Wife is a Lawyer

Chapter 245 I guarantee you won't see the sun tomorrow

Adriana gaze at the man, his groomed oil can be seen dark blonde flaxen short hair slightly permed, a

few bangs on the forehead to hide the hostility between the eyebrows, thick curly long eyelashes under

a pair of blue pupils tinged with angry star fire, nose high, lips sexy, delicate features like fine carved,

flawless.

An Armani high-fashion suit, tailored to fit, the shirt is flat and pleat-free, black shirt collar slightly open,

vaguely revealing wheat skin, muscle texture is clear.

Two sleeves rolled up to the elbows, wrists with a treasure blue limited edition Audemars Piguet watch

with diamonds, everywhere shows the noble identity, sexy and a little evil unrestrained.

In summary, it is clear that the identity of this mixed-race man must not be simple.

"That ...... sorry, I didn't know someone was calling inside." Adriana wanted to cry, raised an eyebrow,

quite a bit embarrassed to look at the stained stained pants, slowly handed out a piece of paper, "How

about ...... you or wipe it?"

She handed him the tissue and added, "I'll have someone bring you a pair of pants now, just wait a

minute, okay?"

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, "Give you five minutes!"

"Five ......"

Adriana just wanted to retort, but was glared back by his stern eyes, and immediately nodded, "Okay,

okay, you wait a moment."

As she turned around, the man admonished, "If you rush to escape, I'll make sure you don't see the

sun tomorrow."

A few brief words scared Adriana and she immediately fled out of the men's room. Four minutes later,

Adriana walked to the door of the men's room and asked an attendant to send in a pair of pants.

Also have the waiter take Jenkins to a room and send the person to the room.

In a moment, the man came out of the bathroom with a gloomy face, Adriana immediately bowed her

head and apologized, "Right no ......"

A sentence has not yet finished, a moment to look down Fang found that she brought over the suit

pants actually can not cover the ankle, and tightly stretched on the leg.

"Sorry, I didn't think the size didn't fit ...... ah, what are you doing?"

Adriana was about to explain when the man suddenly threw his dirty pants on her head, the disgusting

stain staining Adriana's hair directly.

Adriana, who has a cleanliness problem, could hardly stand it and looked at him frantically, "Do you

know it's dirty?"

"You know it's dirty too? Wash it for me immediately." The man commanded with a cold face.

"Okay, I'll have the waiter wash it for you now."

She turned around and the man immediately chided, "Fake hands? Woman, do you want to die?"

"You ......!"

Adriana was helpless and decided it was better to make a big deal out of it because of the identity of

the other party.

After getting a room, Adriana got the housekeeping department to pick up laundry detergent and

personally went to the bathroom to wash his pants.

Ten minutes later, Adriana came out, carrying the still dripping pants and said, "It's clean, can we go

dehydrate now?"

The man stood in front of the suite's floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a glass of wine and sipping it

leisurely.

Turned back, eyebrows knitted, stepped in front of her, pulled her body that a dress, "you are all brand,

should not not know that I can not dehydrate this dress, can only blow dry. It is hard not to say that this

dress is water goods, wear out is trying to catch a kaiju?"

"What are you talking about!"

Adriana brushed his hand away with a look of disgust, "So what the hell do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?"

He pressed forward, scaring Adriana back a few steps, could not stop gulping, did not dare to say

anything.

"I'm waiting to put on my pants, are you going to let them dry out? Or do you want to spend the night

with me?"

He raised his hand and touched the silver stud in his ear, which glowed with a ghostly luster in the dim

light of the room, and hooked his lips disdainfully. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

"Spending the night together? This big brother, don't think that just because you are handsome, you

think that all the women in the world are going to sleep with you like. Do you have persecution

paranoia?"

Adriana gave him a blank look, feeling deeply that this man was too perverted.

"Then what are you standing there for, hurry up!" He took her arm and walked aside, pointing to the

hair dryer over there, "Move immediately, right now!"

"You ......"

Adriana had no choice in her mind and wanted to buy him a pair of pants, but was afraid he would want

the same pants. The price is expensive and she can't afford to part with it in the end.

She had to meekly give in and hang up her pants and dutifully take the hair dryer and blow them for

her.

"Want cold air, hot air will make the pants deformed!"

"The real thing!"

Adriana muttered.

She blew dry for the clothes, while the man carried the wine and surreptitiously went to sit on the sofa

......

Snorting-

Inside the suite, a voice suddenly rang out, especially clear.

The man's body stiffened and looked down, only to see that the western pants actually opened the

crotch from the middle, revealing a dark bottom. The man's body stiffened.

Adriana sniffed sideways and looked over, "Pfft ......"

Seeing his embarrassment, Adriana could not help but laugh, heart slander: deserved, retribution.

Make you pretentious.

"What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?"

The man's face turned red with anger, put the glass heavily on the table, got up and went to the

bathroom, took a shower directly, by the way, Adriana vomited all over the smelly smell to wash a

clean.

Half a dozen times, he came out wrapped in a bathrobe.

Adriana patiently blowing the man's pants, but when she inadvertently raised her hand to touch her

hair, she only felt a sticky feeling sweep through her body, causing her to shiver.

Stretching her hand out in front of her, she looked at it and the pungent smell hit her and Adriana

gagged, "Bastard!"

She dropped the hair dryer in anger and could not stand it, "You are really too disgusting to get on my

head."

Pointing at him, he stomped his feet in anger.

"And then you threw up all over me." The man said.

"Shameless!"

Adriana, who is a slight cleanliness freak, simply could not stand this disgusting stuff on her head,

turned around, rushed straight into the bathroom and washed her hair.

When he came out, the man was standing over there with a hair dryer blowing his pants, Adriana went

over and grabbed the blowing machine directly from his hand, "Get out of the way!"

"Hey, dead woman, what are you doing?"

"Blowing hair, what else can you do, you have no eyes?"

"The little master's pants are not yet dry, what are you blowing your hair?"

"How can I go home if my hair is not dry?" Going home with wet hair can't help but make people more

suspicious.

"SHIT!"

The man was furious, "You vulgar woman."

"Can you be more reasonable? Although it's my fault for dirtying your clothes, but I've already washed

your clothes, what else do you want? I just don't believe that you only have such a pair of pants? Or did

you steal this expensive suit of yours?"

Adriana gagged him with what he had just said.

"Say that again?" He grasped Adriana's wrist in a cold questioning voice.

"Talking about you being sore and upset?" Adriana held her fire, and with some wine, the alcohol was a

little uncool.

With a violent push, he shook off his hand.

The sudden force caught the man off guard and he stumbled a few steps, his knees bent against the

side of the bed, his body was unstable and he fell straight down.