In the dim hotel room, there was an indescribable atmosphere. The woman in a suspender skirt was lying slightly, struggling uneasily...
"Hot..." The woman's cheeks were tinged with a blush, and her messy black hair was even more charming. Her eyebrows were slightly twisted, her beautiful eyes were a little blurred, and her seductive peach lips were lightly pursed.
It was standing, making annoying noises from time to time.
Her name was Mu Xiaoxiao, and she had just been celebrating her birthday in the restaurant, but she fainted after just a few sips of tea. She opened her eyes and was already lying on the bed. She felt soft and numb, and her heart was itchy. It was so uncomfortable.
'Click' The door opened, followed by the sound of footsteps. Someone came in! An ominous premonition surged in Mu Xiaoxiao's heart: "Who?!"
The person who came in did not answer.
As the footsteps approached, her heart beat faster, but she didn't even have the strength to get up.
When the person came closer and closer, she could already vaguely see a figure. Although she couldn't see the appearance clearly, it was obvious that it was a man. "Who...are you?"
The man suddenly leaned over and grabbed Xiaoxiao's chin: "As a woman, you are worthy of asking me who I am?" Even if she couldn't see clearly, she could feel the coldness in the man's eyes.
Xian?! What's going on?! Xiaoxiao was confused all of a sudden. The only thing that was clear was that someone should have put something in her tea when they were in the restaurant just now. "Sir... you may... have made a mistake. I
I am not dedicated to you... woman." Because of her physical discomfort, she stammered when speaking.
"Oh, do all those in your profession like this kind of trick?"
The man's cold voice was a bit harsh. What does "working in your profession" mean? Did he regard her as that kind of woman? Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, and her voice became tougher: "I'll say it again! I'm not
What a dedicated woman!"
"Huh?" The man didn't seem to be angry because of Xiaoxiao's dissatisfaction. Instead, he sat leisurely on the edge of the bed: "Woman, if you are playing hard to get, then I tell you, you succeeded!"
What...what do you mean? "Hey, what are you doing?!" Before I could think about it, the man had already leaned over...
A sense of crisis suddenly surged through her body. She used all her strength to raise her small fist, but it softened before it could hit the man.
"Woman, you should feel extremely honored that I didn't ask you to get up and serve me." He took his time and unbuttoned his clothes one by one.
She clearly felt that the situation was getting out of control. What should she do? She was not really going to fall here. Resistance? But now she didn’t even have the strength to raise her fist, "Man, stop here...if you don’t stop,
If you do, I...will make you...suffer a bad death..."
"Oh, woman, before you make me die a miserable death, I will let you experience what it means to live in a drunken life and dream of death." Leng Mei's voice just fell, her thin lips were wanton, full of desire, and she wanted to conquer this woman forcefully.