V1.Chapter 71 (1/2)
In the presidential luxury suite of Caesar Hotel, Wang fan is comfortably lying on the soft sofa. The water drops from his hair slowly slide down his not so handsome cheek to the soft pillow under his head.
”Can you use a hair dryer to dry your hair! It's really annoying of you to do so! ” Tong Jiahui said to Wang Fan with a cold face.
Sitting on the sofa opposite Wang Fan, Tong Jiahui's face has been as cold as ice ever since she learned that Wang Fan was going to live with her.
And the expression on Tong Jiahui's face
On the contrary, he has never lived in the presidential suite. He is not only curious about many things here, but also has a happy smile on his face.
This kind of smile doesn't make people feel comfortable, but Wang fan doesn't care.
Hearing what Tong Jiahui said to him, Wang Fan directly ignored Tong Jiahui's attitude. He nodded his head and said with a smile: ”OK, next time! Next time you take a bath, blow dry for me! ”
”Hello! Wang Fan, don't deceive people too much! I warn you that our relationship is just a cooperative one. What you have done in recent days is beyond the scope of our cooperation. Don't push forward! ” The thought of Wang Fan flirting with her in front of others in the hospital these days makes Tong Jiahui feel sick. If she didn't worry about ruining her plan, she really wanted to slap Wang Fan in the face in public.
Wang Fan, who was lying on the sofa, took a look at Tong Jiahui and said, ”Jiahui! You are not a child. Why don't you say anything? You said that I worked so hard to pretend to be a couple with you, and even my own innocence was not wanted. You not only didn't appreciate me, but also despised me here. You are not kind enough! ”
”Innocent? MY GOD！ Wang Fan, you told me your innocence, you rascal, you ruined my innocence, you know? Do you know how many people are talking about me and you? They must feel sad for me in their hearts. How can they be mixed up with a gangster like you? This is just a flower on cow dung Tong Jiahui exaggerates her actions, and her mouth is full of resentment.
When Tong Jiahui finished speaking, Wang Fan sat up slowly. His bathrobe was loose, which made him look more depraved,
Looking at Tong Jiahui's resentment, Wang Fan picked up the cigarette on the coffee table in front of him, took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a mouthful of it and said, ”I think boss Ma should know my relationship with you, too!”
Tong Jiahui, who is cursing Wang Fan in silence, suddenly has a dull expression on her face. She looks at Wang Fan with her mouth half open. Only then can she find that although the expression on his face looks decadent, it has no hip-hop flavor before.
Noticing the expression on Tong Jiahui's face, Wang Fan said lazily in his voice: ”I can help you deal with Liu village, Ma Teng and Dongsheng, but you have to follow my way. The reason why I want to live here is not what I want to do, but my residence in Liu village. You have no way to adapt.”
”Oh.” Tong Jiahui, like an angry little daughter-in-law, was reprimanded by her husband. She pouted and answered softly.
”So! No matter how much you admire me, don't fall in love with me, you know? My principle of life has always been not to take the initiative! Don't refuse! I'm not responsible! ” When Wang Fan said this, a bad smile flashed on his face. His eyes aimed at Tong Jiahui's career line intentionally or unintentionally, and he suddenly felt that his body was full of strength.
This kind of jumping thinking mode of pretending to be a hooligan exerts Tong Jiahui's brain circuit. One second, the man is still serious about things, and the next second, he has opened up his obscene hooligan temperament, which makes Tong Jiahui not react.
Without waiting for Tong Jiahui to relax, Wang Fan straightened his bathrobe with his hands, stood up from the sofa with a bad smile, turned and walked to the small bedroom in the suite.