The night shrouded the city in darkness, and the neon lights flashed continuously. In the presidential suite, two fiery bodies were intertwined, staging a passion that they tried their best to vent.

That night, the color of spring spread throughout every corner of the presidential suite, until the east gradually began to reveal its white color...

The sunlight filtered in from the window, stinging Han Zhiqing's eyes that were almost difficult to open.

The sharp pain from being torn down her body made her eyebrows frown subconsciously, and her delicate arms stretched out from the quilt, blocking the sunlight coming in from the window.

She climbed up from the bed with the support of her other hand. Suddenly, her movement to get up paused, and her face became particularly ugly.

She suddenly turned her head to the side, and next to her was the handsome face that she had just seen the night before. When she turned her head to the side, those blue eyes happened to meet hers.

"you're awake?"

The deep voice that had just woken up was full of evil charm and sexiness, and his thin lips outlined a arc of satisfaction. He looked at Han Zhiqing, waiting for her answer.

"Why do we sleep together?"

As he expected, Han Zhiqing after waking up was as deserted and unfamiliar as the one he saw yesterday, even though they already had the most intimate relationship.

He didn't like to see her expression like this, this kind of .

Even when something like this happened, and her precious first time was given to a man who was unfamiliar to her, she could remain expressionless.

He wanted to know what else could happen when she was awake that would cause even the slightest ripples on her face.

Frowning quietly, he looked into her cold eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't you remember?"

Seeing that Wilson didn't answer her, but instead asked her such a question, Han Zhiqing's eyes froze for a moment, then she got off the bed without saying anything.

Silently putting on the clothes on the floor, she walked towards the door without even looking at Wilson.

"stop."

Wilson's voice became colder, with a hint of anger in it, causing Han Zhiqing to subconsciously stop opening the door.

She cast her gaze towards him lightly, with a hint of inquiry.

Wilson got off the bed with a sullen look on his face, and walked directly in front of her with no clothes on. His blue eyes narrowed at this time.

"You just left like this?"

"You want me to be responsible?"

But Han Zhiqing asked casually with a smile.

Wilson was stunned, not expecting that she would ask this. After a moment of silence, he also raised the corners of his lips, "Can't you?"

Hearing this, Han Zhiqing smiled lightly, looked at him from top to bottom, and then said:

"I don't know how many people this body has dealt with, but I am responsible for them all. Isn't it a great loss for me? Mr. Wilson, please don't let me think that you are someone who can't afford to play."

Her words were full of sarcasm. She opened the door again, but Wilson held the door handle.

Seeing him standing in front of her, smiling coldly, his clean and beautiful slender fingers carefully traced Han Zhiqing's tender skin, and said softly:

"You just said you were going to steal me last night, and then you forgot about it after you slept with me?"
Chapter completed!