Facing the faint warm yellow halo, Nalan Xiner stepped into the door of the VIP room.

"squeak--"

Behind him, the door slowly closed.

"and many more!"

Nalan Xin'er was suddenly a little nervous, no, it was not nervous, but a woman's intuition-it would feel uncomfortable to be locked in this room alone.

Frowning her eyebrows, she said, "Didn't you mean to do the transaction procedures here?"

The manager respectfully said: "Please also ask the girl to wait a while, the formalities will be provided soon."

Everyone bowed and was so polite, Nalan Xiner felt that if she kept asking, she seemed to have never seen the world.

After thinking about it, she asked the last question: "The guest who sponsored my gambling fee in the private room before, can you show me to meet? I want to thank you in person and make an IOU by the way."

She didn't want to sell that piece of royal purple jade for the time being, so she had to sell the jewellery she found before she could repay her 1 million sponsorship fee.

And the half of the promised profit must be owed until after the malachite is mined, she will have enough financial resources to pay—after all, if the purple jade is worth 100 million, she will have to give 50 million to others.

It really hurts to think about it.

The manager still replied respectfully: "The guest said, he will find you personally."

Nalan Xiner had to wave her hand: "Well, you can go down."

"Click--"

The door finally closed tightly.

It's really uncomfortable to be alone in this luxurious room.

She wore the mask all night and felt a little tired, so she planned to go to the bathroom to wash her face. Anyway, it seemed that the agreement would not be delivered so quickly after a while.

She opened the small door of the bathroom in the VIP room suite.

The lights in the toilets are also warm, and the tiles are all bronzing, which is particularly magnificent.

Her mask was a purple-red little fox. Looking at the mirror at this time, she felt that she really looked a little bit like a bad little fox, especially the long hair at the back was loosely rolled up, like a fox tail, haha.

Blinking and smirking, she loosened the hair band in a good mood, bit in her mouth, straightened her hair again, and prepared to tie the hair band a little tighter.

Suddenly, "嚓——" there was a soft sound.

The light in the bathroom went out.

She frowned, and just about to reach out to open the door, she was caught in the air by a pair of powerful and cold palms.

Immediately there was a cold on her waist, and she was pressed against the sink from behind by a strong and slightly cool body.

The familiar breath of a man immediately enveloped her, and she shook her heart, saying, why did he come? Could it be that she was specifically caught doing bad things?

Licking her lips, she rolled up a smiling flower: "Uncle..."

Listening to the soft tone of the little fairy, Dongfang Yunhe's heart softened for a moment, and his anger was restrained a little. He did not speak, but freed up his hand, picked up Nalan Xin'er's hairband dropped on the table, She tied her hair.

The long hair fell to his heart, and it itched him.

Separate the five fingers of the big hand, insert it into the hair, and comb through the delicate roots from bottom to top.

Rough finger pads, rubbing the thin skin behind her earlobe

"hiss--"

She couldn't help humming softly.

Dongfang Yunhe frowned when he was teased by the delicate light, and forced her to the bathroom counter.

——【Qianqiang Little Theater No. 29】——

Miss: Uncle, don't do this with your hair, what are you doing?

Uncle Dongfang: You must be strong!

Missy: ...then you can do it lightly?

Uncle Dongfang: No! Strong and strong are here to be ruthless! What's more, I held back for so long!

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