"Yeah, I got it." Lei Luo responded calmly, took one last look at the woman in a romantic mood on the phone, ended the video, sighed, stood up, shook off his long pajamas, and then moved away.
Why do you sigh?
The thought of facing the routine methods of cultivating internal strength made him feel uninterested.
The maids selected by the Wolverine royal family are all beautiful, coquettish, passionate, and unrestrained. They have also undergone rigorous training. They are all proficient masters in bed. Which method can best make Your Highness feel,
They all know which posture is most likely to interest Your Highness.
But Lei Luo just felt it was too boring!
The maids all stood in the corridor. When they saw Lei Luo approaching, they all bowed silently and saluted. Lei Luo was escorted by several royal guards like an emperor, walking through the corridors and long paths. The palace's
There were too many rooms to count, and I went around and around, and finally stopped in front of Chunyu Pavilion.
"Your Highness, please."
The old housekeeper opened the door, and Lei Luo walked in with his neck held high.
"Your Highness..." Several maids inside who were as charming as spring water and begonias, all naked, saluted Lei Luo.
"Hmm." Lei Luo snorted lazily.
Opening his arms, a maid immediately came over to take off his pajamas, and his strong, muscular body was exposed to the air.
All the maids were intoxicated and their breaths were confused.
Lei Luo looked at the eight maids indifferently and nodded casually, "You, and you, and you."
The three women who were appointed immediately smiled broadly and leaned toward Lei Luo coquettishly.
The other five people were secretly resentful and quietly retreated.
The three maids all used all their abilities to tease His Highness the Prince, kissing, touching, and rubbing...
Lei Luo was lying on the bed, flipping through a magazine, unaware of the big names.
If it weren't for the purpose of increasing my skills, doing this twice a week would be really boring!
His Royal Highness the Prince's muscular body was so perfect and attractive, all the muscles were obviously swollen, and even the lower part was erect. However, His Highness did not make any move, and the three maids were so greedy that they were all red and their saliva was drooling.
There happened to be a photo of Zuo Musen in the magazine. Even though he was wearing sunglasses, Lei Luo recognized it at a glance. Isn't this man the man who had dinner with An Jinmi? He suddenly thought of An Jinmi and thought
An Jinmi, naturally recalling the way she had her limbs clamped and being bullied by him, immediately jumped up. That is, the first second he thought of that scene, Lei Luo had a strong appetite, and the great murder weapon below immediately started beating violently.
After a few moments, when the three maids were confused, Lei Luo jumped up, shouted, grabbed one of the maids, held it down, and thrust fiercely.
In the Chunyu Pavilion, women screamed loudly, one after another.
Afterwards, when Lei Luo was lying in the luxurious hot spring soaking, he couldn't help but splash the water in annoyance.
"Shit! Why does that bitch always appear in my mind?"
The sex/pleasure just now was more joyful and violent than usual, but this made Lei Luo despise himself even more.
Because...he couldn't help but imagine that the maid beneath him was An Jinmi!
If it were anyone else, they would have sent someone to check An Jinmi's information.
Lei Luo, on the other hand, is terrifyingly rational.
The more this kind of person can break through his rational defense line, the more he tries to avoid it. No matter how much he wants to meet her again in his heart, he would rather never see her again in his life.
Suppressing desire/desire is equivalent to strengthening it.
But things in the world are always so unpredictable.
When Apra, the milk grape, fell ill, Lei Zhengyuan dragged her away and asked An Jinmi to accompany him to the headquarters for a meeting.