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    She was a little surprised, so he could also joke?

    Shi Yimo curled up the corners of her mouth that were stained with bread crumbs. He could find her even if she was lost in a sea of ??people. Sometimes she really felt that this man could do anything.

    He drove the car into the hotel's underground parking lot. As soon as Tang Chao entered the lobby with his arms around her, the French manager just now was already waiting there. When he saw the two coming, he stepped forward and spoke French that Shi Yimo couldn't understand.  , but judging from his appearance, he seemed to be explaining the incident and apologizing to the Tang Dynasty.

    The man didn't seem to buy it, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In Shi Yi's silent, mirror-like eyes, he swung out an iron fist. Tang Chao punched him in the face without any scruples. He saw the manager falling to the ground holding the bleeding corner of his mouth.  Tang Chao still maintained his previous elegant posture, shrugged his shoulders, and slid the coat off his shoulders back into place handsomely.

    The doorman and the waiter rushed over to support the manager, and glanced around with a silent ring. Many pairs of blue eyes looked towards them. She was a little embarrassed and hurriedly grabbed Tang Chao, "Forget it, they are all watching."

    She didn¡¯t know that this was the first time a man had destroyed his image for a woman in public.

    If Shi Yimo hadn¡¯t persuaded him, the manager¡¯s end might have been even worse.

    The hotel manager also knew that the man in front of him was not easy to mess with, and he did not let the matter escalate any further. He stood in front of Tang Chao with blood on his mouth, but still maintained the posture of apologizing just now, which made his secret anger disappear a little.

    Tang Chao put his arm around Shi Yimo's shoulders and headed for the elevator. Even if she didn't ask what the manager had just said to him, she could still guess a rough idea.

    Today, the matter finally came to an end, but his actions just now made her a little surprised.  You must not mess with this man, otherwise he will really disown you if he loses his temper.

    In fact, in the imperial court, everyone worshiped him as if he were a Tai Sui. At that time, she didn¡¯t know much about him. It wasn¡¯t until she came to Canada that she began to slowly understand the real him.

    In the elevator, she kept peeking at the man's sinister face with her peripheral vision. When Tang Chao turned his head, her eyes quickly looked away, causing him to smile lightly.

    Then he raised his hand and slapped her on the back of the head, "I know I'm handsome. If you like it, just do it openly. Other women won't have such privileges."

    Narcissism!

    She cursed in her heart, but her face remained calm.  Seeing that she didn't respond, Tang Chao retracted his arm, and her whole body pressed closer to his chest. This ambiguous posture made her panic, and she reached out to push him away. The difference in strength between men and women was reflected at this moment.

    She was almost stuck to him like dog-skin plaster, and she couldn't pull it off no matter how hard she tried.

    Tang Chao had a faint smile on his lips, "When you enter the house later, your whole body will be mine. Holding me like this is just a taste first."

    Shi Yimo¡¯s face turned red instantly.

    He seemed to like this way of teasing her. Looking at her pretty face, the ripe river shrimps, and her watery eyes, he didn't know where to put them, and he felt that he was in a good mood.

    The elevator opened on the thirteenth floor as promised, and Shi Yimo staggered as he took him out. In her opinion, the door to the presidential suite was like a shackled cage. As long as she entered, she would fall into the eighteenth century.  A layer of hell.

    Feeling the woman's footsteps become heavier, Tang Chao lowered his eyes. She was lying on his chest in panic, her red lips pursed tightly, and the look in her eyes was just like the first time he pressed her onto the sofa in the imperial court.  , humiliated, embarrassed, rejected and had to pretend to be calm.

    She is very different from those women who desperately want to control his bed.

    Shi Yimo is a hedgehog, and he is the one who must pull out the thorns all over her body.

    "What? Are you scared?"

    Yuncheng sneered at the corner of his mouth, "You said you should stay with me for a month."

    Shi Yimo swallowed her throat. She said she wanted to accompany him at first. Wasn't that because she didn't want him to bother her?  For a rich and powerful person like Tang Chao, she could not escape. This was the only way out for her to survive.

    Shi Yimo¡¯s wish was simple, that the Tang Dynasty could let him go.

    She raised her face, a pair of beautiful eyes fixed on his stunning face. The Italian crystal lamp above her head shot from Tang Chao's fine hair, making his already obsessed appearance even more dazzling.

    "Mr. Tang, will you really fulfill your promise?"

    She noticed that he was very cold-eyed, "Do you think you have a choice?"

    Hearing this, she lowered her long eyelashes to cover up the disappointment in her pupils.

    Yes, does she have a choice?  No matter whether Tang Chao will fulfill his promise or not, she can't escape. Rather than being played to death by him, it's better to believe in him this time. She will die anyway.

      She reluctantly hooked her lips, followed his footsteps, walked into the house, and changed into slippers at the entrance. Shi Yimo knew that the meaning of this time was different from the previous two times. In those two times, she might  Those who are lucky can escape from the clutches of the devil, but this time, no more miracles will happen.

    Even though it¡¯s an aunt¡¯s greetings, in Canada, her menstrual period will always fade after a month. Even if there are thousands of reasons, in the end she will still be eaten dry by this man.

    She sat down on the sofa dejectedly, took off the canvas bag on her shoulder and threw it aside. Tang Chao had already entered the bedroom one step ahead of her. As soon as his long legs stepped onto the wool carpet, the cell phone he had placed on the bedside table suddenly rang.  Hers is cheap and made in China.

    ??Picked it up with slender fingers and saw the caller ID: Mr. Bo.

    There was a cold smile in Tang Chao Shen Yao's eyes. The farther he looked from the bedroom door, Shi Yimo was leaning against the sofa, rubbing her temples and giving him a peaceful head. The ringtone of her cell phone was never loud, naturally.  Can't hear anything going on inside.

    Tang Chao¡¯s eyes fell back on the screen again, his lips pursed, and just as he was about to press the answer button, the phone line at the other end had been cut off, and then the text message rang again.

    He played with the mobile phone, turned over and sat on the bed with his pillow, and clicked on the text message with his thumb. Boye's line of information was clearly visible: Yimo, are you free today?  I'll treat you to a meal.

    He looked at the clock. It should be eight o'clock in the morning in China. Hehe, he asked a woman so early. The Boye he knew always made women wait. This was the first time he had seen him so active.

    Be proactive and date women that interest him.

    His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his thick eyelashes concealed the turbulent brightness inside. He took a cigarette from the cigarette case on the bedside table and lit it, groping for the buttons whose symbols had been rubbed off by her, and replied with a line of words.  .

    ¡®I want to spend time with my man, so I¡¯m not free.  ¡¯ After replying, delete Boye¡¯s text messages and turn off the phone.

    Shi Yimo came in from the outside and saw the thick smoke surrounding Tang Dynasty. She looked at the man through the hazy layer. His dark black pupils seemed to be blocked by something, and the pair of eyes were deep and sharp.

    He reached out to the ashtray and dropped the cigarette butt. The tobacco cut out an arc in the air, and the red cigarette butt burned into her cut pupils, which was a bit dazzling.

    She fanned herself in front of her nose with her hand, and then she realized that someone had thrown her cell phone crookedly on the bed and was lying on the bed under the quilt. Shi Yimo knelt on the bed and wanted to go and get it. Tang Chao moved his legs, and he was still quiet just now.  He lifted the cell phone and dropped it off the bed.

    Shi Yimo yelled, "What did you do with my phone?"

    Tang Chao chuckled, his eyes narrowed by the smoke, "What I want to do is you, not your cell phone." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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