Domineering: The Billionaire Lover of a Bad President

This is an extremely gorgeous bedroom, with a non-glare milk white as the theme, the kind of design that most girls will like, elegant furniture, crystal lamps, various cute and small decorations, and her The silk sheets sleeping under her body are all exquisite in detail.

The clothes on her body have been changed. It is a pure cotton long dress with many pink bows on the skirt, neckline and cuffs. It matches the color of the whole room. It is also milk white. Xia Qing was at 16 There were many skirts of this style before the age of 16, but after the age of [-], she never wore them again. Without him, it was too pink and tender, and it was no longer suitable for her.

Now, in a completely unfamiliar place, someone has been given drugs that may be addictive. After waking up, she feels a strong discomfort in her body, and finds that she is dressed as a 16-year-old innocent princess. Xia Qing's expression is indescribable. weird.

She tried her best to recall what happened before, driving the car, she went out of the city, on the highway around the city, a serial car accident was very tragic, blocking the whole road, Xia Qing was forced to stop on the side of the road, at this time There were a few people with blood on their faces, walking towards her, Xia Qing didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but in the arms of one of them was a little girl with big eyes, one arm was broken and drooping, the little girl Crying silently, large groups of tears welled up from the bottom of his eyes, looking at Xia Qing pitifully and helplessly.

For adults, Xia Qing's sympathy has always been lacking. Everyone must be responsible for their own life. No matter what decision they make, they must first consider the consequences and whether their rights and interests can be accepted. All the chain reactions of the decision should be borne by the decider himself, no matter whether the result is good or bad.

As for the child, Xia Qing's heart is still soft. When she saw the child, she thought of her little loli Xia Xiaoqing. The two children were almost the same size, and both had big watery eyes. After speaking, Xia Qing opened the car door, allowed the wounded with the child to get in the car, and promised to send the little girl to the nearest hospital for treatment as soon as possible. She didn't even consider that the blood on the child's body would become dirty her car.

Xia Qing smiled silently, and the severe head pain that followed broke up her wry smile. How cruel, she used her few sympathies precisely, and sacrificed a person to kidnap her. A child of a few years old, and she is stupid enough to be exploited by others and suffer instead.

While thinking about it, the closed door opened without warning.

The western food knife pierced through the air, breaking Xia Qing's exclusive quiet space.

The poor young miss is still having a headache, but it doesn't prevent her from swiftly dodging away, jumping from the middle of the big bed where she was snuggling before, and coming to the window, and waited until she stood still, then opened her eyes impatiently, just in time to look at the window. When the western food knife is firmly inserted\into the bed board, about a third of the way into it, it makes a buzzing sound continuously.

Her head was hurting, no matter who came to disturb her at this time, she would definitely be in big trouble. Her eyes fell on the woman standing a few meters away with her hands pinched on her waist, and she realized that she didn't have the slightest bit of trouble. Unexpectedly, "Miss Lin, what a coincidence, we meet again."