Qiao Yanyan frowned slightly, but ignored her. He turned over her shoulder and pointed at a greasy-looking man with a fat belly at the door of the hotel and asked, "Do you know him?"

Qi You forced himself to identify, "I don't know him, who is he?"

Qiao Chunyan narrowed his eyes and stared at the man coldly.

Ten minutes ago, he came out of the restroom of the bar and saw this man talking to a woman. The music was too loud and he could only vaguely hear words like "drunk" and "follow her". Then the woman gave him

He has a wad of money.

I bumped into him by chance and didn't pay much attention. I went back to the box to get my coat and was given a few more drinks.

He drank a lot today, but he had very good self-control and would not let anyone notice that he was drunk. He left the table early because he had something to deal with the next day.

It was already dark, and Qiao Ye arranged a room for him in the hotel under his name. Qiao Chunyan walked to the door of the hotel lobby and bumped into the fat belly from before again, stalking the woman beside him.

Reminiscent of the conversation he heard before, it is not difficult to guess what his next move will be. Qiao Chunyan's eyes were piercing and he took out his mobile phone and prepared to call the police.

Fat Belly was furious, and he was about to succeed, but was disturbed by a man who appeared out of nowhere. He realized that he had been discovered, pressed the brim of his hat with a guilty conscience, and immediately turned around and ran away in despair.

"Hey, why is he gone?" Qi You asked in confusion.

"Otherwise, do you still want to ask for his number?"

There was a slight mocking sound above her head, and Qiao Yanyan suddenly let go of her hand. Qiyou lost her support, and her legs instantly became weak, and she fell to the ground with a "Oh!"

"Why are you like this? I haven't settled the score with you yet!" She covered her innocent little flesh pad in pain, her facial features wrinkled into a pile.

Who is this?

"What kind of account is this?" Qiao Chunyan's clear voice was calm.

"Of course you gave me the fake number! What's the deal with the fire call? You're the one who needs to put out the fire! Hey, did you hear me?"

"Hey... don't leave!"

"return!"

Qiao Chunyan acted as if he didn't hear anything and went straight to the reception desk to check in.

The new waiter at the front desk didn't recognize him. He checked the check-in registration and politely told him that there was no room. Fortunately, their manager was explaining the work nearby. When he learned that his surname was Qiao, he immediately greeted him with a smile and told him that the presidential suite on the 19th floor was reserved for him.

With.

He took the room card and turned around to see the woman still sitting on the cold marble at the entrance of the elevator. She seemed to be drunk, tilting her head and staggering to lie down on the ground.

"Your girlfriend fell asleep quickly, why don't you go pick her up?"

A pair of young men next to him who had witnessed the whole process but couldn't figure out the situation couldn't stand it anymore and looked at him with eyes that said, "I'm afraid you are a dead scumbag."

Just as Qiao Yanyan was about to explain, he was already hugging each other and getting into the elevator to go upstairs.

He took a deep breath, walked back to Qi You, squatted down and touched her shoulder, "Wake up, which floor do you live on?"

Qi You heard the sound and opened her eyes. The whole world was spinning like a roller coaster, and the ghosts of several men appeared in front of her eyes.

She fumbled around in her bag for a while, but couldn't find the room key. In a fit of anger, she poured out all the contents in her bag, scattering them all over the floor.

"Found it, here! It seems to be 9...9081."

"You took the room card backwards." Qiao Chunyan reminded him expressionlessly.

"Really? Oh...that's 1908."

"It's 1806." Qiao Chunyan was speechless. He picked up the things on the floor for her and put them back into her bag. She stood up and said, "Get up. I'll take you up."

Qi You groaned, but did not move. She raised her head and blinked pitifully at him. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were clear in black and white, and her harmless appearance made her look like some kind of pitiful little animal, which was irresistible.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Chunyan felt that her patience was pushed to the edge of the cliff.

"My legs are numb and I can't stand up."

After waiting for a few seconds, Qi You finally saw him extending a hand towards her. She grasped it in time, stood up, and smiled brightly at him, "Thank you."

Qiao Yanyan's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes slowly turned downward, landing on the palm that was tightly held by her. Qi You felt something, and let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted. Then he squeezed out a "Hmm" from the depths of his throat.

", turned around, pressed the button on the elevator and walked in.

Qi You pouted and limped in.

The elevator door slowly closed, the two of them stood on each side, and the small and airtight space fell into a deathly silence.

Qiyou leaned against the wall, barely standing.

I don't know if the place was too small or the air conditioner in the elevator was too low, but she still felt so hot against the cold metal wall that her whole body felt like it was on fire.

She moved around hotly, and her fanning hand hit the man's arm.

"Don't move." Qiao Yanyan clicked his tongue impatiently.

"I'm hot~" Qi You moved twice more, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone that she didn't even notice.

She touched her forehead and it seemed to be very hot. She tilted her head and looked at the man next to her, "Aren't you hot?"

The distance suddenly got closer, and the woman's delicate facial features were so close. Qiao Chunyan felt slightly uncomfortable. He frowned and took a step back, avoiding the woman's shining eyes. His Adam's apple rolled slightly, "It's not hot."

"Then why are your ears red?"

"No."

"Yes."

Being drunk and emboldened, Qiyou suddenly took a step closer and put her cold palm on his cheek, "Your face is also hot."

Qiao Chunyan held her wrist and warned in a hoarse voice: "Don't move."

Qi You really stopped moving, staring quietly at his overly beautiful face.

I have to say that Chen Jinan is very discerning. The man in front of him has good bones and a straight nose. He exudes the powerful aura of a superior person and has a more ascetic air than those dandy second generation ancestors.

Probably because of drinking, he smelled faintly of alcohol, but it wasn't unpleasant. It had a hint of cool mint aroma, light and refreshing, but it tickled her heart.

"Have we met before?" She murmured, staring blankly at his overly handsome face.

Qiao Chunyan lowered his eyes to look at her. There was a flowing light on the woman's face, and there were stars in her eyes.

It was only after he realized that it was really hot in the elevator.

"You say that every time you flirt with a man?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

Qi You snorted softly, "Whether you believe it or not, you are the first."

She stared at the man's sexy thin lips, pulled his tie in a mysterious way, stood on tiptoes and kissed him.

Chen Jinan was right, she shouldn't wait until she couldn't eat anymore before regretting it. She didn't care about marriage or not. For the first time, if she wanted to sleep with him, she should sleep with a handsome man.

She had no experience, so she kissed based on instinct. Everything was silent except for the sound of her heartbeat. She gently licked the man's lips with her tongue, but he still didn't respond. It seemed that even his breathing had stopped.

Just when she was about to give up and leave his lips, Qiyou suddenly felt a tightness in her waist. Qiao Yuyan held her in his arms, pinched her chin, and kissed her overwhelmingly.

The blood is screaming, and the desire is like a wolf in a drought-stricken desert, passionate and eager, extending from the elevator to the room.

When she first meets someone, she is more about exploring and searching. She is like a cup of viscous ice cream that is stirred and stirred into sweet and greasy cream.

Regarding that night, Qiyou's last memory was the sound of gurgling water in the bathroom, and the man's hot breath in her ear.

A long night...

//

Qi You had a ridiculous dream.

In the dream, she was a small boat, drifting in the vast ocean, with the waves crashing, pushing her crazily to the extreme, overlapping the water, and tossing and turning.

The picture is very forbidden.

The sunlight slipped in through the gaps in the curtains, the ceiling was dazzlingly white, and the air was filled with a lingering fragrance.

When Qiyou woke up, her whole body was sore as if she had been hit hard, her waist was about to break, and her mind was still groggy.

She turned over and subconsciously touched her phone, but she touched a European crystal lamp that appeared out of nowhere on the bedside table. The quilt and pillows also felt unfamiliar to her.

This is not her own room.

Her body was restrained by a strong arm. When she opened her eyes, the man's clear face was close at hand, and his warm breath sprayed on her neck.

Qiyou suddenly held her breath, and her brain exploded.

It's him!

After being stunned for half a minute, she slowly opened the quilt and buried her head in it.

She was naked under the white quilt, wearing nothing.

Chaotic memories rushed to her face, her dreams were blurred by the moonlight, and her head was about to explode. She vaguely remembered that they met in the hotel lobby, and then they entered the elevator together, and then...

Then she took the initiative to kiss him first, and when she was confused, she even asked to be on top of him.

so……

The chaos of the night was that she got interested in sex, acted recklessly after drinking... and slept with this man.

Finished, finished, finished.

The man next to her was already showing signs of waking up. Qi You didn't think much, she immediately closed her eyes and clutched the quilt tightly and continued to pretend to be asleep.
To be continued...