Chapter 1277: Let Her Be the Antidote

Cen Xi opened the door and stuck his head out to look outside.

The man's tall and tall body was leaning against the wall, holding a cigarette between his fingertips. The rising smoke blurred his handsome outline, making it difficult for her to see his expression clearly.

Cen Xi took a few steps towards the door and handed out the suit in his hand, "Originally I planned to dry clean it and send it to you, but if you are in such a hurry, I can't clean it with you."

The man slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and looked towards her with his deep black peach blossom eyes.

Cen Xi was startled when she saw that his eyes were a little bloodshot and his eyes were deep and heavy.

Why did she think something was wrong with him?

After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that he didn't take the clothes, Cen Xi frowned and said, "Master Qiao, your clothes."

He was wearing a meticulously ironed black shirt, which was not as meticulous as working or attending a banquet. Three buttons on the collar were unbuttoned, exposing his collarbone and a small piece of his chest.

The hair on his forehead was a little messy, hanging down softly, and the whole person looked a little lazy and dangerous.

He flicked the ash from his fingertips and took the suit with his other hand.

Seeing this, Cen Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned around, intending to enter the apartment.

The man's slender fingers touched the pocket of his suit, "I have a USB flash drive in my suit, why is it missing?"

U disk?

Cen Xi looked back at the man, "I haven't touched anything in your suit."

"A very important confidential document." His dark peach blossom eyes were half-squinted, and his expression was serious and serious, showing a bit of sharpness and coldness.

Cen Xi thought that when he came to pick up the suit in the middle of the night, it was probably because there was something important in it that she asked him to go there in person. After all, if it was just a suit jacket, there was no need for him to come over at this time.

"Wait a minute, maybe it fell on the sofa." Cen Xi walked towards the living room.

The man followed and walked in, like an elegant cheetah, walking at an unhurried pace, his eyes fixed on the slender figure trotting.

Cen Xi searched for it on the sofa but couldn't find it.

She thought she had fallen into the gap in the sofa. Without thinking too much, she lay on the ground and looked into the gap.

She wore a white nightgown at night, which reached her knees and was not exposed, but when she lay down, her buttocks were raised.

Qiao Yanze walked behind her and looked at her slim waist and round buttocks. His Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Cen Xi was carefully looking for something in the cracks of the sofa. Suddenly, her waist tightened and she was pressed against the man's abdomen.

Cen Xi was no stranger to this kind of action. She had been so close to a man once when she was getting a drink at Zhou's house.

Only this time, the man's long and powerful palm, through the thin fabric of her pajamas, was like a hot iron, trying to burn her skin.

Cen Xi breathed heavily, straightened up as if she was electrocuted, and shook off the man's big hand on her waist, "There's something wrong with you!"

Take advantage of her while she is looking for something.

Because she was too embarrassed, Cen Xi's snow-white and crisp skin was covered with two layers of faint blush. Her waist-length hair was spread over her shoulders, with a vague fragrance of shampoo. She didn't apply makeup on her face. It has the purity and freshness of a girl, and the cold charm and temptation of a little woman.

Qiao Yanze didn't know why he came here. He had obviously overcome his drug addiction, so how could he not be able to endure a few glasses of aphrodisiac wine?

But when he was lying on the bed and closed his eyes, her little face was either angry or happy.

Looking at her palm-sized oval face, black gem-like eyes, small and upright nose, and cherry-red lips that opened and closed... the blood in his body was flowing faster, and the blazing flames were spreading all over his limbs. Channel.

Cen Xi looked at the man with a handsome and tense face, and fire dancing in his eyes. She realized that something was wrong. They were only one step away, and she could faintly feel that the breath between his nose was particularly hot.

"you are sick?"

The man didn't speak, but his breathing became heavier. He looked at her with eyes that were on fire and wanted to devour her.

Seeing that he was silent, Cen Xi leaned towards her with his tall and tall body. In the flash of lightning, she seemed to think of something and realized the danger. She jumped on the sofa and climbed over the back of the sofa, like a frightened little rabbit, panicking and choosing its way out. ran into the bedroom.

With a bang, she closed the door hard.

Her slender body was pressed against the door frame, and Cen Xi's chest kept rising and falling.

He, he, he, isn't it a cold, but someone drugged him?

He is handsome and has a good family background. There is definitely no shortage of women around him who want to throw themselves into his arms, but using despicable methods like drugging him is too superficial?

However, he was drugged, why did he come to find her?

I don't know why I thought of what he said, "This is not the right place to work. I'll find you another day."

Did he come here to ask her to be his antidote?

What did he take her for?

Cen Xi cursed silently in his heart, bastard!

After nearly several minutes, Cen Xi heard no movement outside, and she did not dare to open the door.

After a while, she suddenly heard the sound of the door being closed outside. She quietly opened the door a crack, and all the lights in the living room were turned off, making it pitch black.

he's gone!

With his shrewdness, he should have seen that she was unwilling to be his antidote. He was such an arrogant person and would not force himself on a woman!

Cen Xi opened the bedroom door and walked towards the main door. She still had to lock the door when sleeping at night.

After locking the door, Cen Xi returned to the bedroom.

After being fucked like this by him in the middle of the night, she felt completely sleepless. She would just lie down in bed and read a book for a while.

Entering the bedroom, she closed the door and just turned around when a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

Cen Xi's pupils shrank in fright, and she jumped up. Just as she was about to scream, the man's big knuckled hand covered her lips, "Don't scream, otherwise others will think that a murder occurred here."

His voice was low and deep, with a hoarse tone that he was trying to endure, and it contained a thrilling lust.

Cen Xi's chest was still heaving slightly. She looked at him with wide eyes, anger and shame in her eyes. She pulled away his hand covering her and said in a trembling voice, "Didn't you leave? "You suddenly appeared in my room and it was very scary, do you know?"

Qiao Yanze narrowed his dark eyes, his handsome face moved towards her, and his hot breath sprayed on her little face, "Now that I'm here, how can I leave so easily?"

Cen Xi's face turned red from his hot breath. She was ashamed and annoyed. She stretched out her hand and pushed him out of the door, "Mr. Qiao, I'm neither your lover nor your pet. Why should I let you do this?" What a waste? If you don’t feel well, you can go to Miss Ji or another woman. You—"

Before he finished speaking, the small hand pushing him out was suddenly held firmly by his big palm.