Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

Seeing that Luo Mingqiu was protecting Jiang Zitong's safety, Zheng Qiwei felt a little fond of him, so he wanted to explain a little more: "Yes, this is my home..."

"I know, I know, I just placed an order online." Jiang Zitong stood firm, blinked at Luo Mingqiu, and said mysteriously, "I heard it's the number one in the nightclub here."

Hearing this, Luo Mingqiu's heart not only didn't go down, but even raised even higher.

An entertainer, plus a newcomer, dared to do such a bold nonsense outside, is fame worth it or not?

If the paparazzi broke the news, Jiang Zitong would be kicked out of the show and the role replaced because the show didn't air, the person became popular first, and offended the crew.

No, this must not happen.

Luo Mingqiu made up his mind and stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Zitong in Zheng Qiwei's arms.But unexpectedly, she would be blocked and separated by Zheng Qiwei's hand.

Zheng Qiwei also knew that it was not appropriate to tell Luo Mingqiu that Jiang Zitong was married, so he said in another way: "Miss Luo, please rest assured, and please believe that I am not a bad person. The young master and Miss Jiang are friends. I was afraid that Miss Jiang would go crazy after drinking, and you would not be able to take care of her alone, so I specially asked me to take her up, and it would be better to leave it to the servant."

"Really?" Luo Mingqiu was still a little skeptical, but the man in front of her was very sincere, and she couldn't find anything wrong, "Then..."

"There won't be any weird scandals, we will take care of them in advance. After a while, there will be bodyguards to take you back to your room."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Qiwei picked up Jiang Zitong and strode towards the elevator without looking back.Less than a minute after he left, a bodyguard appeared, made a please gesture to Luo Mingqiu, protected her all the way, and escorted her to the door of the room.

Luo Mingqiu experienced surveillance for the first time since she was a child...

When the doorbell rang, Shan Yuting had just finished taking a shower, his lower body was wrapped in a white towel, and as soon as he opened the door, a figure rushed towards him.

Instinctively, Shan Yuting stretched out his hand to catch the figure, and let her fall firmly into his arms.

"Master, young mistress brought it back for you."

Zheng Qiwei, who was standing outside the door, breathed a sigh of relief as if he had thrown away a hot potato.

The young mistress belongs to the young master, not his wife, so what's the point of hugging her all the way!

"You don't know how to be gentle, what if you smash her? Be careful, I will try my best to find you!"

Shan Yuting raised Jiang Zitong up, and said to Zheng Qiwei with a look of disgust.He was even more disgusted in his heart: Sure enough, single dogs don't know how to love others.

Zheng Qiwei has a very good relationship with Shan Yuting in private, and when not talking about business, he would occasionally joke: "Come on, I'm not afraid of you!"

"Virtue! Whenever you have a beautiful woman in your arms, you will know how to write the word desperately." Shan Yuting walked into the room with Jiang Zitong in his arms, and said to Zheng Qiwei, "Remember to close the door for me. "

Zheng Qiwei laughed at Shan Yuting indifferently: "Hey, I'm still outside, don't do anything inappropriate for children!"

"Can you be considered a child? Hurry up!"

Shan Yuting's voice came from inside the suite, Zheng Qiwei did enough and closed the door for them with a smile.

Shan Yuting hugged Jiang Zitong and walked all the way to the bedroom of the suite. He didn't know how much she drank, anyway, it might be a little more than he imagined.

At this moment, Jiang Zitong moved his body and pressed on Shan Yuting's chest.

Well, the front chest is pressed against the chest, and there is flesh.

Shan Yuting's mind was shaken, and he also felt that his body temperature was on the rise.

Angrily, Shan Yuting threw Jiang Zitong onto the King Size bed in the hotel, put his hands on his hips, shook his head helplessly, and blamed him: "Little alcoholic, how drunk you are!"