Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

He strode into the bathroom.

Qiao Zhichu pressed tightly against his heart, her fingers unconsciously stroking the texture of his chest, which was firm and hard.

However, Song Weiyi threw her into the bathtub without mercy.

The cold touch made Qiao Zhichu tremble all over and become more conscious.

Then, the water from the shower head started to fall, icy cold, directly onto Qiao Zhichu's head.

"Liang!" Qiao Zhichu screamed, her hair stuck to her face and she couldn't open her eyes, "Song Weiyi!"

The clothes also fit tightly to the body, revealing the curves and the curvaceous figure.

Qiao Zhichu wanted to stand up, but the bathtub was too slippery, so she fell again, and her forehead hit the edge, leaving a red spot.

Song Weiyi stood in front of her, holding the shower head steadily.

No matter how Qiao Zhichu struggled or screamed, the cold water kept pouring down on her head.

Slowly, the bathtub was almost half full of water.

Qiao Zhichu's entire body was soaked in it, she tilted her head back and breathed deeply.

"Are you awake?" Song Weiyi threw away the shower head, bent over, and grabbed her jaw, "Hmm?"

There were tiny beads of water on Qiao Zhichu's eyelashes. She opened her mouth slightly and looked at him dazedly.

She looks like a real stunner in this state.

Like a fairy that comes to capture people's hearts.

Looking at the two of them, Song Weiyi raised the corner of his mouth coldly: "It seems that he is not awake yet."

His hands slid to her shoulders and pressed down hard.

"what--"

Qiao Zhichu's screams were quickly drowned out by the water, and gurgling bubbles emerged from the surface of the water.

She wanted to stand up and raise her head, but Song Weiyi held her down tightly, not giving her any chance.

Just when she thought she was going to suffocate, Song Weiyi finally let go and pulled her out of the water.

After repeating this several times, Qiao Zhichu was completely exhausted.

She tilted her head and leaned on the edge of the bathtub: "Song Weiyi..."

There was indifference in his voice, and he asked again: "Are you awake?"

Qiao Zhichu gritted her teeth and said nothing.

After all this trouble, it would be strange if she didn't wake up.

"Heh," Qiao Zhichu chuckled, hooked her fingers around his belt, and pulled him towards her, "Song Weiyi, you really are not a man."

He didn't react!

Didn't touch her either!

He replied casually: "For you, I still have some self-control."

This is a satire on her being unattractive and not seductive enough.

Qiao Zhichu gritted her teeth and met his gaze: "Thank you, Mr. Song, for being such a gentleman and helping me regain my consciousness."

Song Weiyi's body was also a little wet, but it was just a few drops of water, not a big deal.

He was still neatly dressed and not at all dishevelled.

And she...

"I just randomly asked you to come to the hotel in my name with a random number, and you believed it?" Song Weiyi pursed his lips and asked, "Are you so stupid?"

Qiao Zhichu lowered her eyes: "Mr. Song's mind is unpredictable, sometimes far away, sometimes close, how can I know if you will suddenly feel like being a man."

He was about to say something, but his expression froze and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

Qiao Zhichu didn't notice his change. She stood up from the bathtub trembling and stepped out.

When she stood firm and passed by him, she turned her head and found that he was looking at her.

Qiao Zhichu was secretly shocked.

This plan should be perfect, he wouldn't be able to see anything.

She calmed herself down and walked towards the cloakroom.

When she changed into her bathrobe and returned to the bedroom, Song Weiyi was on the phone.

The night sky made the outline of his back look even more rigid.