Chapter 2: Hee hee, Spring Festival is worth a lot of money

The two finished warm, turned around and walked back to the hall.
Qiao Mianmian was pale, and his heart seemed to be torn open.
She looked up with red eyes and saw Su Ze walking towards her with arms around Qiao's heart.
Seeing that the two were getting closer and closer, she panicked and turned and ran away.

Qiao Mianmian was awkward all over, and I wondered if the stamina of the wine was coming out, and she began to feel dizzy.
During the run, she saw a few black men walking across the street.
She accidentally hit one of them.
He was about to apologize, but was grabbed by the man and heard him saying, "It's her. The man found it and took it away!"
What is she?
Did they find the wrong person?
Qiao Mianmian struggled twice, trying to resist, but had no strength at all.
The head is getting dizzy, and the consciousness is gradually blurred...

Presidential suite floor.
Hotel elevator doors open.
A group of bodyguards and hotel staff gathered around a man with an outstanding appearance.
The masculine field is extremely powerful, the facial features are cold and exquisite, and every part of the face is delicate and perfect that is difficult to describe with pen and ink.
The height of at least one meter eight or six is ​​better than the supermodel of the T stage!
He wore a tailor-made tailored suit with exquisite fit. The platinum buttons on the cuffs and chest were illuminated by crystal lights, reflecting the dazzling light.
The black suit pants wrapped the man's long, slender legs. He walked gracefully and walked outside a room. The bodyguard stepped forward and opened the door.
The man walked into the room, reached for the tie around his neck, and threw it into the closet.
He had just walked in two steps, and his body suddenly burst into an unusually hot heat. With a "click", the door was locked from the outside.
He froze, frowned, and turned to stride to the door, reaching for the door.
Can't pull open.
After two more pulls, it still didn't work.
The man's face sank and the ringtone of the mobile phone rang.
Caller ID: Yan Shaoqing.
Just after connecting, there was a voice of a man laughing and laughing: "Second brother, you just returned to our country, we specially prepared a gift for you. Have you seen it? Like it or not."
There was a trace of anger on the handsome man's face, eyes narrowed, and a low magnetic voice wrapped in cold air: "What the hell? Open the door."
"That wouldn't work. Brother, I and the eldest of them tonight bet. If you just came out like this, I would lose even wearing underwear."
Another cheap voice came over: "Second brother, I bet you can keep the boy who has been standing for 25 years, don't let me down!"
Men's faces are getting darker.
"Hee hee, it's worth a thousand dollars, and we won't disturb your second brother to enjoy the beauty. This time, this beauty will be the best in terms of body and appearance, I believe you will be satisfied!"
After that, I hung up the phone over there.
Hit it again, prompting that the other party has shut down.

Mo Yesi stood sullenly outside the bathroom.
In the bathroom, there was a sound of water flowing, and there was someone inside.
He pressed a cold arc around his mouth, and after a moment, he reached out and pushed open the door.
The white smoke from the hot air diffused out, and some women whispered, suppressing the pain-like cry, again and again, just like the sound of a kitten.
When he stepped in, he felt that the cry was sultry and hooked.