CEO's Actress Wife

"Don't wear a shirt in the future!" In the pitch-black room, Sparse Flower's somewhat hoarse voice suddenly rang out. She was flustered, her breathing ragged as she tore at the shirt buttons of the man lying under her.

Ambiguous breathing sounded in the quiet room. Feeling this woman constantly tugging at his shirt buttons, he flipped his hand and grasped her rash hand. He turned around and pressed the woman under him, lifting her small chin with his slender fingers and softly asking, "Are you very anxious?"

"Aren't you experienced?" "What happened?" Flowerless Shadow suddenly asked back impatiently.

He heavily embraced Sparse Flower's waist, holding his hand that was entangled on his shirt. Then, with a low and slightly hoarse voice, he said, "Usually, when you're in a hurry, undoing the bottom is more important than the top."

When he heard Qiuyi's words, it was unknown where Sparse Shadow got the strength to actually tear apart his shirt. The sound of shirt buttons falling was accompanied by Sparse Fragrance's hoarse scream as she fell to the ground.

Sparse Flower would never have dreamed that he would wake up in the bed of an unfamiliar man. In such an awkward position. She had not expected that the man she thought to be inexperienced would torment her until dawn.

Sparse shadow raised his eyes and a faint sunlight shone on the man's face. His beauty was not very real. Under his thick eyebrows, his long eyelashes were like wings and his skin could be easily broken by the wind. In the entertainment circle, Flowerless had seen many beautiful men, but this was the first time she had seen one that was so breathtaking.

She rubbed her head that was in excruciating pain. Her memories from last night gradually returned to her mind. Sparse Shadow suddenly remembered that he couldn't wait to get on this peerlessly beautiful man's good side yesterday.

She instantly blushed and quickly moved the arm the man had placed across her chest away. He then carefully lifted the blanket. No one knew just how crazy she had been last night, to actually cause her to directly kneel on the ground the moment she got out of bed.

Fortunately, the room was full of soft carpets, so she didn't wake the sleeping man. Sparse Shadow turned his head and carefully glanced at the man before picking up the messy clothes and putting them on. But unexpectedly, a lazy and magnetic voice suddenly came from behind, "What? You want to run after sleeping? "

Sparse Shadow paused for a moment, then abruptly turned around and used his clothes to cover his body. She looked at the man lying leisurely on the bed and forced a smile. "How could that be? I almost forgot. You didn't take advantage of last night's Spring Festival Gala for nothing."

A look of disdain flashed across Qiu Yi Si's face as he elegantly sat up. His exquisite marble-like upper body was immediately presented in front of Sparse Shadow. He took his wallet from the bedside table, pulled out a blank cheque, took the expensive pen, signed his name in an extremely casual manner, and threw it in front of Sparse Shadow. His tone was filled with disgust.

The look of disdain in his eyes infuriated Sparse Flower. Sparse Fragrance shot a cold glance at Joyce. He suppressed the inexplicable rage in his heart, but the corner of his mouth slightly hooked up as he mocked, "Mister's cheque signing moves are really adept."

Sparse Fragrance put on his own clothes and looked at Joyce with a faint smile.

Joyce looked at Sparse Shadow, but felt that this face seemed somewhat familiar. After a moment, a sexy voice came out from his thin lips, "Have we met before?"

It was only then that Sparse Shadow realized the truth, even though he was still a small celebrity that was half purple and half red. Therefore, she immediately grabbed something to cover her extremely recognizable face while looking at Joyce. She said, "Sir, you should just take that cheap cheque of yours. I'm afraid you won't be able to pay the price I want." "Last night, I gave it to you as a gift."

Although her heart was already riddled with wounds from last night, she still spoke arrogantly to Joyce.

She knew the importance of money to her in this free-floating world of entertainment, but she was not despicable enough to trade her dignity and her first experience in exchange for a disgraceful note. If she refused, she could at least confidently tell him that she had slept with the man in front of her and not been eaten clean by him.

A faint trace of ridicule rose at the corner of his mouth when he heard Sparse Shadow's bold words. He clearly understood what was going on as he handed the pen and cheque in his hand to Sparse Shadow, then pointed at the thing that Sparse Shadow was covering his face with. "You can pay me whatever you want, but can you return my underwear now?"

Sparse Fragrance suddenly recalled the thing he grabbed in a moment of desperation after he heard Joyce's words. It was actually this demon's underwear. Sparse Shadow instantly had the urge to die. Feeling disgusted, she stretched out her fingers and pinched a corner of her underpants, accurately throwing them at Joyce's face.

The faintly mocking smile on Joyce's face froze in an instant. His entire face darkened.

Sparse Shadow grabbed the cheque and pen in Joyce's hand and casually flaunted them a few times. He then patted the cheque onto Joyce's chest. He then ran out of the hotel in a fluster, taking advantage of the moment that Qiuyi had taken the 'hood' down …