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i want to eat you!

She quickly withdrew her hand and sat up, like a child who had done something wrong, and said: "It's just... the food is here, I asked you to eat..."

"Woman, has anyone told you that you look cute when you blush... I don't want to eat now, I want to eat | you..." He pulled his big hand, and she fell on top of him again.

He turned over, pressed her down, and carefully traced the outline of her face with his hands...

"Eat me? Are you sure you still have the strength now?" She naturally hooked her hands around his neck, raised her chin slightly, and said provocatively.

"Are you provoking me? Do you want to try...Do I have the strength? Huh?" His face was getting closer and closer to her...

She pushed him away, stood up, and said: "No... no need... the food is here, will you eat it?"

Really lost to him!

He supported the bed with his hands, looked at her repeatedly from bottom to top with a smile, and said: "I don't want to eat, I am very tired, I will take a nap first, and don't come in and disturb my sleep, otherwise..."

"Sleep in your bed!" Qiao Weiwei quickly left the lounge and closed the door for him.

He looked at the direction she was leaving, curled the corners of his lips, and lay down again.

Liangbo's so-called squinting for a while means squinting from lunch time to evening.

After finishing the last task at hand, Qiao Weiwei pinched her brows tiredly, arranged a pile of documents in front of her in order, then stood up and opened the curtains.

The setting sun coats the forest made of reinforced concrete with a light golden color.

The street lights were turned on early, and from her point of view, they looked like several giant dragons baring their teeth and claws.

The buildings opposite are also covered in golden clothes, like bright and moving women.

The door to the lounge opened slowly, and after a refreshing shower, he wrapped his lower body with a towel and walked out with slippers on his feet...

With golden proportions, excellent figure, stunning appearance, strong aura, and super high net worth, any woman who sees such a top-notch man will be delighted.

He hugged her from behind, buried his head behind her ear, sucked her breath greedily, and said: "Woman, go buy me a set of clothes."

"Oh...the size."

"..."

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, she finally couldn't bear her curiosity, turned around, stood on tiptoes, put her arms around his neck, and said: "Hey... size..."

He raised the corner of his lips, grabbed her wrist with his fiery hand, attached it to the place covered by the towel, and joked: "You have been working for so long, and you still don't know my size?"

She quickly withdrew her hand and blushed: "Fuck you! You're full of nymphomaniacs!" She raised her foot and kicked him hard on the thigh, then took the black Chanel hanging on the wall and left quickly.

Behind him, he was so painful that he covered the place where she kicked him with one hand, and supported the wall with the other hand, with a wicked smile on his face...

-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*

Qiao Weiwei drove her Lamborghini all the way to the Armani store. In the interplay of light and shadow, a tired look appeared on her lightly made-up face.

At this moment, the city is full of wine, lights and music, and of course, the traffic is also terrible.

Her fingers were tapping randomly on the steering wheel, her body was leaning against the backrest, her brows were furrowed, and her ears were filled with the piercing sound of the whistle.

It's been stuck in traffic for an hour, and it looks like it's going to be stuck again.

The sky has turned from gray to ink...

"Shit!" Qiao Weiwei cursed and began to honk the horn impatiently.

After about five minutes, the car in front started to move slowly.

In desperation, Qiao Weiwei turned the car around and decided to take a small road. Although it was roundabout, narrow, and dark, at least she didn't have to wait here. She hated waiting...

When the car got on the small road, it was smooth. Qiao Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, pressed down the hood, and let the night wind blow her hair wantonly.

"Bang..." A black object falling from the sky hit the front of her car hard, and bright red liquid splashed on the glass that could detect light, as well as her face that could be broken by a bullet...

Qiao Weiwei just felt that her brain was "buzzing..." and it went blank...

The smell of blood spread in her breath...
Chapter completed!
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