The woman in Mr. Huo's arms
"Wine, I want to drink more, let's drink together, cheers......" On the gray Lamborghini passenger seat, the girl's almond-shaped eyes were narrowed, her small body was tied up by the safety belt, but she was not honest, stretching out her arms and scratching randomly, laughing and shouting that she wanted to continue drinking.
The man beside him, with a pair of thick black sunglasses on his face, had sharp facial features that made it impossible to discern his expression. In the dimly lit car compartment, he seemed to glance at the passenger seat and then curled up a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
A Lamborghini roared to a stop in front of the hotel, and the man got out, his tall, lean figure swiftly moving around to the passenger side, opening the door and scooping up the obviously drunk girl, carrying her horizontally in his arms as he strode into the hotel.
The hotel's lobby manager led a large team lined up on both sides of the entrance, and when they saw the man approaching, they bowed in unison: "Mr. Huo, good evening, welcome!"
"Is the room arrangement done?" Huo Zhenyi's thin lips moved slightly, and a few words already had an irresistible king-like aura.
"Yes, Mr. Huo, the Presidential Suite on the top floor, this way please!" The lobby manager held the room card in his hand and personally led Huo Zhenyu to the elevator while sneaking a few glances at the woman being hugged by Mr. Huo.
It's a well-known fact that Huo Zhenyu is the most valuable man in the city. Not to mention that he's the young master of the Huo family and the successor of the Julili Group, just his face alone, which is currently hidden behind sunglasses, is enough to drive countless women in the city crazy with infatuation!
So, who is this woman being held in Mr. Huo's arms at this moment? What is her identity? How can everyone not be curious?
Not for anything else, but because many famous women and female stars in the city want to have a relationship with Mr. Huo, or perhaps foolishly hope for an opportunity to get close to him, but unfortunately, no matter how hard they try, they have never succeeded.
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Of course, Mr. Huo's inability to climb high is one reason, and the other is that Mr. Huo already has a deeply loved woman - his fiancée, so he never had any other thoughts about other women.
Mr. Huo and his fiancée's unbreakable deep affection for each other is the hottest topic in town that everyone knows about.
Upon arriving at the door of the top floor room, the hall manager opened the door for Huo Zhenyao and respectfully handed him the room card, carefully closing the door and quietly leaving.
Huò Zhèn Yī held the girl who had suddenly fallen silent and asleep since getting off the car, walked towards a large bed that could fit four people, gently laid down the little one in his arms, then pulled over the quilt and covered her with it.
He slightly dimmed the wall lamp, sat down beside her, took off his sunglasses, and gazed intently at the sleeping girl with a pair of deep, ink-like eyes that seemed to be one with the sea, unable to look away for a long time.
The small face surrounded by the soft yellow light was delicate and pleasing to the eye, Bai Xi's face was slightly red due to drinking, her tightly closed eyes had eyelashes that quivered slightly, her small nose was lovely and cute, and her slightly open mouth made him suddenly feel an overwhelming urge.
As he gazed at her like that, Huo Zhenyi suddenly seemed possessed, leaning in and slowly kissing those fresh, rosy lips.
"Uh... water... water... so thirsty..." It seemed like something was touching her lips, the girl lying on the G muttered unconsciously.
Huo Zhenyi's eyes flashed, and his mouth involuntarily curled up with a hint of helplessness. His large hand gently stroked the soft, almost translucent face, then he got up to get water from the fridge for this little drunkard to drink.
He had just gotten up and the phone in his windbreaker pocket started vibrating. Huo Zhenyao took it out and saw the name displayed on the screen, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.
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