C4 (1/2)

There was a bottle of red wine on the square crystal table. With one glance, he recognized it as ROMANCE, the French vintage he had been looking for for for a long time.

He took it and poured a full cup of wine into his stomach. As he was enjoying it, he suddenly felt a strange sensation. This red wine …

His whole body suddenly felt hot and dry, and his consciousness gradually blurred. He shook his head, his dark brown hair covering the corners of his eyes. His long white fingers rested on the crystal buttons of Gucci's black shirt and undid the first three.

At this moment, the phone on the table rang again.

He tried his best to keep a clear mind.

”Bro, don't touch the red wine on the table!” ”I know you like it the most, but this wine is seasoned, so I specifically reminded you!”

At this time, Leng Ye Xiu's voice was already hoarse, ”Is that so?” Even though they were separated by the phone, Leng Yanhao, who was standing at the other end, shivered.

”Cough cough, brother, it can't be that you've already started, right?” ”Ah!” Leng Yanhao wailed in pain. Brother, don't be so anxious, I'll find a beauty for you right now! I can guarantee that it will be just like your taste! ”

Seeing that he had overplayed himself this time, Leng Yanhao hurriedly hung up the phone. At this moment, Leng Ye Xiu didn't have the spare energy to deal with him.

He opened the refrigerator and poured himself a large glass of ice water. However, the heat within his body didn't melt at all.

He half unbuttoned his shirt and sat on the beige Italian leather sofa, taking sips of ice water to calm his anger.

The heat in his body was too strong. After drinking three large cups of ice water, Leng Yeyu rushed into the bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the cold water wash over and over his wheat colored well-built body.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

He was too lazy to care about it. He raised his head and closed his eyes, waiting for the heat to subside, but the person seemed to be insistent. Knocks came one after another, thumping, getting louder and louder, almost as if he was about to smash the door.

Leng Ye Xiu suddenly thought of what Leng Yan Hao had said on the phone. He frowned and turned off his hair. Then, he grabbed a new towel from the side, wrapped it around his waist, and walked towards the door with vigorous steps.

Xia Qing's eyes were wide open as she stared carefully at the number on the door dozens of times. That's right! Room 7086 was her room! Why couldn't he open it? How strange!

Perhaps, she thought, there was a slight malfunction. She could just use a little more force.

After some unknown force, the door finally opened. She couldn't stop her drunk body from hitting the ground as she pounced towards her opponent.

The next moment, her head crashed into a hard wall of flesh. Her exquisite nose was pressed down until it was sore.

”Who are you?” She rubbed her sore nose and slowly straightened up, her small face raised in confusion as she looked at the person in front of her.

She was truly drunk. Coupled with the too many things that had happened today, her temper had completely changed.

The man in front of her had a charming and handsome face, just like a statue from ancient Greece. His facial features were clearly outlined, and under his sword-like eyebrows, a pair of amber eyes were deep and mesmerizing.

However, she wasn't interested.