man Fu Hong? Is he better than me?"

Zi Yang was trapped by him and had difficulty breathing.

His lips teased her ears, Zi Yang struggled to get away, tears almost fell down: "Brother Zhuo, do you really want me to hate you?"

"No, you will only love me."

"You are forcing me to hate you." Her voice suddenly choked up.

Her body was stiff and cold.

His lips warmed up quickly and moved around her neck, Zi Yang grabbed his hand and bit down hard, "Brother Zhuo, I really hate you!"

"Without love, where does hate come from?"

Dong Zhuo's kiss was not deep, but just a symbolic imprint on her lips: "Yangyang, you have always had a good eye, and the men you choose are also very good."

"Should I tell you that that man is looking for you, just now, he has brought people to the island, if he saw your happy Cheng Huan under me, tell me, would he still want you?" Woolen cloth?"