The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

Wang Zichen frowned secretly because he said such words.In the past, he would have disdained to say these things, he would not repay his kindness, and he would ask for favors from others after saving someone, which seemed very unstyled.However, when facing Lan Xinhui now, that's what he wanted to say.

Maybe it was because he drank too much tonight, or maybe he accidentally saw her disheveled and charming appearance just now, which made him feel hot.Maybe her appearance is too beautiful and confusing, and she is alone in the same room, in the dead of night... This situation is very suitable for discovering something.

stop!What are you thinking about?Wang Zichen hurriedly stopped his absurd thoughts: he must have drunk too much to have such absurd thoughts... No matter what the reason is, it shouldn't be Wang Zichen's style.Moreover, what is the reason for that?What the hell happened to him tonight?

"Yes yes yes..." Lan Xinhui even claimed yes, she said: "I really appreciate you very much! I don't even know how to repay you!"

Wang Zichen stared at Lan Xinhui, who was sincerely thanking her, but there seemed to be a picture of a beautiful woman expressing her gratitude softly in front of her eyes: "Thanks to the hero for saving me, the little girl has nothing to repay, but she can only promise her with her body..."

Wang Zichen shook his head, shaking off the picture in his mind, he really drank too much tonight!

Lan Xinhui saw him frowning, shaking his head, leaned over and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you feeling well?"

Seeing the alluring red lips that suddenly approached, Wang Zichen's heart skipped a beat. He took a step back subconsciously, closed his eyes, and said wearily: "I drank too much, I feel a little uncomfortable... Please help me to see Is there anything here to hangover?"

"Okay, wait a minute..." Lan Xinhui said, turning around, but she turned around quickly and asked with concern: "Are you feeling bad? Do you want me to help you to bed to rest?" for a while?"

Wang Zichen waved his hands and sat down beside the bed.

Lan Xinhui walked quickly to the bar in the guest room in three steps at a time: "There are tea, coffee and orange juice here... Drink some orange juice, orange juice should be easier to hangover."

Seeing him nodding with his eyes closed, Lan Xinhui poured a glass of orange juice over.

Wang Zichen felt his mouth was dry, so he took the orange juice and drank it down.

Lan Xinhui had presciently brought the orange juice bottle together, but seeing that he drank it all in one gulp, she helped him refill it.

When she was pouring orange juice, Wang Zichen looked at her slightly drooping profile, and suddenly asked, "How will you return Xinrong Industry to the Xin family?"

Lan Xinhui didn't expect that he would suddenly mention this at this moment. With a shake of her hand, the orange juice splashed out.

Some of the splashed orange juice fell on his legs, and the orange orange juice left a series of obvious marks on his light-colored pants.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Lan Xinhui was in a hurry, and reached out to wipe the orange juice off her pants regardless.

The trousers that Wang Zichen was wearing at this time were soft and light. When Lan Xinhui flicked off the orange juice, she felt as if her fingers had touched the skin of his thigh, and she hurriedly withdrew her hand.

A man's thigh is also a relatively sensitive part. Seeing Lan Xinhui wiping his pants, Wang Zichen felt her slender fingers as if stroking the skin of his thigh. He could only feel the blood in his body start to boil, boil The blood rushed to the thigh, and then up..

Fortunately, she stopped in time, otherwise Wang Zichen was not sure what would happen.He put his legs together and turned his body sideways.Reaching out to pick up the glass, he drank a big gulp of orange juice, suppressing his impetuous mind.

It seems that it is really not a good thing for lonely men and widows to stay together at night