She always thought that she was a perfectionist and a goddess in the eyes of others, but she made wedding dresses for others and saw her best friend get married to the man she liked. That night, she got drunk, but she didn't want to crawl into someone else's bed in a daze. As a result, he was still a colder and colder CEO. In a PK with him, Gu Weiwei knew what it means to be the best among the best, and the best among the best. Damn, even if he was handsome, he would still make her look bad at every turn. One night, Gu Weiwei got angry, picked up her little floral pillow and blocked the door angrily, "Murong Yao, I'm an aunt today, so I can't sleep on the floor anymore! I want to sleep on the bed!" "Oh?" The man narrowed his eyes with dark eyes. Scanning Gu Weiwei's looming black bra, the next second, the tall body pressed directly up, and a bewitching voice lingered in her ears, "If you want it, just say it, Gu Weiwei, you are not a blind woman who beats around the bush!"