The contract is set: Mr. Su will be captured obediently

The following words disappeared directly between his lips and teeth, and his ears finally became quiet. Su Shaoxi put her two arms around his waist in satisfaction, one hooked her slender waist, and the other tightly clasped her head. Finally, the flexible tongue pried open the teeth, hooked her tender little tongue, enjoying her sweetness wantonly.

Finally, after the kiss was over, Qiao Ai Ruo collapsed in his arms, the person who had been making noise just now seemed to have fallen asleep.

Su Shaoxi looked helplessly at the little woman who was kissed and fell asleep in her arms, her smile was so indulgent that one almost wanted to drown in it, but Qiao Airuo, who was drunk into a puddle of mud, didn't see it.

He tidied up the coat on Qiao Eruo's body, then bent down, hugged Qiao Eruo horizontally, hugged her firmly in his arms, turned around and walked towards the apartment a few meters away, there was nothing Qiao Eruo just thought dislike.

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It was late at night, and in the villa area in the northern suburbs, there was a villa that was still brightly lit. Han Zhixun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the breathtakingly beautiful roses in the backyard illuminated by the lights with gentle deer eyes.

"Master, it's getting late, you should rest." A middle-aged woman appeared behind him, holding a cup of warm milk in her hand.

Hearing this, Han Zhixun turned around, took the milk from the woman's hand, and smiled softly: "Aunt Lan, I understand, I'm going to sleep right away, you go to rest first, you don't have to wait for me to come back, go first sleep."

Aunt Lan smiled kindly: "My old lady, I don't need to sleep for such a long time, not to mention you ask Xiaojuan to remind me to take a nap every day, I am very energetic."

Han Zhixun smiled, knowing that Aunt Lan would never go back to her room if he didn't go back to sleep, he raised his head, drank the milk in the glass in one go, and then handed the empty glass to Aunt Lan: "Okay, Aunt Lan , I finished drinking and went to sleep, you should go to sleep too."

Aunt Lan nodded, watched Han Zhixun go upstairs, then went back to put the cup back in the kitchen, and went back to her room.

Han Zhixun's villa is very big, and the other servants live in the small servant building next to it. Only Aunt Lan's room is specially arranged in the main villa.

Aunt Lan has no children and was his nanny when he was a child. Since his mother died when he was five years old, he once fell into autism and depression. Naturally including his ruthless father, but Aunt Lan has been taking care of him unswervingly, leading him out of the shadows gradually, which can be said to be the existence of his other mother.

This time when he returned to China, he didn't intend to leave after finishing the anniversary party, so he brought Aunt Lan with him.

After returning to the room, Han Zhixun didn't actually go to sleep. He was still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, looking at the adjacent villa, which he had prepared for Qiao Airuo. I still chose to live in the apartment in the city center.

The structure of that villa is exactly the same as that of his. The walls of the backyard are covered with roses planted last autumn. It is Qiao Ai Ruo's favorite flower.But now it has bloomed extremely brilliantly, just waiting for those who appreciate them to come.

Han Zhixun's brows and eyes became more and more tender under the moonlight outside the window, but no one saw him, he seemed to think of something, he lowered his head and smiled helplessly.

Early the next morning, Qiao Eiruo woke up in the warm bed. She closed her eyes, rolled over a few times comfortably, and then opened her eyes faintly. She saw the familiar yet unfamiliar black crystal chandelier. She smiled The corners of Yiyi's eyes suddenly became stiff, and his mind, which was not clear early in the morning, was now a mess.

Her neck was leaning stiffly to the side wall, and the clock with a strong sense of design seemed to indicate 9 o'clock in the morning.She closed her eyes, and suddenly buried herself in the quilt, unwilling to believe this fact, lasagna tears.Isn't this Su Shaoxi's house?
The last time she got drunk and stayed at Su Shaoxi's house was still vivid in her memory. She lay down under the quilt and desperately recalled what happened after she got drunk last night, but she couldn't remember anything.

A loud knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

Su Shaoxi's magnetic voice came from the door: "Ruoruo, are you awake?"

Qiao Airuo continued to pretend to be dead under the quilt, but did not answer.

Su Shaoxi paused at the door, then said again: "Then I'll come in."

He pushed open the door and walked in. There was no one on the king-size bed, but there was a bulge under the black sheet, and a section of curly black hair was exposed at the edge, which blended perfectly with the quilt.

He grinned silently, walked to the side of the bulge, sat down, pulled the quilt, but did not pull it away, and leaned closer to the quilt, his voice became deeper, with a faint smile: "Why didn't you Why don't you know how to be shy when you don't want to go back to your own house and insist on staying at my house?"

There was no response from inside the quilt, but the person shrank back inside, and he smiled undisguisedly: "Or, are you really so infatuated with my bed and quilt that you are reluctant to leave?"

The next second, the quilt was lifted from the inside, and Qiao Airuo sat up, straightened her long hair calmly, looked to the side, straightened her clothes, and said, "Well, your quilt is good, But my own quilt is better."

After speaking, he was about to stand up and get out of bed. He just moved two steps to the side of the bed when he was thrown down on the bed by the force from behind. As the figure pressed up, her eyes didn't have time to dodge, and they directly crashed into a pair of deep eyes with a smile.

"You're still the same, run away after sleeping." Su Shaoxi stared at her closely.

Qiao Ai Ruo couldn't help stammering: "You...you're talking nonsense, when did I finish my sleep." Even at this time, she was still stubborn.

"Oh?" Su Shaoxi's tone turned a few times, and he looked at her even more forcefully, pressing closer and closer.

Feeling the danger, Qiao Airuo stretched out her hands and supported Su Shaoxi's strong chest, trying to distance herself, but she didn't push a single point like a fly shaking a tree.

Su Shaoxi freed one hand, grabbed her two hands, and put them on top of her head, her thin lips were close to her ears, and her voice was sexy as hell: "Then you mean that you failed to sleep with me and want to make up for it?" return?"

Qiao Ai Ruo was almost paralyzed, and his clasped hands began to struggle: "Don't talk nonsense, I'll get up and help you make the bed."

Su Shaoxi didn't move, but still stared at her closely, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

Qiao Ai Ruo looked into his eyes, the strength in his hand gradually weakened, his eyes became soft, and he began to show weakness rarely.

Su Shaoxi looked at the pair of eyes below him, from struggling resolutely at the beginning, they gradually became moist, even slightly begging.His body became stiffer unconsciously, and a feeling he had never experienced in the past 20 years gradually surged.

He suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and his voice was cold but imperceptibly hoarse, implying an imposing manner that could not be refused: "Qiao Ai Ruo, you are not allowed to go out to drink casually with others in the future."

Then without waiting for Qiao Ai Ruo's reaction, he let go of her hand and got up from her.

Qiao Airuo looked at the man who sat back on the bed again, against the light, exuding majesty and domineering, more handsome and cold, but for a moment he forgot what Su Shaoxi said just now, and just stared at him blankly.

Su Shaoxi turned her head to look at her who was still in a dress, and stood up: "You go to the bathroom to wash up first, and then change your clothes. I asked Tang Mo and the others to bring over hangover soup. Come down and drink it after you finish it."

After speaking, he left the room, his footsteps were even a little messy, but Qiao Airuo, who was immersed in Su Shaoxi's charm, didn't notice.

Finally, she came back to her senses, shook her head, got out of bed quickly, and walked into the bathroom of the room. Brand new toiletries were prepared on the glazed table, and even toothpaste was squeezed on the pink electric toothbrush. The water is slowly steaming, and there are brand new home clothes on the clothes table beside it.

Qiao Eiruo picked up the toothbrush with her slender fingers, and began to wash. She lowered her head, lowered her eyebrows and eyes, and the big teardrops fell on the glazed platform with a thud, splashing a beautiful splash of water.

……

The rhythmic sound of going down the stairs interrupted Su Shaoxi, who was reviewing documents in the living room. He looked up at the person who came, and his usual cool voice had already returned: "Washed?"

"Hmm." Qiao Ai Ruo replied, nothing unusual could be heard in her voice.At this moment, she was wearing off-white silk home clothes, which formed an extremely strong color contrast with Su Shaoxi's black home clothes.

"When did you prepare this dress?" Qiao Aieruo was a little puzzled, the dress fits very well, as if it was tailor-made.

"Let Tang Mo prepare it." Su Shaoxi paused, then looked at her clothes: "It seems that my preparation is absolutely necessary."

How could Qiao Ai Ruo not hear his voice-over, and defended in a low voice: "I seldom get drunk."

"This is the second time you've stayed at my house drunk." Su Shaoxi said lightly.

Qiao Ai Ruo couldn't argue, stood beside him, brushing her hair unnaturally: "I..."

Su Shaoxi looked at her erratic eyes, obviously wanting to change the subject, stretched out his long arms, and with a little force, his arms were filled with warm and fragrant nephrite. His eyes were deep, as if the morning sun couldn't shine in. .

Qiao Ai Ruo was so close to him that she could almost see the fine hairs on the man's face, she couldn't help swallowing.

"It's still the same sentence just now, you are not allowed to drink with other men in the future!" Su Shaoxi emphasized again, but saw Qiao Aieruo opening her mouth to refute, and her slender and strong fingers stopped her, a little helpless, knowing that she likes to drink, Compromise: "Even if you want to drink, you must tell me in advance, and you must not allow yourself to get drunk!"

Only then did Qiao Airuo realize what Su Shaoxi had said to her at the bedside just now, and she took Su Shaoxi's hand away: "Alex can't be counted, he is me..."