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Chapter 7 Afraid He Woke Up

His breath was like fire, and the ear and cheek on Wen Wen's side suddenly became hot.

She almost lost her balance and hurriedly asked the hotel front office for help.

The front lobby of the hotel was still very lively at first, but after getting off the elevator, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the drunk Xiao Rongzheng staring at him.

He said politely: "Sorry, guest. According to the regulations, we cannot enter the guest's room, so I can only send it here."

"Okay. Thank you." We have already arrived at the door of the room anyway, and Wen Cun doesn't want to embarrass others.

Xiao Rongzheng was still leaning on her, his breath still in her ear. She didn't dare to raise her head and poked him with her elbow: "Where is your room card?"

Xiao Rongzheng did not respond.

Wen Cun waited for a few seconds and asked again. Seeing that he still didn't respond, she didn't want to waste time here anymore, so she directly reached into his pocket to dig, but found nothing.

She carefully controlled her gaze, only falling on his trouser pocket, and then stretched out two fingers to take the key card out of his trouser pocket.

But the man's trouser pockets were designed to be very deep, so she had no choice but to put her whole hand in and take them out.

Xiao Rongzheng was very clear about his thoughts, so Wen Zun was tense the whole time when he was doing this, for fear that he would wake up.

After finally getting him through the door, Wen Cun was hesitating whether to throw him on the sofa or on the bed, when the originally open door slammed shut behind him.

Wen Cun's heart skipped a beat at the sound. Just as he was about to reach out and open the door, his wrist was caught.

The man's finger bones were slightly cold and rough, but they were like a soldering iron, and he subconsciously jerked them.

Didn't break away.

Wen Cun could only use enough momentum to attack verbally: "Xiao Rongzheng, you are pretending to be drunk! Shameless! Let me go!"

Entering his room, Wen Wen's whole body was already tense, but now it seemed to be to the extreme, and her voice was trembling a little.

But Xiao Rongzheng looked at her in the dark and didn't react at all.

There were no lights on in the room, so the light came through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Wen Wen couldn't see his expression clearly, so he could only try to keep his hands out.

This uncertainty, coupled with the huge physical difference between the two, made Wen Wen increasingly panicked.

I don't know how many seconds passed before Xiao Rongzheng let go of her.

Wen Cun immediately took a few steps back as if she was being forgiven. When her back was pressed against the cabinet in the entrance hall, Xiao Rongzheng only took one step forward and placed his hands on the cabinet in the entrance hall, trapping her easily.

The distance was so close that Wen Nun finally saw his expression clearly.

The eyes under Yingting's brows were heavy, looking at her accurately and sharply.

"Is there anything else you want to scold? Let's scold it together."

Wen Cun has calmed down now and refuses to let go: "Dirty!"

"continue."

"mean!"

"mean?"

Xiao Rongzheng snorted very lightly, moved one foot to the side of Wen Wen's calf, and got closer, "This word is suitable for you. Wen Wen, have you forgotten how you slept with me back then?"

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When he was suddenly exposed, most of his gentle arrogance disappeared.

She was afraid that he would mention more.

She began to feel guilty again.

But she couldn't show her timidity at this time. She glanced at the time on Xiao Rongzheng's watch calmly, feeling more confident, so she asked him with a smile: "Even if I slept with you, then you

Otherwise..., would that be possible? Can a slap be enough?"

After all, she still didn't have the shame to say that hard word, so she took advantage of the situation and turned her head.

Xiao Rongzheng smiled and pinched her chin to straighten her face. The strong and fierce temperament seemed to be in her bones.

"You're quite good at talking." He let go before she could get angry again, "The company sells robots and has to provide after-sales service. Not to mention you slept with someone."

Wen Cun avoided his breath on the side of her neck and was about to speak when she heard him pause briefly and then continue:

"Tell me, do I have to go back to sleep?"
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