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I stole the CEO's girlfriend (11)

　　After Feng Yan left, Qi Wenshu took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. The water temperature rises gradually and the steam evaporates.

　　Qi Wenshu was smearing shampoo on his head when he vaguely heard the doorbell ringing outside. He had to quickly flush the foam, wipe his hair at will, wrap his bathrobe and go out to open the door.

　　It was actually Ningdong.

　　Qi Wenshu subconsciously frowned and closed the door.

　　"Don't close it." Ning Dong spoke with a smell of alcohol, and propped the door with his arms, so that the door was only partially closed. He looked up at Qi Wenshu with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

　　Inexplicably gave Qi Wenshu a bad premonition and a strong pressure that made him unhappy.

　　"What's the matter with you?" Qi Wenshu looked at Ning Dong coldly.

　　"You hate me?" Ning Dong looked at him with a smile, with undisguised love in his eyes, "But I like you, why can't you promise me?"

　　Lin Qinghe seemed to have just come out of the shower in a hurry, wrapped in a bathrobe at random, with a wide open neckline, revealing a beautiful neck and an extremely sexy collarbone, a drop of water slipped from the tip of his hair onto his skin, which was enviable slid out of sight.

　　If possible, Ning Dong really wanted to become that drop of water, and could touch and caress him freely.

　　Instead of now, this person will only look at him with disgust and cold eyes, as if he is some kind of garbage that can't be avoided.

　　"You're drunk." Qi Wenshu glanced at the hand he pressed on the door and said coldly, "And I have a girlfriend, Mr. Ning, the bottom line of being a person is still there, right? And if you don't let go ..."

　　Ning Dong suddenly exerted strength, and when he was talking, he suddenly increased his strength and pushed the door open, and broke in directly!

　　"Bam—"

　　The door hit the wall and made a loud noise. Qi Wenshu reached out and pushed the door, but Ning Dong quickly grabbed his wrist!

　　"Lin, Qing, He." Ning Dong said word by word, perhaps because of drinking, every word of his had a lingering and dangerous connotation, like a venom-stained snake spitting letters to approach his lover, only to see him not The anger turned into a laugh, and the smile in his voice became more and more obvious, "If you say first come first, then it should be me first. How long have you been with your little girlfriend? Has it been a month, eh?"

　　Qi Wenshu waved his hand vigorously, took a few steps back, looked at him vigilantly, and had a bad premonition in his heart: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

　　"Then where was your little girlfriend when you were lying under me crying three years ago?" Ning Dong didn't care about Qi Wenshu's movement of waving him away, she said lightly, raising her hand, fingers lightly tapped.

　　Qi Wenshu looked at it subconsciously - it was a pen... No, it was a voice recorder.

　　Following Ning Dong's actions, the blue light of the recorder lit up, and after a moment of rustling sound, he finally began to faithfully perform his duty.

　　"Hmm...help...help me..." What broke into the eardrum was a voice full of lust and pain.

　　Qi Wen's writing changed.

　　This is--

　　This is his own voice!

　　Qi Wenshu moved faster than his brain, and subconsciously reached out to grab the recorder. Ning Dong raised the recorder in a good mood and looked at him with a smile: "Don't, it's more exciting later."