Can You Love Me?

Xin Ai's body froze, and she turned around slowly to see Chen Ming's face that made her sick and wanted to be smashed.

She still remembered the last time she went to find Chen Ming, what he said.

At that time, she swore that if one day she had the ability, she would never let this man go.

Xin Ai lowered his eyebrows, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he picked up a glass of champagne and smiled, "Mr. Chen was joking, I really want to get rich, but there is no way out!"

"Acquaintance? Just right, I have it, and the two of us...maybe we can complement each other just right."

Xin Ai took the initiative: "It's rare to have a chance to meet here, why don't we find a place to sit down and have a good chat?"

Chen Ming's eyes instantly became wretched: "Okay, there are few people over there, we can have a good chat."

Xin Ai smiled and glanced at Chen Ming.

At that glance, half of his body softened.

Chen Ming has been coveting Xin Ai for a long time. Ever since Xin Huan disappeared, he has been trying to get Xin Ai in different ways. He feels that today is a good opportunity.

A stunner like this is an invincible weapon in his hand, which can help him solve many things.

Chen Ming deliberately led Xin Ai away from the venue to the remotest men's bathroom upstairs.

There are a lot of people coming to Wandu Hotel today, and everyone who comes here has a purpose, so almost everyone gathers in the banquet hall, and few people go upstairs.

After closing the door, Chen Ming couldn't wait to hug Xin Ai, but she was already prepared, so she dodged her sideways.

Chen Ming's eyeballs were almost glued to Xin Ai's body: "Xin Ai, what did you think of the thing I mentioned to you last time?"

Xin Ai brushed her hair behind her ears in a leisurely manner, and glanced at the vase on the washstand. This five-star hotel is really good. The ceramic vases in the bathroom are all top-grade, and the roses in the vase are airlifted from abroad. RMB is burning everywhere, I heard that this hotel... also belongs to Jian Zechuan.

Xin Ai said slowly, "What's the hurry?"

Chen Ming's saliva was about to flow out. Under the light, Xin Aimei was full of coquettishness, her red lips were drawn up, and her winking eyes swept lightly. Every move made him want to pounce on her.

He rubbed his hands: "Little baby, don't be in a hurry, brother is in a hurry, you little fairy really makes my brother think so much that he can't sleep!"

Resisting the urge to feel nauseous, Xin Ai tilted her head to look at him, her bright face was pure and gorgeous: "You really think so?"

"Really, really, just look at you and I'll be hard..."

The corner of Xin Ai's lips curled up into a bloodthirsty smile, "Hehe...it seems to be true."

She stretched out her right index finger and ticked it off, "Come here!"

Chen Ming thought that Xin Ai had compromised, his eyes lit up, he immediately took off his coat, and said obscene words: "I knew you were a little vixen, you must be restless, I was seduced by your coquettish air, today I have to teach you a lesson..."

Thinking that Xin Ai, a delicate flower, would be trampled immediately, Chen Ming's eyes turned red with excitement. He tore off his tie, and rushed over impatiently, just when his hand was only a few centimeters away from touching her. When Xin Ai touched his shoulder, there was a bang, and something seemed to shatter on his head.

Chen Ming's body seemed to be frozen, and he kept his forward posture. Soon, he felt as if warm liquid was flowing from his head.

He raised his hand to touch it, it was sticky and hot, and his palm was flushed.

Chen Ming's face suddenly turned ferocious, his body shook twice, his eyes darkened a bit: "Bitch...you... dare... hit me."

Xin Ai let go of the bottle in his hand and dropped it to the ground, smashing it into pieces with a bang.

There was a smile on her lips, "Yeah, what happened to hitting you? I haven't killed you yet."