"Oh my God, this is so amazing. Such a man is so charming. I want to be his woman." Sally was in heat. Such a powerful oriental man was better than all the men. Sally
I really want to try his body and feel the intense collision with my own body.
But this was far from over. As Wang Ding continued to replenish his spiritual energy, he discovered that the height that the sumo wrestler could be lifted could be far more than one meter, or even higher.
"China won, China won."
The Chinese students were already celebrating their victory in advance. When the big man was lifted in the air and still rising, no one knew that he could not make a comeback.
The Japanese students studying abroad were all depressed. Their country was defeated, and they suddenly lost their sense of national pride.
"Fuck you, little Japan!"
Wang Ding finally fixed the height at 1.8 meters in the air, and then used 50% of the force to throw Tian Gangxiaye out. Wang Ding knew that this force was enough to throw him so that he could no longer cause trouble to himself in the past few days, but naturally
, there won’t be any physical crisis. Wang Ding doesn’t want to kill the Japanese here, but it would be bad if it causes a dispute between the two countries.
Taoka Shimono was thrown to the ground hard. The moment his butt landed on the ground, it was as if his buttocks were sitting on a rocket, rolling around on fire.
"Sick man of East Asia, now you know how powerful the Chinese are, right? So, please show more respect to the Chinese in the future."
Wang Ding won, and at this moment he perfectly pinned the label of the sick man of East Asia on the heads of the Japanese, while Taoka Shimono still had the energy to defend himself at this moment, so he acquiesced to this title.
Taro Muratani was still unconvinced, but what could he do with his small body? As for the Chinese just now, he probably could have blamed himself with one finger.
Wang Ding found the frustrated Muratani Taro, but he happily walked to him, raised his head and said, "Muratani Taro, your teammate has been thrown to the ground by me, so are you Japanese going to fulfill your promise and give 500,000 yuan to him?"
What about handing over the euros? I know that you Yamato people are very trustworthy, right? Dear Japanese students? Then what he said will be fulfilled, right? Chinese compatriots? "
Wang Ding made a fuss at the students, and Muratani Taro couldn't help but admit it.
"巷...I will cash it. You don't need to remind me. Come on, follow me and get the money."
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After dealing with the Japanese couple and asking them to pay for his Han-Japanese slave king's gold seal, Wang Ding lay on the bed in the Frankfurt hotel, grinning from ear to ear.
Today, because they were too tired, Wang Ding and Zhang Bi declined Sally's request for a banquet and went back to their rooms to rest.
The night in Paris, France is very beautiful. If you look out the window, you can see the night view of the entire Paris. The distant Seine River in the city lights, the sparkling lake surface is so beautiful and sad, like tears in the sky.
The sparkling eyes can be compared to the singing and dancing on the Place de la Concorde
Shengping brings a gorgeous hustle and bustle. Couples on the Champs Elysées hug each other and kiss passionately. The young man puts his fingers into the girl's shirt wantonly. He doesn't know what the girl is playing with in her shirt.
Utensils, anyway, are quite enjoyable.
I don't know if he was infected by the Paris air. Wang Ding thought of Zhang Bi in the next room. This feeling was very strange, which made Wang Ding lose a little sense of proportion. Could it be that he also had feelings for Zhang Bi? No! Wang Ding was a little bit
Panic, I like Mu Tianlan, how could I have feelings for Zhang Bi again?
Wang Ding shook his head, got into the quilt, and stopped thinking.
Dong Dong Dong, I heard a knock on the door early in the morning. Wang Ding, who was still sleeping, got out of bed in his pajamas and opened the door, his mind still a little shaken.
Opening the door, Wang Ding turned around and wanted to go to bed again, but now a pair of hands wrapped around Wang Ding's lower back. These soft, boneless hands came up, and he wanted to follow his waist to touch his chest.
, Wang Ding suddenly woke up.
It's Sally!
"Sally, what do you want to do?"
When Sally saw the nervous Wang Ding, her smile turned red the next second. "What's wrong? Can't you even hug my idol?"
Sally looked at Wang Ding with her big eyes blinking. The strong current really gave Wang Ding a big impact.
But Wang Ding's concentration was not that good either. He hurriedly untied Sally's little hand and Wang Ding became serious. "There is an old saying in China that men and women are not close to each other. It's really not good for you to hug me like this."
"But I like to hug you like this, I just want to hug you." Sally thought about entangling Wang Ding again, but Wang Ding simply turned around and pushed up with both hands to stop Sally.
Unexpectedly, Sally was not afraid of the danger and took two balloons to the top.
A terrible thing happened. In the next second, Wang Ding's two hands were pressed directly on the soft white rabbit. The long and slender rabbit flicked lightly, and the wonderful aftertaste was there.
The palms of my hands reverberated enthusiastically.
Wang Ding, who had never tried it so clearly before, ate the delicious food. His mind was frozen for a second, and Sally pushed forward with her breasts.
Wang Ding couldn't help but retreated. As Sally jumped on the spot, her legs wrapped around Wang Ding's waist, and then her soft jade arms wrapped around Wang Ding's neck.
This butt is a pretty plump Western woman's butt. The pertness is much more sexy than that of an Eastern girl. When the thighs are wrapped around each other, the well-proportioned muscle lines make Wang Ding, who lowers his head, feel excited and excited.
Excited.
"Want to touch it?"
Sally was teasing the innocent little boy. Her small hand touched the big hand and guided the big hand towards her thigh.
"No, come down quickly!"
Wang Ding's reason overcame his impulse. He couldn't have casual skin-to-skin contact with Sally. He couldn't do this. Wang Ding resolutely refused and untied Sally's bent legs. Sally had to take her hands off Wang Ding's body.
Come down.
"Hey, I'm so boring. I wanted to have some romance with you in the morning, but why am I so lacking in romantic feelings?" Sally waved her little hand in the air, and she was so charming that Wang Ding felt very attractive.
But Wang Ding knew that this kind of attraction only came from sex, and that was not what Wang Ding needed, otherwise he might have accepted Gong Hui a few years ago.
"I'm really not very romantic. I'm sorry, Miss Sally. Are you okay with coming to my room so early?"
"Of course there is something. Have you forgotten that I told you to take that "Old Testament" to my dad today? My dad will bid for your "Old Testament". At the same time, I believe you are interested in me."
I will also be very interested in the Chinese treasures in my father’s hands, and I hope to promote cooperation between you. So, come with me?”
Sally didn't say much. Although Wang Ding tentatively asked what the treasure in Sally's father's hands was on the way, Sally kept turning around and never said the name of the thing. This is called letting Wang Ding
Ding was even more interested in the treasure in Sally's father's hands.
But it is true that if that thing had no value, Wang Ding would not have sold the Old Testament so easily. After all, it was also a national treasure of the West.
A Western villa, with several French holly trees planted in the courtyard. Walking past the bluestone terrace, Wang Ding was led into the viewing platform of the villa.
There was a round table for guests on the observation deck. Wang Ding was first arranged to sit on a stone chair by Sally. However, she went into the room to inform her father.
After a while, Wang Ding saw a middle-aged Frenchman in his forties or fifties coming out. This Frenchman's features were quite obvious, with a high nose, blond hair, brown eyes, and facial features similar to that of Sarah.
They look very similar to Li, and we can tell they are a father and daughter.
"Hello, Chinese boy."
It's not a surprise to Wang Ding that a Frenchman can speak Chinese, because if he hadn't been able to speak Chinese, how would he have been able to date a Chinese woman and have such a beautiful daughter with her.
"Hello."
"Dad, this is the Wang Ding I told you. Wang Ding, this is my father, Sean James."
Wang Ding knew that the characteristic of French names is that the first name comes first and the surname comes last, so Sally's surname is James.
Sean James hugged Wang Ding politely, and then took Wang Ding into the villa. Not to mention that Sally's house is really big. The living room is as big as the three living rooms in his house in Gancheng.
, and passing through the living room to Sean's study, the area of this study is also larger than his own living room.
"sit,"
"Aissawa, bring the guest a cup of coffee."
Sean shouted outside. Wang Ding didn't understand what the French meant, so he sat on the sofa respectfully.
"Wang Ding, it's a bit unfamiliar when you first come to our house. You'll get familiar with it if you come here often. I heard from Sally that you are very knowledgeable about cultural relics and antiques, and you won the championship in your country's treasure appraisal competition?"
"Oh, yes, but it's just a superficial understanding. I can't say how powerful it is." Wang Ding said modestly.
"Hey, how can I say that I only have a superficial understanding of it? I have already obtained the Old Testament of our Western countries. This ability is not something that ordinary people can have."
Sean James got to the topic very quickly, and Wang Ding was not disgusted by the direct way Westerners spoke, "That Old Testament must be related to me. It's a pity that I don't know much about the Bible. I know you are like this."
As a believer in this aspect, I may still want to learn from you about the Bible.”
"It's okay if you want to study the Bible with me. But now I have a grudging request. Since you don't know much about the Bible, can you transfer this Bible to me? Of course I will offer you an ideal price."
When Sean James talked about money, Wang Ding no longer had to be secretive. He took a strong sip of the coffee handed over by Aishawa. Wang Ding said straight to the point, "Uncle Sean, it's like this. Sally called
I made it clear before I came here that I am not short of money, so it is almost impossible to buy this Old Testament with money.
, the reason why I came here is that I heard that you have treasures of our China in your hands. If the treasures are exactly what I want, I can exchange them with you. Apart from this method, I think I
I really have no intention of selling the Old Testament. Then, you and I can only chat over coffee."
"Okay, it's refreshing and direct enough. I always thought that you Chinese people talk in confusion and circuits, but I like your directness. Yes, I do have the treasure of your country in my hands. Why don't you talk to me?
Shall I go to my collection room and take a look?" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!
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