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Whether the newly released boxing champion has a wife or not is not what the public is most concerned about. Compared with romantic gossip, men's focus is on the strength of the boxing champion.
He can defeat hundreds of people with ease. No one can survive a punch under him. Only the tip of the iceberg's power is revealed, which is amazing, not to mention the unlimited potential hidden in his body!
Therefore, the eyes of all parties are coveting.
It's not just ordinary people who can come to the nightclub to have fun. There are countless wealthy businessmen hiding among the VIP tables. They are in high positions and cherish their lives more than anyone else. Seeing Ibaraki's identity and superb methods, they can't help but rise up and pull people away. The thought of coming under his command.
After all, there is an extraordinary boxing champion working as a bodyguard next to you. When you go out, you not only gain face, but also safety. More importantly, the new boxing champion is extremely handsome. If he wears sunglasses and a black suit, he will look like the Matrix. When he goes out, he will look like he has a high position and will definitely not lose his status.
But it¡¯s not just the wealthy businessmen who have the same idea, but also the people in power behind this nightclub.
After they hid in the dark and carefully observed the video of Ibaraki defeating his opponent, the people in power immediately decided to keep Ibaraki as a cash cow. No matter how much it cost, they had to make friends with the opponent at a young age so that they could learn from him at the right time in the future. Get more benefits from you.
The long-term contract was quickly drawn up under the team's operation. Unfortunately, the bodyguards who tracked Ibaraki were not good enough. Instead of digging into the wall, Ibaraki hit him into a ball and threw it into the trash can
The contract plan for this nightclub was aborted before it was even finalized, and the people in power were so angry that their faces turned green.
Ibaraki was in no mood to pay attention to the turbulent waves hidden under the calm surface. He returned to the appearance of a great demon in the dead night, jumped up, and disappeared among the reinforced concrete buildings in an instant.
Although there is a long distance, he can always reach the apartment in the shortest time. Feeling familiar again, Ibaraki opened the window on the sixth floor and jumped into the living room. He immediately glanced at the sofa, only to find that there was no breath left on the thin quilt and no one was there.
The big monster subconsciously tensed up his body, but after hearing a shallow breath, he slowly relaxed.
Ibaraki turned to look at the bedroom, narrowed his eyes slightly, left the money bag and gold card casually on the coffee table, and walked towards the ajar door.
There were no lights on in the bedroom, only a faint halo of light shone from outside, spreading on the floor tiles, emitting a faint white glow.
The soft Simmons body was slightly sunken, embedded in Qiao Xinshu¡¯s curled-up body. The thin quilt was placed over her heart, her arms were folded around her shoulders, and her long hair was messy, covering almost half of the bed. The posture of lying on one's side is not conservative. Inadvertent twisting will always reveal a large area of ??snow skin and the undulating half of the wall
The hem of her pajamas was wrinkled, and her two slender legs overlapped and rubbed restlessly against the sheets. I don't know what she was dreaming about, but the corners of her lips were slightly curved, and there was a relaxed posture between her eyebrows.
Ibaraki held his breath subconsciously, and his tall body stiffened for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, he found that the restlessness that had been blown away by the night wind surged out of his heart again, more uncontrollable than before, as if urging him to do something.
The nature of the big monster is to do things based on intuition. Whatever method makes him feel comfortable, he will dive into it without hesitation. Just like now, he felt that he wanted to get closer to Qiao Xinshu, so his body moved forward in response.
Step by step, Ibaraki felt his heart beat a little faster, and his blood, which had not cooled down for a long time, showed signs of boiling again. The kind of excitement and passion that can only appear between life and death, mixed with some obscure impulses that he himself didn't understand, bit by bit touched a world he had never understood.
Whatis attracting him? Bewitch him? Make him want to get closer? Make him wantpossession?
Simmons suddenly sank, Ibaraki was like a lion hunting at night, slowly patrolling everything in his territory. He propped up his body and loomed over Qiao Xinshu; his eyes swept over her texture inch by inch, bringing out indescribable waves.
The silent oppression made the narrow space seem even more dead. Ibaraki lowered his head and followed his instinct to bury it on the side of her neck, pinpointing the location of her artery, and took a deep, deep breath.
The smell of a human woman, the smell of a weakling, the smell of prey But at this moment, it doesn't seem annoying. Even more a little addictive.
The long, snow-white hair hangs down and intertwines with the black hair. Ibaraki opened his golden eyes, his whole body filled with tension and aggression that was on the verge of breaking out.
The aura of the hunter was even stronger, forcing Qiao Xinshu to frown, as if she was haunted by a nightmare. She shivered and stretched her body, struggling and twisting to change her position to sleep.
Between tossing and turning, her breath slipped past his ear, and her lips brushed against his auricle
Ibaraki stiffened all over.
He silently stared at Qiao Xinshu's side face for a while. After a while, he quietly left her side, slowly straightened up, and disappeared into the darkness again. Only one pair of eyes was slightly ferocious, like a beast that couldn't be fed enough.
Late at night, it is too long before sunrise.
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The next day, the cell phone rang like a thunderbolt.
Qiao Xinshu stretched out her hand and rubbed it randomly like a blind cat trying to kill a mouse, but her fingertips accidentally touched an iron plate, which caused pain to her fingers. She hissed, and the pain invaded her brain, driving away the sleepiness. She sat up from her dream in confusion. She glanced at Simmons with her half-opened and half-closed eyes. She didn't find the phone, but she found a "face full of Boss Ibaraki of "Frost"
¡°Wait a minute Qiaodou sack? ! Damn it!
Qiao Xinshu almost had a heart attack when she regained her senses in an instant. Any single woman would be confused when she wakes up in the morning and finds a man sitting next to her bed!
Come on Assi! Who am I? Where am I? Did I have any fragments last night? What did I do?
A series of roaring barrages blasted Qiao Xinshu's head. She stared at the Mr. Ibaraki who had come and gone without a trace in fear, feeling that her life might be in danger.
She is lying down, and the boss is sitting; she is sleeping, and the boss is awake; she is awake, and the boss is watching Can this get better!
"Heh." Boss Ibaraki sneered and said, "I remember you said that this place is mine."
Qiao Xinshu:
"You didn't go back?" Qiao Xinshu suddenly felt very bitter in her heart, "Didn't you go back?"
Ibaraki's face was so dark that he could drip with water: "It seems you really want me to go back Haha!"
etc! Boss, what nonsense are you talking about? Who said last time that they would never stay here if they could go back? You also want to go back, and I also hope you go back, but what the hell is that "hehe"? Mr. Ibaraki, is it really okay for you to be so inconsistent? !
Qiao Xinshu:
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