Lucky One becomes Unlucky

Just came in for a while, in the bathroom, two women in the same department as Qian Zhaozhao couldn't help talking.

"Qian Zhaozhao is very powerful. It's not enough to hook up with Feng. Now he's got Feng minister."

"How can you like Minister FENG if she is so nice?"

"Who said no, I think she is only worthy of manager Wang's kind of old man."

Hearing this, Qian Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows and opened the door with one hand. His eyes fell on them, and his tone was not polite.

"Is it fun to speak ill of people behind their backs?"

When the two women saw that it was Qian Zhaozhao, their faces turned white. Then they pretended they didn't know anything and turned back to the box.

If it was in the past, Qian Zhaozhao would certainly catch up with them and teach them a lesson. But now she knows that she should learn to endure.

Back in the box, Qian Zhaozhao took his bag: "manager Wang, I have something else to do at home, so I'll go back first."

Several lines of vision looked at her displeasantly.

As soon as manager Wang heard that she was going back, he immediately stood up.

"What's the matter? The minister hasn't come yet. What's the matter? Sit down, sit down, someone will pour the wine."

Qian Zhaozhao thought that it was really inappropriate for him to leave without thanking Minister FENG himself, so he sat back in his seat.

At this time, the people next to him quickly filled Qian Zhaozhao's glass.

"Let's all drink to manager Wang." Someone spoke.

Qian Zhaozhao couldn't refuse, so she had to stand up and toast with them. For fear of getting drunk before, she only took a sip.

But what he didn't expect was that after sitting on the sofa again, Qian Zhaozhao felt dizzy.

She thinks it's not right. She goes to get her cell phone and is ready to call her best friend. Seeing this, the girl sitting next to her deliberately takes Qian Zhaozhao's bag away and puts it aside.

Qian Zhaozhao didn't find it for a long time, and he couldn't support it. He fell asleep in a daze.

Manager Wang gave a satisfied look to the girl.

After the party, Qian Zhaozhao was sent directly to a box in the club.

Outside Yuese club, manager Wang quickly called: "minister Feng, I've arranged a big surprise for you. You must find time to have a look. If you are satisfied, the address is for you, presidential suite."

Hang up the phone, manager Wang happily rubbed hands, promotion and pay rise depends on tonight.

Qian Zhaozhao was taken to a room in a daze. Before long, another person came. She had no strength and could not lift her eyelids. She swore in her heart.

This manager Wang, and that woman, when she wakes up, they must be broken into pieces!

But before she finished, she was dragged to another room.

The night deepened.

Qian Zhaozhao closed her eyes and her forehead was covered with sweat. At this moment, she felt like there were countless ants crawling all over her body, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Water..." her dry lips were slightly open, her throat was dry, "water!"

"Bang!" The door was knocked open from the outside with a loud noise.

Qian Zhaozhao frowned, but her consciousness was not clear now, and she kept reading: "water..."

Next to my ears, the sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer.

Cold water to the mouth, she quickly opened her mouth to drink, not thirsty, Qian Zhaozhao felt unusually hot.

Feeling the cold on her side, she grabbed the hand close to her and tried her best to lean over.

Holding people, like a piece of ice in the desert, let her not let go.

"Qian Zhaozhao, I'll take you to the hospital." The beautiful voice echoed in Qian Zhaozhao's ears, which made his heart itch.

Qian Zhaozhao bit the corner of his lip and felt the emptiness more and more invading his whole body.

"I'm very hot and uncomfortable..." she murmured, unable to control herself, and went to the man.

Under the dim yellow light, the man's Mo Tong stares at Qian Zhaozhao and sighs. He can only put her back on the bed and gently wipe the sweat between her forehead with his big hand.

Qian Zhaozhao slowly raises his tired eyes, and the apricot eyes full of mist reflect Feng Heng's handsome face. He suddenly hugs him regardless of everything.

Feng Heng's nose smelled the fragrance of Qian Zhaozhao, and his breath was disordered.

He stretched out his hand to break off Qian Zhaozhao's hand, but she locked it tightly. His throat rolled, and layers of flames were raised in his abdomen.

Qian Zhaozhao's whole body was like a ball of water, leaning against Feng Heng's chest, and his hands explored everywhere.

Feng Heng looked at her excessive action, throat a tight, can't help but turn over and put her under the body: "Qian Zhaozhao, you don't regret."

Qian Zhaozhao couldn't hear what he was saying.

Until a stabbing pain hit, Qian Zhaozhao couldn't help crying out: "pain..."

In Feng Heng's eyes, he was shocked. Seeing her pain, he hugged him tightly. His heart was full of heartache, and then he calmed her gently.

……

The next morning.

The sunlight sprinkles into the room through the screen window. Qian Zhaozhao slowly opens her eyes. Facing Shangfeng Heng's cold face, her sleepy apricot eyes suddenly widen. Some scattered memories also pour into her mind. Her face suddenly burns like fire.

"Feng Heng, you, you, you..." her eyes were full of shock. She pointed to the tip of Feng Heng's nose and tied her tongue.

Feng Heng is awakened by Qian Zhaozhao. He opens his eyes, and the cold pool like deep pupil reflects her ruddy and shocked face.

Without any trace, he stretched out his hand and held Qian Zhaozhao in his arms. He pressed the back of her head and put her face on his chest.

"Don't make a noise!"

Qian Zhaozhao's hot face was leaning against Feng Heng's strong chest. Her eyes suddenly widened. Suddenly, her whole body struggled to open and wrapped up the quilt.

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, you bastard!"

Just now, she thought of most of the indescribable things last night.

It turned out that she was the first time. Now it's the real first time. They didn't have

Feng Heng's narrow eyes fixed on Qian Zhaozhao, looking at her ever-changing look, picked an eyebrow: "how, I'm kind to help you, do you want to default?"

"Do you... Have you been so helpful?" Qian Zhaozhao is impatient and glares at Feng Heng.

Feng Heng turns over and presses Qian Zhaozhao under his body. Mo Tong stares at her.

"Qian Zhaozhao, it's not easy for me to get rid of him. You jumped on him last night. How dare you do that?"

Qian Zhaozhao thought that he was really drugged by Wang last night and rushed to Feng Heng. He suddenly lost his momentum: "what do you want? I tell you, I didn't realize it last night. I didn't mean it. You... "

As soon as her red lips opened and closed, Feng Heng couldn't help but close her throat. Before she finished speaking, she held it.

"Well --"

Qian Zhaozhao's heart seems to have stopped beating.

Feng Heng lingered on her lips and left for a long time.

Later, he approached Qian Zhaozhao's ear: "you have to be responsible for me!"

Qian Zhaozhao's face is red and his mind is confused. Watching Feng Heng get up and dress, he looks like he is in a fairyland

Feng Heng changed his clothes and turned his face coldly.

Min Xuan seldom does one thing right.

Fortunately, he changed the room of the drugged fool last night, otherwise

Feng Heng's hand can't help clenching. There is a cold light in his eyes.

For a long time, he didn't hear the movement on the bed. He glanced and saw that Qian Zhaozhao seemed to be wandering.

"Shall I help you dress?" He leaned over, took the clothes sent by people this morning to the bed, went to the side of the bed, and looked down at Qian Zhaozhao with narrow eyes.

Qian Zhaozhao immediately wakes up, takes his clothes, and looks at Feng Heng's straight and slender legs covered by high-grade suit pants in front of him.

Later, she hid in the quilt and finished wearing clothes.