Young Master Yang stepped forward and patted Ma Yu's shoulder gently. There was a half-smile in his blue eyes, and he said softly: "If I want to talk about beauty, how can I dare to compare with Young Master Ma? I heard that you
Every time I go abroad, I always take a girl with me, why don’t you bring one with me next time?”
"This is not a glorious history. Who is the good man now? Well..." Ma Yu pointed to the room, "The good man is inside. Jun Yun's love can be said to be steadfast. It's me.
Incomparable to you."
Yang Shao's eyes were locked tightly in the direction he was pointing. His pupils became a little cold for a moment. What suddenly came to mind was the figure of the pair embracing each other in the sun in front of Guyu Island.
.
The hand that dropped down clenched his fist tightly, and there was a looming coldness on his lips, and he said coldly: "What about a good man? It also depends on whether this love will last long. What's the use of just looking at it now?"
After saying that, he walked forward, followed by four bodyguards in black suits.
Ma Yu stood there, thinking about what he just said without a clue?
It seems...his tone is a little aggressive? Could it be that being a good man puts so much pressure on him?
The dim light filled the ancient room with a kind of fragrance. After Yang Shao entered the room, what caught his sight was a naked woman with a graceful figure lying on the huge bed. Her long black hair was scattered, and there were two people on the bed.
The light yellow gauze swayed at the end, hazy the woman's radiant skin.
His movement of closing the door became slightly stiff due to that scene, his eyes became darker and darker, his slender fingers pulled at the collar of his shirt, revealing his bare chest, and he slowly walked towards the bed.
"Humph!" A smart and charming sound of temptation overflowed from the woman's breath. She looked at the man walking over with some obsession. She turned around and lay down on the quilt, supporting her chin with one hand.
The long black hair faintly hangs down on the chest*, making it look like a faint shadow.
"Why did you come so late?"
The woman complained softly, waiting for the hot temperature, "I have something to do, I'm late." Young Master Yang smiled faintly, but it felt like a smile but not a smile. His eyes fell on the woman's charming face,
In vain, I thought about that night again. It was obvious that the food I couldn't get was really delicious, and I couldn't help but think about it.
When he walked to the edge of the bed, the woman stretched out her slender and beautiful hands and hugged his waist, "Let me help you take off your clothes."
The woman stood up, squatted on the bed, and gently unbuttoned his shirt for him. Her charming chest unfolded before his eyes. Then, the shirt fell to the ground, "Why haven't you come to me recently?"
She leaned forward and kissed his skin, complaining a little.
"Now, your identity is different from before. Nowadays, the streets and alleys are full of photos of you, Na Wei'er." Yang Shao's tone was calm, but there was a touch of indifference.
They have had several connections in the past, and they all met through shooting commercials. However, these connections are rare for Naweier.
Her identity is not something she can do as she pleases, and all of her life is photographed by the media. Even though they had a one-night stand, Naweier was really not satisfied.
Of course, it's not just because he is the president. It's because his whole person exudes attraction.
Naweier looked at the pair of soul-stirring blue eyes and smiled softly: "So what? I am still the real me in front of you. Maybe you don't know that in those days when you didn't come to see me, I really
Miss you very much."
"I heard that you recently filmed a movie, and it looks like it's going to be a big hit again." Yang Shaoning glanced at Na Wei'er, held up her beautiful and delicate face, kissed her, pried open her red lips, and explored
People come in and linger.
"Will you come to visit the class? I hope you can come."
Na Wei'er kissed back, her red lips lightly touching Young Master Yang's lips, making her look even more demonic.
She stared with affectionate eyes, one hand wrapped around his neck, and the other hand drew teasing circles on his chest, and then gradually moved down, stopping on his abdomen. Men's weaknesses are actually the same as women's.
, sensitivity in a certain place can easily arouse desire.
Sure enough, his fiery big hands grasped the plump breast, and the fingertips kneaded the red color, making the woman in his arms tremble all over.
"Well..." Naweier opened her eyes slightly, looked around in confusion, and found that a pair of blue eyes at a very close distance were staring at her, and the flickering light in her eyes seemed to be
deep feeling.
Inexplicably, Naweier felt secretly happy.
Even though she is now a very popular star, there are many people chasing her, including some rich young men or some wealthy tycoons. However, how can those men compare to the one in front of her?
I always thought that after that one-night stand, they would lose contact.
She has been waiting.
However, there was no result in waiting. It was only when she put down her pride and called him that he said he missed her too.
Could this be true?
Even if it's fake, Na Wei'er is willing to give it a try. Now, the affection in front of her tells her that he likes her?
The kiss became more and more intense, and her hands had already unbuttoned his pants until she took the initiative to explore the man's underwear.
"Um."
Naweier moaned coquettishly, feeling the hot temperature covering her body. His big palms kept moving on every sensitive part of her, making her whole body go limp and her face flushed.
With a bit of eagerness.
"Young Master Yang."
Naweier felt her legs being coldly spread apart, and subconsciously grabbed his back until her lower body was filled to the brim in an instant, and the yellow gauze swayed gently with the ambiguity between the two.