The Baby is Charming, the President Circles the Love

I don't know how long it took, but the man finally let her go. He took out a few tissues and wiped her hands with satisfaction.

During the whole process, Song Qianying felt like she was in a dream. If it weren't for the hand that clearly belonged to him...

Bastard, bastard!

It seemed that calling her a bastard hundreds of times couldn't relieve her anger, but she didn't dare to curse out loud, for fear that the police would come in again. Wow, why is her life so miserable?

Seeing that she hated him so much that she was about to eat him up, Huo Junyao stretched out his hand to touch her head and comforted her with a rare kindness: Believe me, they will evacuate soon!

After finishing his words, before she could answer, he stood up and made a phone call.

Taking advantage of this gap, Song Qianying climbed out of bed and hurriedly found clothes in her bag and put them on.

When the man hung up the phone, he saw that she had already put on her clothes, simple jeans and a casual T-shirt, and she was wrapped up tightly. Alas, she really didn't leave any benefits to him.

Huo Junyao had no choice but to start getting dressed.

Song Qianying didn't dare to look at his Guangguo's body. Although she was a little curious about what it looked like there, even though the two had been separated from each other several times, and even though her hand was still... just now, she was really worried if she was allowed to admire it under the shining lights. I will have nosebleeds...

About two minutes later, the man finished dressing and stood in front of her with his tall figure. She finally plucked up the courage to look up.

Her lips twitched and she was about to say something when she heard an apologetic voice coming from outside the door: Sir, I'm really sorry. It was a misunderstanding. Please don't blame me. We're leaving. I wish you a pleasant night!

After they said this, they left in a hurry without waiting for Huo Junyao's response.

Oh, you scared me to death!

Song Qianying breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could be happy for too long, her slim waist was tightly held by him, and the man's charming voice brushed her ears instantly: Let's go!

Go? Where?

If you don't leave, do you still want to stay here and wait for the next batch of police to come?

The man raised his eyebrows, deliberately scaring her.

But I...

No matter what, the shadow at noon was still there, and she didn't want to feel like a shady person all the time. That feeling was really too bad.

Seeing a sudden dimness on her little face, Huo Junyao narrowed his eyes with a complex light.

…

In the end, Song Qianying was forcibly taken away by him.

I thought he would take him back to the apartment at noon, but unexpectedly, he drove to another place.

As soon as she entered the room, Huo Junyao carried her to the bathroom and handed her a clean bathrobe: It's so dirty, wash it off.

Knowing that he disliked the bad environment of that hotel, Song Qianying didn't refute, but when she saw that he was staying there and didn't seem to want to leave, she raised her eyes and glared at him: Get out of here!

I thought he would not be so easy to talk to, but unexpectedly, he frowned, turned around and left without saying a word.

Song Qianying froze on the spot for a moment, fearing that he would regret coming in later, so she hurriedly locked the door and then began to take off her clothes.

After a comfortable bath, she saw a man sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. Song Qianying wrapped her bathrobe tightly tightly subconsciously and was about to walk towards him when she heard his nice voice: Are you washed? Let's start now. Bar!

ah? start?

-End of this chapter-