Good Morning, Dear

Cheng Qingyao's mind is dizzy and floats in like stepping on the cloud. All his ears are Chinese Voices: "he likes you very much... He is very kind to you... He won't get tired of you so soon... You may renew your contract..."

Huaxia envies her luck, but she doesn't want to do this all the time!

Renew!

It's terrible, there's wood!

The restaurant is not what she imagined. There are dining tables, sofas, all kinds of drinks and delicious food, as well as TV and KTV. The TV is playing the entangled films of men and women, the voice of "ah ah" and the panting sound of "Hoo Hoo" fill the whole room, which is ambiguous.

However, none of this is the point... The point is that there are many sex toys and sex pajamas next to the TV, and there is a big bed, which is enough for four people,

Big bed... Men's and women's films... Sex products... This is to change patterns and continue to roll around without dying?

Good square!

so painful!

It was terrible to think about it. She stopped there and looked at the gold Lord. As before, he was wearing a white nightgown and a white mask. He sat lazily on the sofa reading magazines. Seeing that she had not passed for a long time, he looked up in her direction.

He looked at her, she looked at him.

She could see nothing through the mask, but he saw the sober panic in her eyes.

Panic?

Panic what?

After sleeping together for two days, she's not used to him? Or not used to the identity at this time?

She put down the magazine and walked towards her. The closer she approached, the more panic in her eyes became. Her small hands tightly held the corners of her clothes, and the atmosphere dared not come out. He reached out and touched her face, which she instinctively turned away.

His hand stopped awkwardly in the air. She remembered that it was wrong and turned her face awkwardly, but it was too late. He took his hand back and said to her, "it seems that you are still suitable for a little wine. After drinking, you are much more obedient than now."

"Sorry..."

"You don't have to apologize. You should always have some dignity, or you don't have to feel guilty about marrying Zhao Bin."

Cheng Qingyao was stupid and stared at him dumbfounded: "how did you know Zhao Bin? How did you know I was going to marry him?"

"You said it yourself yesterday afternoon."

"Ah???"

"You laugh and cry, your nose and tears rub me all over, and say that Zhao Bin loves you very much, but you can't love him. Cheng dongkun forced you to come to the beauty Museum, and Cheng dongkun forced you to marry Zhao Bin. Everything is not your original intention. Your original intention is to escape. The farther you escape, the better."

"..." Cheng Qingyao panicked and couldn't come out. Her legs trembled silently. She didn't remember what she said, and it was obviously what she said. Otherwise, how could he know that her heart was unable to love Zhao Bin.

Bad, bad. The gold Lord came out to have fun. She told the gold Lord that these things were obviously a disappointment to the gold Lord!

Shivering, nervous eyes looked at him uneasily. It's better for him not to blame. Once the blame comes down, China will also be punished. His hand stretched out again. This time she dared not hide and let him touch it.

He just wanted to dispel the panic in her eyes, but found that he couldn't do it at all. He lost his hand and said, "you don't have to be afraid of me. I'm not that kind of abnormal man and won't do anything to you. In my eyes, the first thing worthy of respect is life. Nothing is more expensive than life."

"Sorry..."

"You can't say anything except these three words?"

"Thank you!"