Ms. Qiao is proud of being favored

"Well, it hurts..."

Qiao Xuan slowly opened her eyes, endured the discomfort in her body, and was about to stand up.However, as soon as she moved, her body suddenly felt cold. She looked down and found that she was naked.

How is this going?Shouldn't she have followed her stepfather at the auction?

How come here?

Qiao Xuan was puzzled, and hurriedly got up and got out of bed to look for her mobile phone, but the tingling sensation from her body clearly reminded her of what happened.

"woke up?"

In the house, a cold voice came from a dark corner.

Qiao Xuan was startled, she grabbed the quilt to cover her body, "You, who are you?"

"Heh!" Hearing the movement, the man in the corner sneered, and then, with a 'pop', the whole room instantly lit up.

Qiao Xuan raised her head to block the glare of the light, and finally got used to the light in the room. She passed between her fingers and looked towards the corner, her face paled instantly: "Jin, Wen Jingting?"

How could it be him?
On the leather sofa in the corner, the man's legs were crossed, and his slender body was wrapped in a decent suit. He was noble and elegant. The man's face was handsome and handsome, especially his eyes, which were bottomless and covered by slightly drooping eyelids. The emotion in his eyes gave off a sinister feeling.

But it was these eyes that looked at her tenderly many years ago.

Qiao Xuan's body couldn't stop trembling, as if a hole had been torn open in her heart, she was suffocating in pain.

"Why are you here?"

As soon as the words came out, the man on the sofa suddenly got up and approached Qiao Xuan step by step.

Qiao Xuan couldn't help but wanted to retreat, but found that there was no way for her to retreat. Her clothes were already piled on the ground in tatters, all of which showed the madness of last night.

But she had no impression.

"Why am I here?" Wen Jingting walked up to her and grabbed Qiao Xuan's chin, "You didn't take the initiative to climb into my bed last night?"

With a click, Qiao Xuan seemed to be in an ice cellar.Memories of last night flooded up like a flood, the unbearable voice, the passionate picture, flashed in my mind one after another.

Wen Jingting slowly approached her ear, his voice was gentle, but the words he said pierced Qiao Xuan's heart like a knife: "You are as low as ever!"

Qiao Xuan felt a pain in her chest, and subconsciously tried to defend herself: "It's not what you think, it was a misunderstanding last night. I didn't know it was you."

"So, if it's not me, you plan to find a random man?"

Wen Jingting's tone suddenly froze, his voice seemed to be frozen, and his eyes fell on Qiao Xuan coldly. He squeezed Qiao Xuan's chin with his hand suddenly, not giving Qiao Xuan a chance to speak. Xuan fell on the bed.

"Jing Ting, I..."

Before Qiao Xuan could speak, Wen Jingting leaned over and pressed her down, blocking her mouth.

Breathing together, Qiao Xuan's wrist was held tightly by him. Wen Jingting seemed to be deliberately revenge on her, and bit her lip hard until he tasted the smell of blood, and then raised his head, " 5000 million a night, hello stepfather has a good plan."

"What are you talking about? What 5000 million?"

Qiao Xuan's eyes widened and she asked in disbelief.