In order to take care of the guests' physical and emotional well-being, Angelina specially prepared a very unique room for them to rest, and the party did not start until after ten o'clock.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines into the room, it is very warm.

Ye Ruohuan slowly closed her eyes in Fu Yijian's arms and gradually fell into sleep.

Fu Yijian held Ye Ruhuan and slept for a while. In the middle of the sleep, he was called by his assistant to do some things. When he came back, it was already an hour later.

He was about to go back to his room, but saw someone he didn't want to see in the corridor.

Lucia found out that Fu Yijian lived on this floor, so she waited here for a long time, hoping to meet him.

The hit Lucia did not give up on Fu Yijian, because in her heart, a man like Fu Yijian who was willing to spend a lot of money on his girlfriend could not be given up.

Especially since the opponent looks like a rookie in terms of fighting ability.

When Lucia saw Fu Yijian appearing alone in the corridor without that stupid woman by her side, she was very surprised. It was like God was helping her.

She adjusted her skirt and greeted him happily: "Handsome guy, can we talk?"

Fu Yijian didn't even look at her, he just walked past her and left.

The smile on Lucia's face froze. She turned around angrily and said to the man who was walking further and further away: "If you don't talk to me, then I'll have to find your girlfriend."

Fu Yijian stopped, turned around, glanced at Lucia with a cold gaze, and slowly said, "You are not qualified."

Chinese is so profound that Lu Yaxi didn't understand whether Fu Yijian was saying that she was not qualified to talk to him or that she was not qualified to talk to Ye Ruohuan.

But no matter which one, Lucia will not choose to give up.

She pinched her fingers, took a few steps forward and said, "Why don't you want to look at me? You don't even dare to tell me your name? Are you afraid that I will beat your girlfriend and snatch you away?"

No one could understand why Lucia could say such extremely confident and narcissistic words.

But even though she said that, Fu Yijian still didn't even look at her, and said calmly: "In China, destroying the relationship between lovers will be punished by God."

He almost said, "You Jesus will be angry."

Lucia understood what he meant very cleverly. She turned pale and stood there for a long time without saying anything.

Fu Yijian turned around and was about to leave, but Lucia's anxious voice came from behind him: "I can compete with her fairly!"

Fu Yijian was too lazy to pay attention to her. Just saying a few words to her was already the greatest tolerance he could give.

What's more, with him, Ye Ruohuan doesn't need to compete with others.

He was delayed by some things on the way. When he returned to the room, Ye Ruohuan had already woken up. She looked around the room and didn't see Fu Yijian, so she got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Because there were no spare clothes prepared here, she planned to ask Fu Yijian to find one when he came back.

She came out wrapped in a bath towel, revealing a pair of legs and smooth shoulders. Her black hair was wet, and she looked like a beauty just out of the bath. She stood by the French window and looked at the night view outside.

This was the scene Fu Yijian saw when he came back.

Ye Ruohuan was wearing only a white bath towel. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring out the window in a daze.

Fu Yijian walked closer and saw Ye Ruohuan's long black hair like a waterfall dripping water on her back, gradually wetting the bath towel behind her.

Even with a bath towel covering her, it couldn't hide Ye Ruohuan's already graceful and sexy body curves.

Fu Yijian's eyes were filled with anger. He walked forward and hugged Ye Ruohuan from behind, breaking her thoughts.

Ye Ruohuan exclaimed, and only felt relieved when she saw Fu Yijian's figure through the floor-to-ceiling window.

But soon, she noticed something was wrong with Fu Yijian.

The water droplets on the hair flowed down Ye Ruohuan's neck, passed through the collarbone, and converged into one place. Fu Yijian only needed to lower his head slightly to see the infuriating scene.

He buried his head in Ye Ruohuan's shoulder and took a deep breath. His nose was filled with the fragrance of Ye Ruohuan after bathing. His arms kept tightening, holding Ye Ruohuan tightly in his arms.

Ye Ruohuan felt that her waist was about to be broken by Fu Yijian, so she kept slapping Fu Yijian's arms, signaling him to let go.

So Fu Yijian loosened his grip a little, turned Ye Ruohuan's body over, and before she could react, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Ye Ruohuan put her hands on Fu Yijian's chest, and only then she realized that a large area of ​​his clothes on his chest was wet, and her hands felt wet. Fu Yijian's scorching heat passed through his clothes and reached her palms, causing her to shrink slightly.

She passively raised her head and slightly lifted her eyelids, and suddenly found that there was fire in Fu Yijian's eyes. Her eyelashes trembled and her heart gradually sank.

Finally, the kiss ended when Fu Yijian left Ye Ruohuan and strode into the bathroom.

Ye Ruohuan was breathing heavily. She held the bath towel tightly to prevent it from falling. Suddenly, she noticed a white paper bag in the room.

It turned out to be a set of clothes. She thought it must be what Fu Yijian had just brought.

Ye Ruohuan touched the dress which had a very nice touch. It was a champagne-colored long skirt, and there was also a warm yellow jacket in the paper bag.

Ye Ruohuan looked at the figure in the mirror and turned around. She wondered how sharp Fu Yijian's vision was. He could always find clothes that suited her.

The champagne-colored dress, like the red dress in the morning, sets off her skin very well.

Ye Ruohuan took advantage of the fact that the party was held at night, so she simply went without makeup. Apart from eyebrows and lipstick, there was no other color on her face.

Fu Yijian came out of the bathroom and saw Ye Ruohuan wearing a long skirt. Her small face was plain and unusually pretty. He paused, walked in front of Ye Ruohuan, and couldn't help but lower his head to steal a kiss on her face.

No other women can compare to Ye Ruohuan. They love to spray strong perfume, put on bright lipstick, and wear gorgeous makeup, but in Fu Yijian's heart, these can never compare to Ye Ruohuan's plain face.

A clean face always with a bright smile can impress Fu Yijian more than any charming and seductive woman.

Yes, he just likes this.

Fu Yijian looked at Ye Ruohuan's outfit with great satisfaction, and he couldn't help but steal a kiss on Ye Ruohuan's lips.

Ye Ruohuan tightly closed her mouth, pushed him away in dissatisfaction, and reminded him: "The time is almost up."

Fu Yijian looked at the expression of resistance on her face, sighed, turned around and changed his clothes.

Ye Ruohuan went to Ye Shuo's room to check on him.

When Ye Ruohuan took Ye Shuo out, they happened to meet Liang Ke and her two siblings. Jiang Ling was not with them at that time.