Three naked women lay side by side on the bed, each twisting their waists and buttocks to their heart's content, moaning in ecstasy, and turned to look at the tall man behind them with blurred eyes.
Cheng Haohan looked at the three beauties in front of him expressionlessly. Finally, he chose the middle woman to solve his physical needs. It was not because she was the most beautiful, nor because she had a particularly good figure. There was only one reason, she
closest to him.
"Brother Cheng, I want it too." The two women around him pressed their naked bodies against Cheng Haohan's body, making gasping sounds of need in time with his rhythm.
The whole room was filled with ambiguous crashing sounds and the smell of love between men and women.
Lively but lonely.
Suddenly, Cheng Haohan pushed the woman in front of him away, his eyes becoming bored.
"Brother Cheng, give it to me." The woman turned around and gasped in dissatisfaction. Her hands gently touched Cheng Haohan's thighs.
"Go away, it's my turn." Another woman saw the opportunity and pushed the kneeling woman. She knelt at Cheng Haoran's feet and eagerly used her mouth to please her.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Haohan lazily took a step back, frowned and looked at the woman in front of him irritably.
"It's so boring, disappear in one minute." Cheng Haohan collapsed out of bed tiredly, picked up the check from the bedside table, and threw it on the bed. The women ran over to grab it.
Cheng Haohan glanced at it with disdain and walked to the bathroom.
"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door. Cheng Haohan ignored it and walked into the bathroom.
Water rushed down from his head. The water on his hair passed through his eyes. His eyes were lonely and cold. The depth of his eyes was like a whirlpool, which made people unable to see clearly but made people sink involuntarily.
Brother Hu knocked on the door again, and Xia Ziyan stood quietly at the door.
She's back.
In half a year, she lost weight like crazy. She had her eyes opened, her eyelids were cut, her eyelashes were transplanted, her nose was raised, her face was slimmed, and she even learned how to taste wine, dance, and seduce men.
The door opened.
Three women in cool clothes walked out charmingly.
The door was closed in front of Xia Ziyan again.
Ten minutes later, Brother Hu knocked on the door again.
The door opened, and Cheng Haohan was wrapped in a bath towel, lazily filled with fatigue and lifelessness.
"Go away, I don't want a woman now." Cheng Haohan said irritably and closed the door.
"Brother Cheng, she is Xia Ziyan." Brother Hu said respectfully.
"Xia Ziyan?" Cheng Haohan looked at Xia Ziyan suspiciously, with a bright look in his eyes, and some interest arose in his lifeless life. "Come in."
Cheng Haohan turned around and walked into the room, followed by Xia Ziyan. Brother Hu turned around and went to do his business.
"Thank you, Brother Cheng, for saving my father's life." Xia Ziyan expressed her heartfelt thanks with a smile.
Cheng Haohan ignored Xia Ziyan. He selected one from a group of restricted discs, put it into the console, turned on the TV, and lay down lazily on the sofa.
He patted the sofa next to him, without looking at Xia Ziyan at all, and motioned for her to sit down.
Xia Ziyan sat on the corner of the sofa with an expressionless expression.
What was on TV was a funeral, with a black tone. Uncle Xiang was kneeling in front of the mourning hall with a potion hanging on his face, his eyes filled with tears. He was in tears.
A hint of emotion appeared on Xia Ziyan's expressionless face, "What is this?"
"I helped you hold a funeral. There must have been a car accident the day you came to see me. Ah Fu, who knew the inside story, I gave him 500,000 and asked him to choose Goofy. The former Xia Ziyan is already dead." Cheng Haohan.
He explained lazily and looked at the sad Xia Ziyan from the corner of his eye.
He had seen all kinds of women laughing, panting, pleading, and crying, but Xia Ziyan's silent tears had a different kind of beauty.
Cheng Haohan looked at Xia Ziyan for the first time. He raised the corners of his mouth, looking evil and dangerous.
"The results of your plastic surgery are good."
Xia Ziyan couldn't hear Cheng Haohan's words, nor could she feel his shining eyes. All her thoughts were on the TV screen because she saw Xiang Shangtian wearing sunglasses.
He sent people to kill her, but he actually had the nerve to do so.