Chapter 138 Other Women Called Him at Night

Gu Sisi.

Yes, when you look at this name, you can tell she is a woman.

Sang Xia stared at it for a few seconds, and then unexpectedly answered the phone.

Suddenly, a woman's beautiful voice came from over there, "My dear, are you here? When will you come to pick me up? I miss you so much..."

Sangxia: "..."

She raised her eyelids back, and from her angle she could see that Rong Zhan was still arranging things in the cloakroom. When she turned back, Sang Xia asked directly and calmly, "What do you want me to do, honey? You made the wrong call." Call me."

There was a pause, and then there was a scream, and the woman's sharp and alert voice came, "Who are you! Why are you holding Rong Zhan's cell phone!"

very good.

Sure enough, it was correct.

Sang Xia's eyebrows were light. Just when she was about to reply, she saw Rong Zhan's figure coming out of the cloakroom. She hung up the phone without leaving a trace, and then stood up slowly.

She was wearing a nightgown as smooth as silk, with a light lavender color, and her delicate skin was white and supple. With this dress, it added to her lazy style.

After she sat up, she walked to her coat and took out a thin cigarette from her pocket.

When Rong Zhan came out, he thought Sang Xia was about to fall asleep on the bed, but he didn't expect to see such a scene as soon as he came out.

She opened the window a little.

Outside the villa, the cold moon hung high and a cool breeze blew.

The cold moonlight fell scatteredly and hit the leaves, projecting a somewhat mottled effect.

She just leaned against the window, her slightly curly long hair scattered around her waist. She didn't wear shoes, and her thighs were barely covered under her silky pajamas. She had a pair of thin and tender long legs, which were exceptionally charming.

She held a cigarette in her hand and looked out the window, with a faint, cold, and depraved look between her brows.

It adds a bit of mystery and unspeakable temptation.

Looking at Sang Xia like this, Rong Zhan always felt like he wanted to get closer to her. It was obvious that they had had close contact, but Rong Zhan still felt that she was like the wind and fog, and he couldn't catch her.

He felt very uncomfortable.

Rong Zhan walked over and put his hand on her shoulder. Somehow, as soon as he touched it, the clothes on her shoulder suddenly slipped off, revealing her round and white shoulders, slender hands, and the faint figure in front of her. The wonderful curvature is visible.

There are still traces of him left on it.

Rong Zhan's breath suddenly tightened again. Unable to control it, he simply pulled her into his arms with one hand, hugged her tightly from behind, kissed her delicately on her shoulders, and rubbed her delicate skin with his big hands, "Why? Yes, are you worried?"

Sang Xia was silent for a moment, lowered her eyes slightly, shook off the ashes, and then said, "Rong Zhan, were you really a virgin that night with me?"

When Rong Zhan heard this, he immediately sneered. Just as he was about to speak, Sang Xia's emotionless voice came again, "Tell the truth."

This time, Rong Zhan was silent for a while. He no longer felt embarrassed and asked bluntly, "I said yes, do you believe it? I have told you many times."

Sangxia turned around, pulled up her clothes, and half-hidden her clothes, "Then say it again. If you say it this time, I will believe it."

She looked up at him for a moment.

Rong Zhan looked straight into her eyes, and finally couldn't help but look away. His ears were slightly red, and he stated, "I used to be a germophobe, and I particularly disliked women. Later, I was polished by society. I met you after I stopped having so many problems."

He said, turning his head to look at her, an unknown smile suddenly appeared on his lips, "I admit that I have had a crush on you many nights..."