The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

If she remembers correctly, this hotel has a total of 68 floors.

"It seems to be." Cheng Lianxun said to her boyfriend beside her a little tiredly, "It's so late, I still have to move things."

"It has already been moved up."

The third master does everything in detail, how could he tire his girlfriend.

"Alright then." Cheng Lianxun accepted the new room instantly.

I didn't want to change the room before. In addition to thinking that the room was really okay, another major factor was that I didn't want to pack my luggage.

Pack it up and put it in a box, and after moving it upstairs, you have to pack it out again, which is troublesome and tossing.

As for what the crew think, they can only do whatever they want.

Lu Na's floor arrived first. After she went out, she didn't go back to her room, but went downstairs again.

She went to the front desk on the first floor and wanted to change rooms.

"Excuse me, what kind of room do you want to change?" The cutie at the front desk asked with a gentle smile.

"The one on the top floor. Floor 68, preferably 6802." Lu Na said.

The crush at the front desk checked and said respectfully: "Sorry, someone has already checked in at 6802. But the presidential suite at 6803 is empty..."

Before she finished speaking, Lu Na rushed to talk in surprise: "Presidential suite?"

"Yes. We have presidential suites on the top floor, and there are at least four rooms in each suite. How many rooms do you want?"

"..." Lu Na clutched her chest, feeling a little pain in her heart.

Cheng Lianxun is alone, what kind of presidential suite does he live in?

Why do you need so many rooms!

Heartache is heartache.

But Cheng Lianxun has already lived in, so she can't lose her grade.

If it's expensive, it's more expensive, first order for a week, and then ask her father to order it for her for three months.

After making up her mind, she said boldly, "I want 6803."

Cheng Lianxun, who had already lived in the presidential suite, lost her bag and collapsed on the sofa.

"Brother Zhuo, I'm too full." She stroked her belly, as lazy as a tabby cat.

The third master also sat down and touched her belly together: "If you eat too much, you won't be full after taking a bath."

Between the lightning and the flint, the eyes of the two collided together, sparking countless sparks that could only be understood or could not be expressed in words.

"I'd better lie down, I won't be full after lying down, you go take a bath first."

Under his aggressive and wild gaze, Cheng Lianxun silently turned over and lay on his side, not daring to look at him.

Brother Zhuo's eyes were full of desire, and Nian's eyes were too crazy, just staring at her, she couldn't bear the heat all over her body.

"It's not easy to digest while lying down, and it's faster to take a bath." The third master's hand was originally on top of the clothes, and while talking, he moved, and slowly opened the hem of her clothes, "Huh?"

Cheng Lianxun grabbed his hand as quickly as possible.

"I don't want to move now, I just want to lie down." I didn't want to refuse him, but I was really full and my stomach felt uncomfortable.

In this case, it is not suitable for intimate sports.

"When do you want to lie down?"

Seeing that she really didn't want to move, the third master didn't force him. He grabbed her hand and played with it intentionally or unintentionally.

"You go to take a shower first, and I'll get up after you finish washing."

His hand was held in his big palm, and she tapped her fingertips lightly, urging on his palm.

"Are you sure?" He picked up his fidgety little hand and played with each of her fingers carefully.

He played with such concentration that it was like enjoying an elegant work of art.

"Sure." She turned over and lay flat again, looking at the ceiling with emotion, "Filming is so tiring, I need to relax for a while."

"Since you are so tired, do you need me to help you take a bath?"