As he spoke, Qiao Xiaomu's hand moved across his chest.

Hmph, she didn't believe it, Fu Shaoming really didn't feel it at all.

Fu Shaoming felt cold all over his body.

Just as he was about to speak, the doorbell rang.

A voice came from outside: "Hello, your water has been delivered."

"Have you ordered water?" Qiao Xiaomu asked curiously as her hand rested on his suit.

Before he could answer, she took the initiative to open the door.

I saw the hotel attendant standing at the door, pushing a cart.

The waiter said to her politely: "Hello, your box of water has arrived."

Qiao Xiaomu glanced at it. It was a whole box, and she couldn't move it.

He staggered his body and said to her, "You can move in."

"Okay." The waiter kept a polite smile on his face.

Bring in the water tank.

She secretly glanced at the man sitting on the sofa in the room.

He was holding a goblet and was gently shaking the red wine in the glass.

That posture is leisurely and dignified.

Simply wonderful!

How could there be such a handsome guy in the world?

It seemed that the waiter missed half a beat of his heartbeat.

At this moment, the man glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and she was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her gaze and lowered her head.

At the same time, the heart was still pounding.

After nervously placing the water tank on the table, she hurriedly left the room.

Don't dare to stay in the room for half a second.

This man has too much momentum.

It seems that staying in the same space with him for a second is a burden on the heart.

After the waiter went out, Qiao Xiaomu closed the door.

Returning to him again, he saw that he was already sitting on the sofa, tasting red wine.

Qiao Xiaomu was excited.

She also poured herself a glass of wine, holding the goblet in her pretty hand, and sat down beside him.

The body deliberately moved closer to him.

The smile on his face is charming.

"Shaoming, drinking alone is so lonely, let me drink with you."

As she spoke, the wine glass touched his wine glass, wanting to clink glasses with him.

But the man's hand moved a little, the movement was calm and elegant.

The cup that Qiao Xiaomu clinked with him was empty, only touching the air.

The smile on her face froze: "Shaoming, what do you mean?"

"I like to drink alone." Fu Shaoming said, taking another sip of wine gracefully, without looking at her.

Qiao Xiaomu's chest heaved a few times with anger.

Although he didn't reject him explicitly, he was always keeping a distance from her.

But obviously he is already his fiancé.

This indifferent feeling made Qiao Xiaomu feel very uncomfortable.

She originally wanted to come and become a real couple with him today.

With his attitude, how could she succeed?

While she was angry, she saw Fu Shaoming poured herself another glass of wine.

He is drinking alone.

That's right, when he's drunk and unconscious, that's the best time for her to have sex with him.

Thinking of this, Qiao Xiaomu felt a lot better.

She was not in a hurry, she went back to the bed and sat down, waiting for him to get drunk.

Hotel Lobby.

The water waiter came down.

Shi Miao called her over and asked, "What are the guests in room 8069 doing?"

"Drinking." The waiter reported truthfully.

Just now, Shi Meow asked her to go up to deliver water, and told her to check the situation in the room.

Then come and report to her.

Hearing this news, Shi Miao's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Who's drinking, the man or the woman?"

"That, that man..." The waiter thought about the man's appearance, and his heart beat fast.

When talking about him, I still feel a little bit like a deer.

That man is really handsome.

She was 22 years old, and she had never seen such a handsome man.