The cold regent keeps a fox as a consort

It was already midnight, and the bonfire had burned out. At the end of the tenth floor of the Hilton, Emma Watson, clad in a daring swimsuit that accentuated her proud bust, was looking at the room number on her phone.

"Jake Simmons! Caught in the act, this time Ill see what you have to say for yourself!"

The door to the room was ajar, and Emma let out a cold humph, these adulterous lovers really didnt care about anything, did they?

As she thought this, she gritted her teeth and pushed open the door, abruptly lifting the translucent white gauze.

However, the moment the gauze was lifted, she was somewhat dazed.

On the large bed, a tall man was casually lying, his handsome face hanging low. His custom-made black shirt was significantly unbuttoned, revealing the tempting wheat-colored skin underneath.

Liam Hemsworth was currently feeling hot all over. Ever since he had two glasses of red wine, he distinctly felt a strange sensation. It was as if tiny flames were slowly burning him from the inside out.

He opened his collar, but the burning sensation did not subside; instead, it slowly felt like ants were gnawing at his entire body, an indescribable sensation seemed to be looking for a breakthrough, wandering around his body.

Half-closing his eyes, he saw a woman绐佸厐ly standing in front of the bed, in a three-point swimsuit, with a hot figure, extremely tempting! The sparks he had just suppressed seemed to have met dry firewood, burning vigorously, and his body seemed to have something about to burst forth!

"Damn it, they even sent a woman over!" Liam Hemsworth sat up from the bed, his thin lips lightly opening, biting out a sentence.

Emma Watsons clear eyes suddenly shrank, and she immediately realized, "No good, the wrong room for catching adultery!"

Jake Simmons was her boyfriend. The day before yesterday, WeChat said he was on a business trip, but he was caught dating a beauty by the sea. Tonight, the situation escalated. Someone told her that he was going to hold a swimsuit party at the resort hotel! And in the name of the party, it was just a cover for Jake Simmons, a big-hearted radish, to cheat.

The more Emma thought about it, the more angry she became. In a fit of anger, she decided to sneak into the party after communicating with her friend Susie Smile, the hotel manager, to catch him in the act.

She successfully blended into a group of hot beauties in swimsuits. After asking for the room number, she rushed straight to the scene of the affair, her face full of murderous intent, which made everyone involuntarily retreat. Tonight was supposed to be the moment for her to make a clean break!

But the man in front of her was not Jake Simmons!

This place is not suitable for a long stay. Just about to turn around and leave, the man on the bed suddenly moved, and in an instant, a strong hand pulled her into his arms, effortlessly pressing her against the wall.

"Let me go!" Emma Watson struggled, but the mans strength was astonishingly great, tightly gripping her wrists as if he would break them with a little more force.

For a while, the posture of the two people was extremely ambiguous. The man looked down at her from a commanding height, his eyes becoming more and more deep, and the man in front of her seemed like a devil from hell.

Suddenly, the man made a contemptuous sound from his nose, and his thin lips lightly opened: "Another woman who wants to climb up? What benefits did you give to Chuck Bass?"

At such a close distance, she could finally see his face clearly. His nose was tall and straight, his eyes were deep like an ancient pool, and his deep facial features revealed a natural and noble breath, handsome and imposing, the most perfect man she had ever seen!

"What about Chuck Bass, I dont know him." Emma Watson struggled, "Let me go! Otherwise, Ill call someone!"

"Since youve chosen, why pretend to be aloof?"

The man said, and couldnt help but let out a low murmur.

No, Emma Watson looked at his face and found the clue. His forehead was covered with fine sweat, his two swords were tightly twisted, and his eyes were blurred and blurred, showing that he was forcibly enduring something.

Is... drugged?

Emma Watson didnt know what the man was talking about. She only knew that she was probably playing with fire.

"I just walked into the wrong room, you let me go quickly!" Under the mans shackles, Emma Watson was as petite as a little bird, her two hands frantically patting his chest, but it was just a drop in the ocean.

The next second, the mans whole body had already attached to Emma Watsons body.

"Ah! Pervert! Let me go! Let me go!"

The man looked down, and the three-point swimsuit revealed her attractive scenery, and the desire in his heart rose sharply.

The violent breath rushed around in his body, and the man cursed. He was excited for a while, and Liam Hemsworth picked up the unfinished red wine on the table and sent it to the womans delicate red lips, commandingly saying, "Drink!"

"No!" Emma Watson turned her head, and the wine glass tilted. A few drops of red wine fell, and her fair skin seemed to bloom a few bright red roses. The cold touch made her body tremble slightly, "You pervert, I told you I walked into the wrong room!"

"A woman, isnt this what you want? Why pretend until when?" The man said, and then poured all the red wine into his mouth, holding it.

"Mmm..." The womans lips were suddenly blocked by a warm piece, and her brain was in chaos. Before she could react, it rushed in, pried open Emma Watsons mouth, and then attacked the city and the land, continuously sending the cold liquid into her mouth.

The posture of looking up slightly made the red wine slide down the throat. Emma Watson was choked and almost cried, and she was excited for a while. She bit Liam Hemsworths lips with a row of teeth, and a small mouth was broken, and the smell of blood spread in the mouths of the two, and Liam Hemsworth let go of her in pain for a while.

"Cough cough... let me go! I really didnt mean it, I apologized to you!" Emma Watson coughed twice and was almost in a hurry to cry, and her bright eyes were also covered with a thin layer of tears.

The woman in her arms was struggling, and her delicate skin was constantly rubbing against him. His extreme patience collapsed at a certain moment, and the blood surged, and the heat all over his body converged on a certain place.

This woman, damn it, why does he have such a big reaction? Forget it, its just a woman. Liam Hemsworth has no experience in dealing with women, but the ability to conquer women seems to be innate. He once again fiercely blocked her cherry-like lips.

Nibbling on her shoulders, and then kissing her neck, his breath became more and more hot and disordered, and his big hands wandered on her body.

"Dont... Hmm" Emma Watson murmured, and with his movements, it was like an electric current passing through, and her whole body was numb and shocked. She tried to stop him, but she couldnt push him away. What did he give her to drink?

Theres no time to think more, the man is like a hungry wolf preying on her, and she is in a panic and pushing, but in exchange, he roughly throws her onto the bed.

The drunkenness surged, and her head was dizzy, and after a surge of restlessness, her hands were entangled around his waist, "Hot..."

Emma Watson murmured, and her thinking gradually became chaotic, and her body was out of her control.