This century-long staredown was interrupted by Hirano Yamaji, who knew nothing about it.
He saw Qing Wu in a daze, looking straight ahead, and something was wrong with her whole body. He also looked over and saw the elevator full of people walking out. He was a little surprised and asked Qing Wu politely.
"Duan Sang, what's wrong with you?"
There was a feeling of weight on her shoulders, and Qingwu came back to her senses. She looked over and saw Hirano Yamaji's strong, wrinkled hand on her shoulders.
She blinked her eyes hard to dry up the moisture and panic in her eyes, and moved a small step to the side without leaving a trace. Hirano Sanji's hand naturally fell in the air.
"It's okay, let's go."
Even as he spoke in a low voice, he still couldn't help but look up. Most of the people in the elevator had come out, but he stood at the end of the crowd like a dignified statue, motionless.
Although the light was so bright, Qingwu couldn't see even an inch of his evil and sinister outline, and her entire field of vision suddenly turned pale.
There were only a few steps from where she was to stepping into the elevator, but Qingwu had an extremely hard time walking.
Pingye beside her said something, but she heard nothing as mosquitoes were flapping their wings in her ears.
Finally, he walked into the narrow space where he existed, and the elevator door closed.
Hirano Sanji asked her, "Duan-san, where are we going next? What kind of arrangements are there?"
Only then did Qingwu come to her senses in a daze. The feeling of being stared at so closely persisted on her back, as if the eyes of the person behind her were filled with heat and lingering on her hair, neck, and back.
"Mr. Hirano, let's go to the special themed private room on the sixth floor of Blue. According to Minister Liu, when you come for vacation every year, you will stay in Blue for a long time. I think Blue is your favorite. Several senior executives of our resort have already
I've been waiting for you there for a long time, I hope you have a good time tonight."
"It will naturally be a pleasure to have a beauty like you as my companion." Hirano glanced at Qingwu with a meaningful look and raised his eyebrows.
"Haha, Mr. Hirano is joking. There are so many beauties in blue. Yanhuan is fat or thin. You can choose from Mr. Hirano." Qingwu quickly laughed. She felt her face stiffen. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but a chill ran down her spine.
He was right behind, and he didn't know if he could understand her conversation with Hirano.
"Didn't Liu Sang tell you that I only like beauties wearing cheongsam?"
Hirano leaned slightly and bit his ear with Qingwu, who was wearing high heels. In the eyes of those behind him, that posture seemed unforgivably intimate!
Ling Yansen's eyes have become weird and long, anxious and dangerous since the elevator door first opened and he saw her in the crowd. What kind of dress is she wearing? Who asked her to wear such tight clothes that can't cover her flesh?
It’s something! She’s really good at finding a job, but it’s just a job that makes people laugh!
He knows the old Japanese man next to him who has wretched eyes, speaks wretchedly, and behaves even more wretchedly! Hirano Yamaci, there are a few stinky nouveau riche who were lucky enough to make a fortune from the financial tsunami, and from then on they started to be arrogant and domineering all over the world.
Gold! She actually has dealings with this kind of thing? Hirano Yamaji is here to talk about investment in the resort, but in fact he is just showing off that he is a nouveau riche. I heard that he comes every year, and the resort will pay special attention to him
The taste of women is arranged, and every year, every year, they have to play with at least a dozen of the best!
This old immortal!
She actually stayed next to such a dangerous person, and she was dressed so...charmingly and enchantingly. She looked like a famous actress from the old days, with clear black hair, a white neck that could be broken by a blow, and a small face that was so enchanting.
The thin pink is voluptuous and tender. What makes Ling Yansen the most irritated is the exquisite and elegant cheongsam that outlines her beautiful figure! The high and round chest is still the same as many years ago, with perfect flow to the palm.
Shape, slender waist and full hand, as soft and graceful as the willow wind floats.
damn it!
Forgetting the cheongsam, it still had high slits! As she walked and moved, her long and slender legs, as white as mutton-fat jade, were exposed, almost reaching the heels of her legs.
Qingwu is not tall, but her figure is exactly in proportion to the golden section. Her legs are slender and slender on her body. The calf line is smooth and round, and the proportion to her thighs is just right and harmonious. Therefore, no matter which angle you look at it, that
They both have a pair of impeccably delicate and soft legs, and their skin is not just white, but pink with a rosy white inside. Just looking at them makes you want to take a few bites.
In the past, under the bed, he loved to caress those silky brocade-like legs, while kissing them carefully. She couldn't stand the itch, so she began to twist her waist and refused to cooperate, and sang softly.
When she thought of this, she looked up again, and her dark, dark, ink-like flowing eyes suddenly shot out with a gloomy and cold light. She wished she could strangle the wretched man next to her with her eyes and replace him instead!
Ling Yansen clenched his fists, bit his cheeks tightly, and tightened his handsome features. He was gritting his teeth to endure. If not, he would probably do something inappropriate in front of everyone!
The two people in front had their heads very close to each other, and they were talking in low voices in an unpleasant Fukuoka dialect.
Ling Yansen pricked up his ears and listened carefully, but his uncontrollably sad and evil eyes lingered on her lovely round earlobes. She had a pair of beautiful and honest earlobes with a soft shape and soft and rich flesh underneath.
Put it in your mouth, and you can feel the secret trembling from the soft body in your arms. The taste is so ecstasy that it penetrates your bones.
The desire factors of every cell in the body stretched out sensitive tentacles, so that there was an embarrassing and inappropriate reaction below.
Ling Yansen frowned, his dark and gloomy outline became even more expressionless, and the abrupt veins on his forehead showed his arrogant panic. Fortunately, he was holding the resort's introduction brochure that the front desk lady handed him when he walked in. He quickly moved his hand
It was moved and placed on the belt, and the booklet fell down, just blocking a damn restless part.
During the long wait that Qingwu felt like she was about to suffocate, she heard a crisp 'ding--' that sounded like a life-saving sound.
The elevator door opened.
Looking at the wide space outside the door, Qingwu gasped for air, her voice became much more energetic. She turned her head and looked at Hirano, "Mr. Hirano, please follow me."
"OK."
Ling Yansen stood still and everyone walked out. He maintained his somewhat stiff posture and did not move. In his phoenix eyes, which were as deep and narrow as a cold pool, his sinister gaze only followed the two figures with almost no gap in front of them.
The thin lips were pursed, with a cold arc, just like the cold and resolute short hair standing on top of his head.