"You can come to me at any time," Zhou said, holding a small huang in his mouth, and walked to a window seat on the left side of the store and sat down. Next to it was a street, a very wide street with traffic lights.
The short fat man was lifted up from the ground by the other four people, but to be precise, he was lifted up. He was motionless and seemed to be out of breath, but Zhou Long didn't do anything.
He just moved it a few times like a cup and turned it around a few times in his mouth, but Zhou Long didn't hold on tightly. It looked heavy on the surface, but in fact it wasn't very powerful.
It's just that he looked very scary. Zhou Long wanted to try his skills, but he didn't want to kill anyone. It would be best to teach him a lesson, so that others would not come.
Zhou Long didn't want to be avenged all day long after causing a human life. These little gangsters are good at breaking off their hands. "Hey, I didn't order this," Zhou Long looked at the red wine on the table.
Zhou Long, who was full of English, couldn't understand it. "Haha, I'll invite you," the male waiter said with a smile on his face, "My sister is shy and I'm sorry to come here."
Just as she was saying "Who said that," Meiya appeared, wearing a white short skirt that reached her knees. She sat generously in front of Zhou Long and opened the red wine with a bottle opener.
"Haha," the waiter smiled and turned around to leave, "Fat guy, your friend didn't come," Meiya said, having already poured the red wine for Zhou Long.
"He went to a very far away place," Zhou Long said, his voice seemed a little cold. Yes, Fatty Huang is the thorn in Zhou Long's heart now. Anyone who mentions it is asking for trouble.
"That's it," Meiya said. It was obvious that the other party didn't seem to be interested in her, but she seemed to be here to express her gratitude.
But she still seemed a bit complaining about Zhou Long's indifference and Meiya, "What your brother said..." Zhou Long was talking when his cell phone rang, "Hello,".
Meiya in front of her had a nervous look on her face. Seeing Zhou Long answer the phone, she looked even more expectant. "I," Pang Huo's voice came over, "Well, those few people are not sent by you. "Zhou Long immediately said what happened just now.
"Do you think I'm such a boring person?" Pang Huo said on the phone. "Then what do you have to say?" Zhou Long said angrily: "I still have to eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Long saw the male waiter continuously serving dishes to his table. The other customers in the store complained, but looked at Zhou Long's closed mouth.
"Put it out quickly, I still have something to do," Zhou Long said impatiently. At this time, Zhou Long looked at Meiya in front of him. It was a pleasant sight. He picked up the red wine with his other hand and drank it towards Meiya. With.
"Let me tell you, do you like drinking," Pang Huo asked, "Yes, you do, both white and leather," Zhou Long opened his mouth and said, "Then you must not drink red, you know," Pang Huo said.
"Why," Zhou Long said, having already swallowed the red wine, "Your body mutation has side effects. As long as you don't mix it with red wine, you'll be fine. If it's not old enough, it won't be a big deal," Pang Huozheng said.
"What are the side effects," Zhou Long asked immediately, "which aspect makes him very impulsive," Pang Huo said slowly on the phone.
"What aspect is that," Zhou Long asked, "What do you think, you are still not a man," Pang Huo said loudly on the phone: "What aspect is a man?".
Bang, shutting the phone, Zhou Long looked at the red wine in front of him and asked: "How old is this?" After saying that, he looked at Meiya, smiled softly, and there was a blush on his face.
Zhou Long suddenly felt that the beauty in front of him was indescribably beautiful, and that little smile was seducing him. Suddenly, Zhou Long felt a huge reaction in his lower body.
"I don't know, it was passed down by an old man in the family. He has never been willing to drink it. It seems he was born in 1982," Meiya said, looking at Zhou Long and said, "What are you doing?".
Zhou Long looked at Meiya in front of him with blurred eyes. Her body had already stood up. The light perfume on Meiya's body was pouring into his head. Zhou Long felt that something in his body had been turned on.
"Where is the toilet," Zhou Long asked, "Behind the service desk," Meiya just finished saying, "Okay," Zhou Long said, standing up suddenly and running towards the back of the service desk quickly.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes later, Zhou Long still didn't come back, and the cell phone Zhou Long placed on the table rang. Looking back, Meiya took her hands and feet over.
He pressed it tentatively, "I said, young man, you can't drink red wine. What do you know about..." Pang Huo's voice came out, and Meiya who was listening was filled with joy. Face flushed.
Turning off her cell phone, Meiya stood up, turned around, and walked towards the kitchen step by step. "Sister, come on," said the busy waiter next to her, raising her thumbs up.
"Okay," Meiya said as she walked past the service counter. There was a constant sound of running water and a constant rubbing sound. She felt very panicked and a little scared.
There was a men's room in front of her. Meiya was a little scared and a little curious. "Hey, are you there?" Meiya said, walking slowly.
There was the sound of flushing just now, but now it's gone, "Hey," Meiya was walking with the door of the men's room open and swinging, "You..." Meiya was about to say.
Um, "Ah,"
Zhou Long, who was full of lust, appeared, and when Meiya was stunned for a brief moment, she was pulled in by Zhou Long, and she was immediately pressed against Zhou Long's strong body.
She didn't know if it was water or something else. Meiya's hands couldn't use the strength, but Zhou Long's eyes were red in front of her. She was hugging herself and tearing off her clothes.
He couldn't resist, and Meiya couldn't resist either. There seemed to be something about Zhou Long that attracted him. His body finally surrendered, and there was nothing else.
His body gradually trembled with the rhythm of Zhou Long's body. At this time, Zhou Long felt that his body was like a gang, no, he felt like he was a sun.
Huge heat energy was constantly erupting. Suddenly, a voice sounded, Zhou Long said, who was he? His brain could no longer think of anything, as soon as the woman approached.
In Zhou Long's eyes, Meiya ran over ambiguously and threw herself into his arms. As soon as their bodies came into contact with Meiya, they hugged each other.
Zhou Long kept holding Meijia in his arms and kissing her passionately. Suddenly, Zhou Long felt that his body was getting hotter and he needed a place to vent, and Meiya in front of him seemed to be that venting point.
Adjusting their postures, the two hugged each other again. Meiya had given up all consciousness. Their bodies were shaking at the same time. It seemed that both of them were dreaming a dream, a common dream. It seemed that both of them had reached a dream. world,
