Whose Little Eyes Haven’t Seen the Actor Yet

The two exchanged room keys in an atmosphere of "mutual benefit and friendly assistance". Miss Xie couldn't help it for a moment, and now she wanted to rush back to the hotel to change rooms.

It just so happened that Jiang Zicheng was getting tired of staying here. He had already got the contact information he wanted. Tonight's social task was successfully completed, and coupled with the fact that he didn't encounter Huang Jiaming's rubbish, this day was really complete.

Jiang Zicheng waved goodbye to those new friends, and walked towards the gate with Xie Yingying.

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Ms. Xie is a distinguished guest of the Presidential Suite, and she has exclusive yacht transfers.

Jiang Zicheng originally thought that the yacht he was on was luxurious and beautiful. After he set foot on the VIP yacht, he understood what real luxury is.

On the yacht, two ladies in suits and skirts were waiting for them. One looked in his early forties, with high nose and deep eyes, and should be of European descent; the other was similar in age to Jiang Zicheng and looked smart.

Miss Xie gave Jiang Zicheng a brief introduction. The older lady is her "teacher of etiquette", and the younger one is her "life assistant". Jiang Zicheng converted it in his heart, and felt that these two ladies should be equivalent to the nanny and confidant maid beside Miss Jin in the costume TV series, but now they have changed their name to more fashion.

On the way back, Miss Xie told them that she had decided to exchange rooms with Jiang Zicheng during the past few days in Venice.

There was a look of disapproval on their faces.

The life assistant spoke first: "Miss, the business suite is so small that I can't turn it around!"

Jiang Zicheng hurriedly said: "It's not small, it's not small, it's not small, it's not small, it's not small, it's not small, it's not small, it's not small, it's not small, it's not small, it's not small, it's not a small thing, it's not a small thing, it's not a small thing.

The life assistant immediately looked at Xie Yingying: "Listen, it's only forty square meters. It's not as big as Xie Dabai's playroom."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

It's a pity that Xie Yingying is a twister, and a decision made is definitely not easy to change. She said that she wants to change the room, so she must live on the twelfth floor tonight.

The etiquette teacher asked: "Did you talk to Mr. Xie about this matter?"

"..." Xie Yingying flinched at the thought of her eldest brother, and then stiffly raised her chin, "Tell him what to do? Anyway, I will live on the twelfth floor, and I will let Jiang Zicheng take his place in my suite. Enjoy."

This is to make up his mind to cut first and then play.

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Miss Xie gave the order, and the bodyguards moved quickly. Within a few minutes, they packed five or six suitcases and a white mink with Miss Xie into the room in Jiangzicheng.

And Jiang Zicheng was guided to the top floor by the exclusive butler of the presidential suite.

The special elevator for the presidential suite is hidden in a very hidden corner on the first floor, and it can be opened by swiping a card.

In just a few seconds, the elevator stopped steadily on the 25th floor. When the elevator door opened, it was not the corridor of the hotel that caught the eye, but the entrance of the suite directly!

The interior of the suite is not in splendid style. Every piece of furniture and every furnishing reveals a good taste of elegance and grace. The furnishings in the house are all famous products. Jiang Zicheng glanced at it. The sign was not seen, only the word "expensive" was seen.

There are a total of 18 rooms in the presidential suite. Jiang Zicheng asked foolishly: "Where can I live in so many rooms?"

The housekeeper answered: "There are three bodyguard rooms, three servant rooms, in addition to a gym, a meditation room, and a massage room. If you have staff, subordinates, secretaries, assistants, and pets, you can arrange them in the nearby guest room. in."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Jiang Zicheng has nothing, he only has a suitcase.

Jiang Zicheng is a good person who is blessed and shared. He felt that living in such a big house was too loyal to live alone. He decided to call the twin brothers, Uncle Cai, and Brother Hu to enjoy together.

He called Brother Hu first.

The call was quickly connected, and Ge Hu hurriedly asked: "Zicheng, what's the matter, why did Miss Xie live in your room?"

Jiang Zicheng said: "I gave her my room!"

"Then where do you live?"

"I live in the presidential suite on the top floor!" He was happy and happy.

Brother Hu: "..." As far as he knew, Miss Xie and Xie always lived together, so Jiang Zicheng... is now living with President Xie?

Jiang Zicheng cordially invited: "Brother Hu, there are many rooms in the presidential suite, the place is big, and there are still a lot of whiskeys in the wine cabinet! You call Kevin and Tony, plus uncle Cai, let's have a party in the presidential suite. !"

"...No, thank you." Brother Hu thought, he was young and didn't plan to die.

Jiang Zicheng didn't understand why he refused, so he could only hang up the phone with regret.

The butler led Jiang Zicheng to the door of the master bedroom. After pushing open the heavy solid wood door, the crystal chandelier on the ceiling lit up.

Bright but soft lights are sprinkled in this luxurious bedroom, and the hand-woven wool carpet is soft and delicate. Stepping on it barefoot is like stepping into the clouds.

The most eye-catching thing in the whole bedroom is the large carved bed in the middle of the room. The four pillars prop up the veil curtains. The breeze blows in the room, and the veil slightly swings, very gentle.

"!!!" Jiang Zicheng subconsciously exited the house-then stepped in again.

That's right, that's right!

It's not an illusion, it's not a system loading failure, this bedroom really belongs to him! !

It turns out that this is the happiness of the rich! This bed is worthy of a three-ring and one-bedroom suite!

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After sending away the housekeeper, Jiang Zicheng immediately ran to the kingsize bed with a cry.

The full set of silk bedding felt cold to the touch, and Jiang Zicheng slumped into the pile of pillows, turning the neatly arranged bedding into a chicken nest.

He was originally exhausted, but at this moment he was completely unaware of sleepiness. After all he could live in such a luxurious suite, of course he had to hurry up and explore quickly.

There are three doors in the bedroom, one of which is a walk-in dressing room-Jiang Zicheng raised a few of his shirts and trousers into it, but not even a closet was filled.

Behind the second door is the bathroom, which is very spacious, with a sink and toilet, but Jiangzicheng went around but couldn't find a bathing place.

...Doesn’t the bathroom and toilet be separate?

With this idea in mind, Jiang Zicheng opened the third door.

Unsurprisingly, behind the door decorated with enamel and stained glass, there is really a bathroom big enough to dazzle the eyes!

A mirror is hung on the whole wall of the bathroom, and a sinking bathtub is inlaid in the middle of the floor, and even the tap that flows out is gilded. But Jiang Zicheng didn't care about studying the bath, and all his attention was drawn away by another door.

This bathroom has a symmetrical design, with two doors on the left and the right facing away across the bath.

Jiang Zicheng remembered what Miss Xie had said-this is a presidential suite with a "double master bedroom"!

Thinking about it this way, behind that door is another master bedroom?

It is indeed a rich man’s house. The two master bedrooms share the same bath, which is really interesting.

Before he stepped into the bathroom, Jiang Zicheng took himself off. He was only wrapped in a silk nightgown. When he walked, he felt cold between his legs, but he thought he was the only person in this entire suite. It doesn't matter even if he runs naked.

If he was willing to use his brain, he would be aware of the abnormalities-if Miss Xie came to Venice "by herself", how could she choose to live in a double master bedroom suite?

Jiang Zicheng boldly opened the other door of the bathroom, like a small animal patrolling a new site, a little wary, a little bold, and a little nervous.

Fortunately (?), the other master bedroom is empty, without a trace of popularity.

The layout of the two master bedrooms is exactly the same, except that the left and the right are mirror-like. Jiang Zicheng turned on the lights and wandered around, and found that the soft decoration styles of the two rooms were similar, but the colors were different. The main color of his master bedroom is dark red, while this one is dark blue. It doesn't matter if you look at it, but when you look at it together, it looks a bit like the female and male master rooms.

However, Jiang Zicheng likes red, which is bright and eye-catching-at first glance, there is a happy event! Can't change, absolutely can't change room.

Jiang Zicheng fell on the navy blue male host’s bed and rolled, crumpled the bedding. Only then did he shake his hair contentedly, and pulled his slippers back to the bathroom.

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As soon as he stepped into the bathroom, he flicked his robe and happily ran towards the huge sinking bath.

There was a circle of buttons around the bath, Jiang Zicheng pressed one, and the bath was filled with hot water within a few minutes; Jiang Zicheng pressed another, and soon a thick foam appeared on the surface of the water.

He lay in comfortably and slid down so that the hot water flooded his collarbone.

The water adds some essential oils that can relax the muscles and soothe the spirit. The taste is not strong, but it can give people a slightly drunken feeling.

I don't know which button he touched again, a wave suddenly appeared on the surface of the water, and the current started to vibrate. It turns out that the bath has its own massage function, and the water column gushing from all around hits him with moderate force, just like a skilled masseur is relaxing his muscles and bones.

In the days when I came to Venice, Jiangzicheng didn't have a good day to rest. The exhaustion accumulated in the body layer by layer, and it only needed an opportunity to burst out in an all-round way.

"Ok…"

The young man groaned lowly, feeling that his body was crisp and numb, and a feeling of laziness emerged from the bones and gradually filled his fingertips.

The massage water column tapped lightly on his shoulder, and pushed it down layer by layer along his back. The young man leaned back in the bath, his slender and white limbs were looming in the foam, and his short, thick black hair was placed on his forehead, revealing his delicate features.

His eyes closed lazily, and the ambiguous dim yellow light in the bathroom embraced the diffuse water vapor and slowly wrapped around his body.

Suddenly, the underwater water column suddenly strengthened, and at the same time two lasses came out, hitting both sides of his lumbar spine.

"…Well!"

This is the most sensitive part of his waist, which is usually untouchable, even if he touches it, he feels itchy. But when he was most defenseless, two beams of water suddenly "invaded" him, smashing his acupuncture hole heavily!

He only felt that his whole body became loose one after another, a certain numbness spreading along his waist to his whole body, and a refreshing taste that he hadn't experienced for a long time gradually spread.

He was like a boat floating in a small river, suddenly watered by the surging waves.

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Of course Xie Beiwang came to Venice not for vacation.

Since it was handed over to him five years ago, Ricci Entertainment Group has been acquiring shares in major film and television upstream and downstream companies in the world for several years. Even if it cannot achieve absolute control, it also strives to have a certain right to speak in these companies. .

Unlike his sister Xie Yingying, Xie Beiwang was not born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He had a hard time when he was a child, so he loves making money more than his father.

Although he came to Venice this time as a temporary motive, he is still full of work.

After getting off the plane, Miss Xie directly chased the stars, while Xie Beiwang got off the plane and drove directly to meet the chairman and several judges of this film festival. The secret conversation lasted until late at night.

Xie Beiwang drank a lot of wine at the banquet. Fortunately, he had a fair amount of alcohol, but he was slightly drunk, not to the point of being drunk.

After returning to the hotel, the exclusive butler of the presidential suite greeted him, as if to say something.

Xie Beiwang was discussing the itinerary for the next few days with the secretary. He waved his hand and asked the bodyguard to stop the butler, but did not let the butler approach.

After that, he took the secretary and a few assistants to the study to continue talking about work. Before he knew it, the hands on the clock skipped another 30 minutes.

"It's not early, you have worked hard today." Xie Beiwang looked at his capable subordinates, and his assistants followed him on a business trip. They didn't stop when they got off the plane, and they all looked like dishes. He said, "Everyone, rest in the guest bedroom, but your movements are a bit quieter, don't disturb Yingying."

In fact, Xie Beiwang’s worries are not necessary. The presidential suite has excellent sound insulation. The master bedroom and guest bedroom are separated, which fully guarantees the privacy of the owner.

After the others left, Xie Beiwang walked to his bedroom.

He often travels on business, and the presidential suite he has lived in is much the same. For him, no matter how luxurious the house is, it is just a place to sleep.

The man pushed open the bedroom door, rubbed his forehead tiredly, pulled off his tie, and walked towards the big bed in the middle of the bedroom.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped-the bed that should have been clean and flat was in a mess, and the quilts and pillows were flying around, like a chicken coop that had been attacked by a weasel.

Naturally there is no weasel in the presidential suite, but his baby sister can carry a close relative of the weasel.

The thought of that naughty white mink rushing to his house to do harm, Xie Beiwang couldn't wait to grab its tail and slap its **** fiercely.

Little white mink often makes mistakes at home and does not change after repeated teaching, but it looks good and will pretend to be cute. Every time it gets into trouble, it blinks its croton eyes and pulls its owner's little hand, in an attempt to make major things smaller and get through.

But this time, Xie Beiwang didn't want to bear it anymore.

The two master bedrooms share the same bathroom, and the door leading to this side is not closed tightly. A small slit is exposed, and a faint light is exposed from the bathroom.

Xie Beiwang thought it was her sister who forgot to close the door tightly when she took a bath, and wanted to knock on the door to remind her.

But before his fingers touched the door panel, he heard a soft moan floating in the bathroom.

The voice was slightly hoarse, the breathing was sometimes long and short, and the gasp was louder than loud, like an animal eager for a mate.

…It was the voice of a young man.

Xie Beiwang recognized this voice.