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"Hiding for what?" Duan Qianhao asked in a hoarse voice.

But Guo Nanmeng didn't answer his question, he just narrowed his eyes and stared at him coquettishly.

The slender fingers slowly pressed against his chest, then moved down little by little, and finally stopped at a certain critical position.

Duan Qianhao's eyes instantly turned red.

"Why do I feel that you seem to be more anxious than I am?" After getting his own satisfactory answer, Guo Nanmeng raised his eyebrows and eyes in a good mood.

"Yes, it's true that I'm more anxious!" Duan Qianhao was about to kiss her again.

But this time, although Guo Nanmeng didn't dodge, he directly raised his hand to cover his lips.

"What's the matter with you?" Duan Qianhao was stopped again and again, and the impulse in his eyes was already a little uncontrollable.

"I drank and haven't taken a shower yet." Guo Nanmeng opened his lips.

"I do not mind!"

"But I care." Guo Nanmeng stretched out her thin hand and gently pushed Duan Qianhao away.

Then he staggered towards the bathroom.

Duan Qianhao stood where he was, and looked down at his little brother with annoyed expression.

This evildoer, can't you see that he can't wait for a moment now?

As for Guo Nanmeng who turned around, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up with a hint of playfulness.

As he walked, he threw off the high heels on his feet.

And then the fiery red gown...

Next, close-fitting clothing...

Duan Qianhao's anger, which had been suppressed with great difficulty, seemed to be a rekindled spark at this moment, and it ignited a prairie fire in an instant.

He tugged the tie around his neck, followed Guo Nanmeng into the bathroom inside.

Guo Nanmeng only opened one here, and Duan Qianhao directly pushed her against the bathroom wall.

There is a cold wall behind him, and warm mist in front of him.

Guo Nanmeng felt as if he had fallen into a situation of ice and fire.

Hot and cold, irritable and lustful.

"Who was that person who sent you back just now?" Duan Qianhao leaned on the wall with one hand, and locked Guo Nanmeng in his arms in a very domineering posture.

"Of course it's my secretary." Guo Nanmeng narrowed his eyes and looked at Duan Qianhao in front of him.

Before entering the bathroom, he had already taken off his coat.

Wearing only a white shirt.

Now the shirt was completely wet by the water, and it was tightly attached to his body.

He showed off his muscular figure.

Wet body temptation is probably the scene at this time.

Guo Nanmeng was also tickled by him, and slowly raised his head, wanting to kiss the thin lips in front of him.

However, this time it was Duan Qianhao's turn to refuse.

"You haven't answered my question yet, who is the person who sent you back just now?"

"Didn't I already tell you?" Guo Nanmeng didn't have such a good temper as Duan Qianhao, and when he was rejected, his tone immediately became impatient.

"I mean the person other than the secretary." Duan Qianhao spoke again.

"Why are you asking these questions?" Guo Nanmeng regained his senses when he heard this.

"That person seems to be different from the one I saw in your office last time." Duan Qianhao's eyes were burning.

"Well, it's really different." Guo Nanmeng replied casually.

"How many people are there beside you?!" Duan Qianhao directly raised her chin, and leaned close to her.

The dense mist covered up all the turbulent emotions in Duan Qianhao's eyes.

"The people around me are naturally not as many as young master Duan's confidante." Guo Nanmeng was vague.

"Do you know how many confidante friends I have around me? They pay so much attention to me?" Duan Qianhao narrowed his dark eyes slightly.

"In Kyoto, is there anyone who doesn't know that young master Duan is famous? Go out for a walk, and among the beautiful girls you meet, one of the two is your ex-girlfriend." Guo Nanmeng's ending sounded a little longer.

"Why do I hear your words sour? Could it be jealous?" When Duan Qianhao said this, his eyes were fixed on Guo Nanmeng.

It was as if he didn't want to miss any expression on her face.

"Jealous? You should know what kind of temperament I am. I found you because we are the same kind of people. Would you be jealous of me?" Guo Nanmeng asked with a smile.

Duan Qianhao didn't answer right away, but just stared at Guo Nanmeng closely for a moment.

There was no other emotion on her face except for a smile.

I really don't care at all!

Duan Qianhao laughed immediately: "You are right, we are indeed the same kind of people..."

"In this case, what are you waiting for?" Guo Nanmeng raised his head slightly, his eyes seemed to be seductive.

And Duan Qianhao didn't waste any more time, bowed his head and kissed the red lips that he wanted to kiss just now.

The temperature in the bathroom climbed to the extreme at this moment.

The sound of water suppressed all those heart-pounding sounds.

But the mirror on the opposite side vaguely reflected two tightly entangled figures.

Guo Nanmeng felt like she was a lonely boat on the sea.

Can only float with the waves.

His head, which was already a little drunk, became even more dizzy now.

But the person on her body was very fierce, and he didn't dare to let her go in the slightest.

Just take her to feel the turbulence of the waves over and over again...

"..."

Guo Nanmeng was finally carried out of the bathroom by Duan Qianhao.

She couldn't exert all her strength now, and as soon as her head touched the pillow, she couldn't help but want to fall asleep.

"The hair is not dry yet, blow it dry before going to bed." Duan Qianhao reminded softly.

"I'm running out of strength, help me blow." Guo Nanmeng's voice was hoarse.

"This is another price, which is not included in the service we signed before." Although Duan Qianhao said so, he got up to get the hair dryer.

When he approached, Guo Nanmeng pulled the collar of his bathrobe and pulled his head down a little.

She raised her head and planted a kiss on his lips.

"The bill has been paid." After finishing speaking, she laid her head on Duan Qianhao's lap, closed her eyes comfortably, and waited for his next service.

Duan Qianhao didn't seem to expect that she would make such a move, and raised his hand to gently stroke his thin lips.

It seemed that her temperature still remained on it.

"Miss Guo, do you always pay bills in this way?" Duan Qianhao asked in a low voice while turning on the hair dryer and drying Guo Nanmeng's hair.

"Who do you think I am? There are not many people in this world who can afford my way of paying bills." Guo Nanmeng replied with her eyes closed.

"Then is this my special case?" Duan Qianhao's eyes flickered instantly.

When pinching Guo Nanmeng's hair, he couldn't help but pause.

If you look closely, you can still see the tension in the depths of his eyes.