Outside the Triumph Holiday Hotel, a blue Maserati stopped, and the doorman dutifully stepped forward to open the door for the guests.
The man who got off the car had a long forehead, covering his long, narrow eyes, a straight nose, thin lips, and a particularly charming chin line. With such an outstanding appearance, even the male doorman,
He couldn't help but avoid looking at him, not daring to dwell too much on the man's face.
The man's expression was slightly restrained, with a stern look on his brows. After getting off the car, his steps were very steady. It seemed that no matter how urgent the matter was, he could not change his pace at all.
He walked directly through the hotel lobby, found the direction of the elevator with ease, and then disappeared into the closing elevator door under the gaze of a group of nymphomaniacs.
"So handsome and familiar, who is he?"
"Well, yes, I also remember where I saw him. Is he an artist?"
"Why do I think he looks so much like our young president!"
The last murmur of the beautiful woman at the front desk did not attract anyone's attention. "Hey, young president?" The hotel staff who had only seen his photo had of course heard that he had grown up abroad since he was a child. He probably couldn't even speak Mandarin.
Alas, how could it be possible for him to appear here in good condition!
The man who was being discussed by the beauties was already standing outside a guest room, holding a universal card commonly used within the Triumph Holiday Inn. He closed his eyes and suppressed the anger in his heart. When the door card crossed the
When the electronic lock beeped, he kicked the door rudely.
In the guest room with the floor lamp on, there is a room of ambiguity and indescribable dejection. On the rose-colored bed, two naked bodies are intertwined and undulating. The woman who is pressed underneath is looking up with her face covered in confusion.
With a flirtatious look, she opened her lips and let out intermittent moans.
Seeing his wife's secret love scene in person, the man's narrow eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of anger. However, the woman who was completely immersed in lust at this time actually ignored the man's iron fist and viciousness.
While enjoying the excitement, the woman proudly pointed to the camera that was always turned on by the bedside, laughed without fear of death and said: "Ji, you are determined to wear this cuckold."
The man in front of the bed gave a faint sneer. On the surface, he seemed not to be moved by his wife's secret pleasure. Instead, he said sadly: "Okay, it's really good! Ms. Mo, it's time for you to have a taste of the human world."