Unable to refuse such hospitality, Zhou Buqi went upstairs anyway, with Jiang Shuying following behind him happily.

Arrive at the guest room and close the door.

I felt that the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, mixed with a bit of inexplicable ambiguity. We were all adults, so no one knew what was going on.

Zhou Buqi wanted to back off.

On the one hand, his own concentration is not very good, and on the other hand, this Jiang Shuying is different.

If it were some other female star, Jiang Xing, Che Xiao, etc., Zhou Buqi would still be able to accept it if they had sex once or twice to keep it fresh.

But looking at Jiang Shuying’s energy, I’m afraid she has a big agenda!

For the sake of the stable development of the family, Zhou Buqi dismissed both teachers Han Yan and Chen Yan. He felt that he should be cautious in handling such matters and not lead wolves into the house.

It is easy to conquer a country, but difficult to defend it; it is easy to take off pants, but difficult to put on pants.

It's probably the same reason.

Don't leave any hidden dangers.

"Tell me, you asked me to come over, what happened?" Zhou Buqi came to the living room, sat down on the sofa in a hurry, and asked knowingly.

"Mr. Zhou..."

"Um?"

"I……"

When the words came to her lips, Jiang Shuying found it difficult to speak.

In the final analysis, she has not really entered the entertainment industry and has not fallen into a big dyeing vat. The family upbringing she has cultivated since childhood makes it difficult for her to say something too outrageous with shame.

She was exhausted from just inviting Mr. Zhou upstairs in the car downstairs.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou was still like this after he went upstairs.

Jiang Shuying felt sour, a little aggrieved, and her eyes turned red, "Mr. Zhou, if I have done something wrong, tell me and I will definitely change it."

Zhou Buqi didn't want to bully anyone, so he quickly said: "It's nothing, don't misunderstand me. It's just that we, a man and a woman, live together in the same room. I'm afraid it will affect your reputation."

"Pfft!" Jiang Shuying burst into tears and laughed, sitting on the sofa on the side, "Mr. Zhou, you are cold and humorous."

Zhou Buqi looked her up and down, wearing a white chiffon shirt, a black pleated skirt...the skirt was very short, and her sitting posture was somewhat casual. She did not sit with her legs crossed. Her two big white legs were very eye-catching. The black short skirt and

The looming red panties hidden under the beautiful white legs are even more attractive.

Fortunately, Zhou Buqi is well-informed and doesn't show off too much. "It's not that you are humorous and cold, it's that you wear too few clothes."

Jiang Shuying pursed her lips and chuckled, "It's so cold."

After the two said with cold humor, the slightly awkward atmosphere just now was broken. Jiang Shuying felt at ease and casual. She rolled up the black hair beside her ears and straightened her legs, showing off her beautiful legs.

"Mr. Zhou, what do you think of me? Is it okay?"

Zhou Buqi deliberately changed the subject, "Okay, I'm a top student with a master's degree in media economics from the University of East Anglia!"

Jiang Shuying said weakly: "Mr. Zhou, I am not a top student. I went to an international school since I was a child. I have always been an art student. My undergraduate degree was in the performance department."

"Then why did you come to study abroad?"

"Spend money."

"Spend money?"

Zhou Buqi was amused by her.

Jiang Shuying hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip and said, "My family sponsored the school's MBA program, and it cost me 1.5 million so that I could study in the UK."

"1.5 million pounds?"

"Um."

"Is your family so rich?"

Zhou Buqi was somewhat surprised.

No wonder!

To put it bluntly, for an undergraduate student in the Department of Acting at the School of Drama, who has been studying art since childhood, why should he go to a top prestigious university in the UK to study for a master's degree? Or a relatively cutting-edge and in-depth major like media economics.

It's actually simple, just give money.

Many children from rich families in China are sent to prestigious foreign universities to study. Few of them are admitted based on their true talents and studies, and most of them are bought with money.

Jiang Shuying chuckled and said: "How can I have any money? My family just does some foreign trade business, which is far worse than yours."

"Don't compare with me. If you can easily spend 1.5 million pounds in sponsorship, that's not an ordinary family."

Zhou Buqi looked at her meaningfully. No wonder he felt that her temperament was different from that of ordinary female celebrities. She didn't have any makeup or powder on her body, and she had a white, rich and beautiful feeling.

Unexpectedly, she is really white, rich and beautiful.

At this time, Jiang Shuying was slightly startled, and suddenly realized that Mr. Zhou had changed the topic, and said coquettishly: "Mr. Zhou, I don't want to discuss my family situation with you right now."

"So what do you want to discuss?"

"woman."

"Woman?" Zhou Buqi raised his eyebrows, "What's there to discuss?"

The color of Jiang Shuying's pretty face was like her red lips, like a raging flame, burning her hot cheeks. She mustered up her courage and felt that she had never been so shameless in her life, "Mr. Zhou, you like to play

A woman?"

Zhou Buqi was stunned, "Are you... a bit presumptuous?"

Jiang Shuying wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in, "I'm sorry, I... I'm going to the bathroom."

Then, she ran away in panic.

What a shame!

She has been from a privileged family since she was a child, has fair skin and is beautiful. Boys have always been around her. When did she behave like this? She almost gave up her dignity and took the initiative to seduce.

The key to seduction is still a failure.

well!

No experience!

"what to do?"

Jiang Shuying rushed to the bathroom, stood in front of the sink, stared at the big mirror, her thoughts were racing, and she was planning her next move.

It's late at night, and Mr. Zhou is in the living room, alone and alone. This opportunity cannot be missed.

Through the mirror, Jiang Shuying observed the structure of the bathroom.

This is not a presidential suite, just a high-end suite with only one bathroom. The bathroom has two doors, one leads to the living room and is a wooden door. The other leads to the bedroom and is a glass door.

Then, she gritted her teeth and stamped her feet, making a bold decision.

Never mind!

Give it your all!

It's embarrassing to be embarrassed. Anyway, I've been embarrassed in front of Mr. Zhou many times, and this time is no different!

After a while, Zhou Buqi heard a call in the living room, coming from the bedroom, "Mr. Zhou, can you do me a favor?"

Zhou Buqi took all precautions, but fell into the trap because of his kindness. He thought she had fallen in the bathroom or had some other situation, and wanted to go over to help. Unexpectedly, he pushed the bedroom door open and was stunned.

.

I'm going!

This Miss Jiang, what is she doing?

She leaned against the wall, holding the wall with her left hand, and slightly bent her right leg, showing an independent shape with a golden rooster on her left leg. Her black hair, fair cheeks, and red lips burning like a flame seemed to be heating up the bedroom!

Because she was clean and didn't wear anything.

From head to toe, she is in line with Zhou Buqi's aesthetic philosophy. She is white and clean, and it seems that every hair has been laser-processed. She is as delicate as a porcelain doll, and exudes a somewhat cool and elegant temperament.

Zhou Buqi was stunned for a moment, and then found the light switch on the wall.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

After two clicks, the dim light in the bedroom, which was slightly dark and full of ambiguity, turned into medium light, and then into strong light.

The atmosphere suddenly changed again.

The bright bedroom is a bit dazzling to the eyes.

"Mr. Zhou, please turn off the lights!"

Jiang Shuying couldn't hold herself any longer. She lost all her persistence and belief, stopped posing, screamed, put her left arm in front of her chest, covered her lower abdomen with her right hand, and hurriedly ran to the bed.

Then, with her buttocks naked, she lifted up the bed cover and quilt, and got in at once.

Zhou Buqi said amusedly: "Why are you running?"
To be continued...