Chapter 110: Greed

Chapter 110 Greed makes trouble
Click, the access control card swiped, the door opened cracks, Wen Qiao instinctively grabbed the door handle, "It's still early, I'll walk back ten minutes."
The man put away the access card, turned his head and glanced at her, frowning slightly.
Wen Qiao suddenly panicked again. She seemed to resist too obviously, afraid of causing his suspicion. She let go of the doorknob and grabbed his arm: "Then... then stay for one night. On what floor do you live? "
"Twelfth floor."
On the top floor, there was one elevator and one house. The elevator opened, and after a few steps, he came to the door of his apartment. The password was locked. He pressed a few numbers with his slender fingers and asked her in a deep voice, "What's the birthday?"
Wen Qiao replied softly: "October 27th."
The beep sounded, and finally he said: "The password is changed to your birthday."
After speaking, he embraced her and entered the room, Wen Qiao hesitated to speak, and finally chose to shut up.
This is a duplex apartment, decorated in a simple and atmospheric style, with gray tones as the mainstay. The entrance is slightly narrow. After the entrance, there is a very spacious living room with full floor-to-ceiling windows. There is no light at this time. The light.
He changed his slippers. There were women's slippers in the shoe cabinet at the hallway. They were new, obviously prepared for her. Wen Qiaoyu pulled the slippers to the living room by him.
"Don't turn on the lights...well..."
She was pulled into the sofa by him, and held in his arms.
Because of the darkness, her senses were more sensitive than usual, and she flinched, and her instinct moved back.
When the two are alone, Wen Qiao always has the illusion that he is a prey. He will let go of the usual gentleness and aggressiveness, and she has nowhere to hide.
"Afraid to be alone with me?" Without any physical movements, his hands were just resting on the armrests of the sofa. In the gloom, half of the man's face was hidden in the gloom. Wen Qiao's guilt became even more white, and he reached out and placed his hand gently on him. Chest.
"No."
If she let her own inner thoughts go, she even wanted to stay by his side.
Greed is uncontrollable.
"Really?"
The man tore off the tie from his neck with one hand, threw it aside, and looked at her.
Wen Qiao's softness was only shown in front of Fu Nanli: "You probably don't have a deep understanding of your looks. No girl in the world can resist you. How could I be afraid of being alone with you."
She didn't know if she said this to deal with Fu Nanli, or she accidentally said something deep in her heart.
Over time, she has long been confused, and occasionally wants to deal with the thoughts in her heart, but the more and more it gets messed up.
The man finally had no further doubts, he reached out his hand and rubbed her soft hair: "Eleventh, seven days, right?"
"Yeah." His aggression and oppression was temporarily put away, Wen Qiao could feel it, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Air Traffic Management Bureau's assessment on me has come down, and I am officially transferred back to the captain position on November, and fly with me to Germany."
Wen Qiao:...
Going to fly again.
"German stuff...I can't get used to it."
This is really unaccustomed to eating, she did not lie.
"Bring you a chef."
Wen Qiao:? ?
Don’t most people bring some instant noodles? Okay, the young master's brain circuit is different from ordinary people.
"Well, that's okay." After saying that, I felt that I was too foody. I raised my eyes, and the man smiled on his lips, his tone was doting, "Eat is so important?"
Sure enough, the decision decided that she was a foodie.
"The people regard food as their heaven."
(End of this chapter)