After returning to the manor, Hoshino Huang walked into the living room with a gloomy face, only to see a woman who looked very much like her, kneeling in front of the table, quietly pouring tea.
Different from Shaori, that woman has long golden hair and a pair of blue eyes.
"What are you doing here?" Huang was in a bad mood, his face was smelly, and his voice was as cold as ice.
Mechelle turned her head, with a charming smile on her face and a brisk voice: "I'm here to drink tea with you, Mr. Hoshino."
She was afraid of him and did not dare to call him by his name.
Huang sat down opposite her, picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and then frowned.
"Your tea skills are terrible."
"You can learn and improve if you are bad, but if you are rejected by your lover, you may not have the chance."
"What did you say?" Huang said angrily.
Mechelle shrugged: "Am I right?"
Huang snorted coldly, stretched out his long arms, and suddenly grabbed mechelle's throat. His voice was like the ghost from hell: "I don't like your face very much."
The color on Mechelle's face gradually faded, and she smiled miserably: "You are not the first to say this."
Huang narrowed his eyes and gradually increased the strength in his hands.
Mechelle's breathing became difficult. She opened her mouth and made a high-pitched voice: "What a cruel man. Looking at this face, you can even kill him."
His dark eyes were as dark as black holes. Huang snorted coldly and with a swing of his hand, he threw mechelle's body directly to the sofa and bumped into it.
Mechelle screamed in pain, stood up with bared teeth, walked towards Huang again, and said with a smile: "You really can't do it, otherwise, you wouldn't have thrown me on the soft sofa, but on the hard wall.
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"Do you know that you are disgusting?" Huang turned his head away, not looking at her face.
"I know, of course I know, I know better than anyone else what a dirty woman I am."
With that said, Mechelle slowly unbuttoned her coat and took it off one by one in front of Huang.
"But I am so dirty, I am willing to be so dirty, I am so depraved, and I am willing to keep degenerating."
In the end, she took off her clothes completely, like a peeled egg, with her pair of breasts dangling, rubbing against his side.
She stretched out her arms, hugged him from behind, and rubbed him tightly with the pile of soft flesh on her chest.
Mechelle stuck out her head, attached it to Huang's ear, breathed softly, and said seductively in an extremely ambiguous and coquettish voice: "Do you want me, Mr. Hoshino? I am exactly the same as Saori."
face."
"roll."
Mechelle felt the man's majestic body in her arms tremble violently, and instantly stiffened. The corner of her lips raised a proud smile, and she dared to put her hand into his white shirt, groping randomly.
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"It doesn't matter, I don't mind. You can think of me as Saori. Look at my face, it looks exactly like hers. You can fuck me. What you fuck is not me, but her..."
"Get out!" Huang shouted sharply, raised his right arm, and directly elbowed the shameless woman's lower abdomen.
Mechelle screamed and took several steps back, staring at Huang's back with a pair of green eyes.
She bit her lower lip tightly, clutched her painful abdomen, and curled up into a ball.
"If it weren't for the fact that you are still valuable, I would have killed you long ago."