Zhao Ziyue looked at the back shadow of Li Youlan's red tt going away, took out a cigarette, lit it with a lighter, took a deep breath, let out a sip of smoke, and gently turned his neck. Just as he was about to step down the stairs, he heard a charming voice behind him.

"Sir, please stay."

When Zhao Ziyue turned around, he saw a woman wearing a sapphire blue cheongsam behind him. The woman had long hair shawls, a little foundation, a scarlet mouth, and a delicate body curve, especially a pair of tall breasts and smiling charmingly.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Ziyue asked with a smile.

"Look at your outstanding temperament, can you make friends?" The woman took two steps towards Zhao Ziyue and said affectionately.

"Friend? I don't know which kind of friend it is, is it the kind of romantic? Or the kind of people who go to bed directly?" Zhao Ziyue gave out a sip of cigarettes and teased.

"Sir, you are very funny!" The woman was not annoyed, but was happy. She stroked her hair with her fingers, and licked her lips slightly with her small tongue, which was sexy and charming.

"It's not that I'm funny, but that other men are pretending to be in a good position, so I have to pretend to be experienced."

"Is that so? I wonder where you are experienced?" the woman smiled.

"Haha, I dare not say anything else, the bed skills are so first-class."

"Is that so? I can't tell." The woman smiled, getting closer to Zhao Ziyue, Zhao Ziyun could smell the faint scent of jasmine flowers emitted between her hair.

"Generally, this kind of kung fu is tried in bed." Zhao Ziyue replied very honestly.

"Just talk but not practice fake moves." The woman approached Zhao Ziyue, and gently stroked Zhao Ziyue's white collar with her delicate jade fingers. She slid slightly and touched Zhao Ziyue's neck. Her fingertips gently slid around Zhao Ziyue's neck.

Zhao Ziyue was not showing weakness, and stretched out his hand and wrapped it around the woman's slim waist. With a little force, the woman was taken to her arms and her face turned red. The woman struggled gently, but Zhao Ziyue hugged her tighter.

"Why don't we find a place to practice?" Zhao Ziyue smiled and looked down at the woman in her arms.

"I'm not a casual person." The woman said inconsistently, as if she wanted to go back on her word.

"Me too, but I'm not a human being when I get up casually." Zhao Ziyue said as he looked down at the woman's eyes, and his other hand had already slid into the collar. The tentacles were slipping. Zhao Ziyue exclaimed inward, it was so big!

Although the woman was a little nervous, she was still a little excited. Thinking about her four sisters, she was the only one who caught this man and then Siqi's expression, the woman was secretly happy.

Zhao Ziyue's hand was slightly pressed, and the hand placed on the woman's waist tightened again. The woman directly pressed on Zhao Ziyue's body. Zhao Ziyue gently twisted the bright red grape grains with two fingers, attached it to the woman's ear and blew gently.

The woman trembled, stretched her arms, wrapped her arms around Zhao Ziyue's waist, and said with a rapid breathing: "Let's go, let's open the room."

But Zhao Ziyue said something very owed, "But I don't have any money on me."

The woman adjusted her breathing slightly, and said with a slightly red face: "Then go to my car."

At this time, people had already walked out of the hall one after another. The woman was intoxicated in Zhao Ziyue's arms. When she saw someone coming out, her body trembled slightly, feeling both nervous and exciting, a bit like holding hands with her first love boyfriend on campus. Her heart was sweet and nervous, as if she was in an atmosphere created by two lovers. There were only two people in the world who loved each other, and nothing else existed.

Zhao Ziyue walked down the steps with the woman in her arms. The woman lay down in his arms and whispered: "Where is the car."

Zhao Ziyue walked in the direction she pointed, and when she approached, she saw that it was a white BMW. The BW had a very high standard. All rich people in China liked to drive a BMW, but in the country in the United States that advocated freedom supremacy, bw was labeled as a playboy logo, and the real nobles disdained it.

"You come and drive." Zhao Ziyue said.

"Why? Can't you drive?" the woman asked in surprise. Although her face was still a little red, her mind was at least a little clear after the night wind.

"Of course not, because I can free up my hands to do some other things." Zhao Ziyue said slowly with a smirk on his face.

"You bad guy." The woman's eyes circulated and she gently shook her hair, with a charming look.

"You women all seem to love to say this, as if every man is pornographic and violent, while every woman is stupid and innocent."

When she sat in the car, the woman put on the seat belt and said, "I am not all women, I only represent me." As she said that, she put down the handbrake, started the car, slowly drove out of the parking belt, and drove towards the road.

Zhao Ziyue's left hand was gently placed on the woman's thigh. Although she was separated by the blue silk cheongsam, she could still feel the softness and smoothness on the woman's thighs.

The woman smiled gently, her right hand landed on Zhao Ziyue's hand, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and her white right hand grabbed her big hand and slid deeper into the depths.

"Why haven't Yanan come back yet? It's been half an hour since he went to the bathroom." Sister Yaru said, looking at the small Patek Philippe on her wrist.

"Don't wait for her. I just saw that dead girl being taken away by someone, and I couldn't even shout at her." Ao Xue said coldly.

"Have you taken it away? Who did you?" Siqi and Sister Yaru asked almost at the same time.

"Who else? Your unsung hero."

"Ah!" Siqi said with a look of pain: "Damn it, she still took the lead."

It was still the elder sister, Sister Yaru, who was calm and said slowly: "I hope something happens to Yanan. This crazy girl, why don't you call me and ask?"

But the phone rang for a long time but no one answered it.

"Does this still need to be guessed? It must have been silent. I am afraid that we will disturb others' good mood, so maybe even the room is open now." Siqi said jealously.

"Siqi, stop talking. See if I don't teach her a lesson when I go back. Such a big person is still like a child." Sister Yaru said with a calm look on her face. After all, she is the eldest sister, who has a lot of skills in qi cultivation.

"Hmph, I have been snatching me from childhood to adulthood. This damn girl, even men are fighting with me this time." Siqi said unyieldingly.

"I think you two would better not fight for this man, be careful to tie yourself up." Ao Xue said coldly from the side.

"What are you fighting with me?" Wang Xiaoshi shouted at Mo Xiaoming after walking out of Shangri-La.

"What are you fighting with you? You are obviously 22 years old, but you say you are 23 years old, which makes me ranked behind you and become a little tail. Otherwise, I will be the fourth child, and you will take away the fourth seat." Mo Xiaoming was not willing to be outdone, staring at Wang Xiaoshi with his eyes.

"Who said I'm 22 years old? I'm obviously 23..."

"Go and go and you, I'll see your ID card..."

"You are so despicable!"

"Hehe, I've been too rewarded. It's far worse than your ability to pretend to be a B, and you even pretend to be aged."

"Okay, let's see my breasts stretch out my palms." As he said that, Wang Xiaoshi leaned into Mo Xiaoming's chest with both hands.

"Ah! What a despicable palm technique, look at my Huashan milking dragon waving." As they said that, the two fought together.

After a fight, both of them were gasping for breath, sitting on the steps, smoking a pack of Hard Gate that cost five yuan per pack.

"A true kung fu master has no change in his face and his heart is not beating after the fight. We are far from it." Mo Xiaoming said with a mouthful of smoke.

"The real kung fu masters may be in the movie!" Xiaoshi, the four-inch land king, said with a fascination.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a place to see the traces left by a real kung fu master." Mo Xiaoming said with a mysterious look on his face.

"What are you doing?" Wang Xiaoshi asked.

"You will know after you go, but first of all, you have to swear, don't tell others what I said to you tonight." Mo Xiaoming said solemnly.

"What are you doing? Just say something if you have something to do, and let go if you have fart."

"Oh, it seems you don't want to go, then forget it." Mo Xiaoming's butt that had just moved fell on the steps again.

"No, no, really, no, then, Brother Xiao Ming, I'm four inches of land and beg you, can't it be enough? I will never tell anyone. If I leak the news, I will make me impotence when I go to bed with a woman, have no chance of having a baby, get hit by a car when going out, and be struck by lightning when it rains..."

"Okay, OK, I'm convinced you. You can even make such a vicious vow. You have to know that you are still a virgin. If you are impotence, what will your wife do in the future?"

"Why, Xiao Ming, would you please give me my first time to you?"

"roll!"
Chapter completed!