The muscles are strong, elastic and have a good degree of tension, as if they belong to a youthful and energetic young man, not to the man mentioned on the phone, a middle-aged, bald, obscene old man like Mr. Lu.
Because a relative was sick, she accidentally met Mr. Lu. She originally thought he was a amiable uncle, but she didn't expect that he would threaten her with this. Qiao Ni felt that everything was in despair.
That middle-aged, fat man actually made such a nasty request, but what could he do?
But the problem now is that the person supporting her is not Mr. Lu. Could it be that she went to the wrong place, but she did not enter the wrong room number, the agreed time, the note on the table just now, and the prepared nightgown.
There shouldn't be anything wrong with all this.
Qiao Ni felt panicked and lost her mind, wondering what went wrong and how could this happen.
When her thoughts were in a panic, her body was suddenly pressed tightly against the wall by that person.
"You, who are you?" She screamed out in a trembling voice because of panic. She didn't want to be so unclear. She was afraid that if she sold herself and still couldn't get the money to treat her mother, it would be over. But as soon as she said these words, she
His lips were severely blocked, and he could no longer utter a single word. He could only hesitantly yell and scream.
She was so frightened that she tried to beat the young man's body with all her strength, but found that it was of no use at all. Instead, she was restrained by him and unable to move.
I ran into the wrong room, it must be like this, this is what Qiao Ni decided.
In this way, not only was the mother unable to be saved, but she was thrown into it, and just thinking about it made her feel hot.
"If you don't want to save your mother, just keep moving." Finally feeling that Qiongni's restlessness made him irritated, the man whispered softly in her ear, his voice was mellow and magnetic, very nice, even sweet, better than the TV station
The voice of the male announcer sounded much better, but his words made people uncomfortable. They were warnings, threats, and provocative. The warm air blew beside her ears, making her tremble all over.
Don't dare to move any more.
It's him.
But why is it not Mr. Lu? What is going on? Who can tell her? A series of questions popped up in her mind but she couldn't find the answer.
However, no matter what, as long as she can save her mother, this is the most important thing right now, Qiao Ni thought secretly.
Thinking of this, she gave up her struggle, closed her eyes and let the man kiss her as much as she wanted.
The man was a master of flirting. A few gentle touches made Qioni tremble. His kisses went from shallow to deep, from weak to strong. At first, they soaked lightly like raindrops, and then slowly became heavier and more predatory until they were pried open.
Her teeth were entangled with her spiritual tongue, coming like a crazy rainstorm.
Although it wasn't the first time I kissed, it was the first time I had such a close breath exchange with a man in this situation, and it was still so crazy.
Wei Shang always kissed her gently and tenderly, as if he was holding her in the palm of his hand with love, but his fierceness made her feel that she would lose her position and be captured at any time, which made Qiao Ni feel a little at a loss.
She didn't know how red her face would be if the lights hadn't been turned off.
After all this, Qiao Ni was made dizzy by him, and she felt weak all over, as if something strange was burning secretly in her body.
"Can you please be gentle?" Qiongni felt a little breathless when he kissed her like this, so she took advantage of her breathing time to speak.
After hearing this, the movement of the man's tongue softened, but his hands did not stop. Those strong hands slowly groped Qiao Ni's young and energetic body, as if he was exploring a new field.
The man's force on her waist increased, and he wrapped her whole body in a horizontal hug. He picked her up and walked forward slowly.
Qiongni's hands were tightly twisting her clothes, and she couldn't use any strength to hang her body in the air, and she didn't dare to struggle. The room was so quiet that she could only hear her own heart beating wildly.
In the dark room, he held her in his arms and walked forward. The rustle of slippers rubbing against the carpet could be heard faintly.