Chapter 43: what happened

Chapter 43
Sun Yue understood that it was almost impossible for him to ask Su Shihao's forgiveness today.
He had heard about it in the business world for a long time. This guy Su Suhao was very small-minded, and he would report it, only to blame himself for thinking that he had made a mistake at that time, and he was so upset today.
"How is Mr. Su willing to let go of our Ruifeng Group?" He took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.
"It's impossible to let it go." Su Yinghao said in a calm tone, "However, for Mr. Sun's gift to my housekeeper today, and to accompany her to drink, I can consider that the stock price of Ruifeng will not fall. Acquired at the lowest point. "
"You ..." Sun Yue was so angry that his face turned red and his hands were fists.
Seeing him angry, Su Minhao raised his eyebrow lightly. "Of course, I would also mind spending more time to make Ruifeng Group worthless to buy again."
"Young man, don't be too proud, the road is still long." Sun Yue glared at him for two seconds, then turned away with hate.
After sending away the plague god, Su Yinghao's eyes fell back to the little drunk cat in front of him, and some were in trouble.
Originally, I just wanted to use Sun Yue's old guy to test her drinking volume. I didn't expect her to be so disappointed that she would become drunk after just a few glasses of wine.
Raised his hand, slammed his finger, and the waiter standing nearby came over immediately, "Sir, what would you tell me?"
Su Minhao glanced at the tall and handsome young waiter, then waved his hand, "Forget it, it's okay."
Followed, got up and walked to Luo Qingyun, bent over and hugged her whole person, and walked outside the restaurant.
Luo Qingyun had slept soundly, her body was hugged, and she was a bit unhappy.
With a frown, she twisted her small waist a few times, and her slender arms naturally hooked Su Suohao's elegant neck, and her small head arched to his neck socket. He rested comfortably in his arms.
This was the first time she had approached him so actively, her soft body was like marshmallows, and her soft skin stuck to his body like satin, which felt great.
At the elevator entrance, the waiter opened the elevator door for him intently, while focusing on Luo Qingyun, who was completely unconscious, and his expression was surprised and gossip.
Go up to the top floor and come to the entrance of the presidential suite. Because the room was stuck in Luo Qingyun's handbag, Su Yinghao had to put her down first, let her stand on the ground with her legs, leaning on herself to free her hands Get your room card.
But at this time, Luo Qingyun began to become dishonest because of his uncomfortable posture.
Her little hand was waving, and she refused to hold Su Yinghao's neck firmly.
Su Yunhao quickly took out the room card, swiped open the door, and helped her to go inside.
Luo Qingyun murmured "hungry" and opened his mouth to bite a piece of meat on his chest.
"Stupid woman, what are you doing?" Su Minhao took a bite of air-conditioner when she bit her and tried to push her away, but she was like a piece of kraft candy, sticking him tightly, "meat, eat Flesh ... "
"..." Su Haohao regretted having her drink so much.
When they entered the house, the door closed automatically, and Luo Qingyun was stabbed into the living room just like a chick.
Because her legs fell to the ground and her body was no longer supported, she had to open her drunk eyes and try to see the person in front of her.
Unfortunately, at this moment, her brain was chaotic. She didn't know where she was or who the man in front of her was.
"Handsome guy ..." This was her first reaction. She shouted in her mouth, and her small hand began to greet people.
Su Haohao never thought of it. On weekdays, the little woman who looked so gentle and beautiful would become so bold once drunk.
What's even more unexpected is that his body does not hate her touch and touch. On the contrary, when her soft body approaches him, he feels that the body is tight and a familiar impulse begins to spread in his body.
"Luo Qingyun!" He called her name, trying to keep her awake.
"Hot ..." However, now that she could still hear his voice, she just felt that she was burning all over her body, and the place covered by her clothes was about to burn.
The little hand was tearing at her skirt, but because the zipper was behind, she couldn't pull it apart, her face flushed and her sweat was coming out.
"Help me ... take off ..." She couldn't figure it out, she could only ask the handsome guy in front of her for help.
Su Minhao looked at her painful expression and raised her eyebrows. "Are you sure?"
"Hurry ..." With a look of drunkenness, she grabbed his big palm and greeted herself.
Su Minhao's mouth slightly ticked, and she touched her back with her palm, and easily, she just pulled down her skirt ...

Luo Qingyun didn't know how she got to bed last night. When she woke up, she just felt sore and had no clothes left on her body.
The most weird thing is that the room she was in at this time turned out to be the master bedroom in the presidential suite.
What happened?
Why is she in Su Yinghao's bed?
Vaguely remembered that she was drinking with Mr. Sun last night.
And ... then what happened?
Why is she here?
Ahhhh ...
My head was about to explode. Looking around the bed, there was a piece of clothing ...
Could it be that Su Yinghao took her drunk last night and gave her ...
Thinking of this possibility, she suddenly felt a anger start to burn in her heart.
How can he do this?
How can a grand president of a multinational group and a world-renowned consortium boss so despicably take advantage of others?
Gritting her teeth, she wanted to get up and ask him to talk.
I wrapped my quilt on my body, stepped on my toes on a soft carpet, and prepared to go out, but the door of the room was pushed open from the outside.
What caught the eye was Su Tinghao's tall and tall figure.
Perhaps she didn't expect that she had got up, and when he saw Luo Qingyun wrapped like a caterpillar standing in front of his eyes, his eyelids slipped a little surprised, followed by a meaningful smile, She couldn't help looking at her.
Luo Qingyun's feet were not wearing shoes, and Bai Nen's little feet were exposed outside at this moment, glanced at by his eyes. His left foot and uncomfortably stepped on the instep of the right foot, rubbing gently.
"Awake?" He said, breaking the weird silence.
Luo Qingyun originally had a stomach for resentment, but I don't know why. As soon as he saw him, his momentum would weaken instantly, and he didn't have the courage to question and condemn him.
Nodded, she bit her lip and still wanted a word in her heart, so she raised her small face and stared at him with clear eyes, "Last night, my clothes ..."