Zhao Gangjun looked at Cao Baishuang silently, and he finally saw something.
Perhaps in Cao Baishuang's eyes, he has always been the devil in the world who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun. Indeed, if he had been before, he really did not have the ability to lead the Zhao family to move forward. Even if the Zhao family was in his hands,
It will inevitably decline in the end, but as time goes by, I am no longer the same person I used to be. I dare not say what kind of glory I can lead the Zhao family to, but isn't everything going in the right direction now?
Zhao Gangjun really wanted to tell Cao Baishuang that he was no longer the same person as before, but there were some words that he didn't want to say out loud.
Cao Baishuang looked lonely.
I don't know how long it took, but Cao Baishuang's expression slowly became dull.
She looked at Zhao Gangjun and said, "If you don't want the Zhao family to fall in the end, your death is the best outcome."
Zhao Gangjun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "So you always wanted me to die?"
Cao Baishuang did not answer, but lowered his head and looked at his toes.
Those white jade-like toes are very comfortable stepping on the carpet woven from pure wool.
"Do you still want me to die now?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
Cao Baishuang did not answer.
"If I die, who will inherit the Zhao family?" Zhao Gangjun asked again.
At this time, Cao Baishuang raised her head and said, "It's okay, sir."
"My Father?"
Zhao Gangrong raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems like you have a deep affection for my dad."
"I am the most powerful man in the world."
Cao Baishuang said, "Only he can truly lead the Zhao family to the future, but you can't."
"Why not?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"Because you are not the master."
"That's a fucking answer."
Zhao Gangjun walked to Cao Baishuang.
Cao Baishuang is very tall, almost as tall as Zhao Gangjun.
Zhao Gangjun raised his hand, gently pinched Cao Baishuang's chin, and then raised it slightly.
"Do you think that in this world, my father is the only man who is a man, and everyone else is not?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"If we have to count, the old man should also be counted." Cao Baishuang said.
"My grandfather?"
Zhao Gangjun smiled, and suddenly stretched out a hand, directly around Cao Baishuang's waist, and placed it on Cao Baishuang's plump buttocks, and then said, "Do you want me to prove to you that I am also a man?"
Cao Baishuang said expressionlessly, "I really want to see it."
Zhao Gangjun's palm forcefully grasped most of Cao Baishuang's buttocks.
The virgin land that has never been touched by anyone is so plump, round, straight and elastic.
This is the most elastic buttock that Zhao Gangjun has ever touched.
It's neither thin nor fat, everything is so slim and just right.
Zhao Gangjun's hands began to knead slowly.
It's like a balloon being caught in someone's hand.
Cao Baishuang just stood there, neither resisting nor obeying. She even did not look at Zhao Gangjun.
She looked out the window at the rising sun and didn't know what she was thinking.
Zhao Gangjun was not a very impatient person, and he did this just to scare Cao Baishuang, but he did not expect that Cao Baishuang would not be moved at all.
Zhao Gangjun's hand slowed down.
He looked at Cao Baishuang and wanted to say something, but he didn't expect Cao Baishuang to speak first, "That's it?"
This sentence is like throwing a match into a powder keg.
Zhao Gangjun's fire broke out in an instant.
Zhao Gangjun didn't yell, nor did he slap Cao Baishuang. He just lifted up Cao Baishuang's nightgown with his hand, and then put his hand under Cao Baishuang's skirt.
There is no foreplay.
Zhao Gangjun's fingers passed through the deep ravine formed by the two plump buttocks and went straight to Huanglong.
Cao Baishuang frowned slightly.
Zhao Gangjun's movements were very rough. Her body had no adaptation stage at all. Zhao Gangjun's fingers had already penetrated under her body and stopped after approaching the thin barrier.
"Do you believe I can break it?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
Cao Baishuang looked away from the window, looked at Zhao Gangjun, and said slowly, "Xin."
Zhao Gangrong narrowed his eyes and said, "Aren't you afraid?"
"Your question is very childish." Cao Baishuang shook his head, his face full of disappointment.
"Oh my god."
Zhao Gang was heartbroken, retracted his hand, and then leaned over to hug Cao Baishuang.
Cao Baishuang was like a corpse, with her limbs hanging naturally.
Zhao Gangjun kicked open the ajar door of the room, carried Cao Baishuang in, and walked to the bed. Regardless of whether Cao Baishuang was still injured, Zhao Gangjun threw Cao Baishuang onto the bed.
boom.
Cao Baishuang was lying face up on the bed. Zhao Gangjun rushed forward and tore Cao Baishuang's silk pajamas open.
Cao Baishuang's chest was wrapped with a layer of bandage. The bandage was in the shape of an
Just like the bondage in Japanese S.M.
The two chests were tightly wrapped by the X-shaped bandage, and then stood upright in front of Zhao Gangjun.
Zhao Gangjun grabbed it with his hand and kneaded it wantonly.
Cao Baishuang just looked at the ceiling.
There was even a sarcastic smile on her lips.
Zhao Gangjun's fingers were very nimble, and within a short while, the red grapes on Cao Baishuang's chest were holding their heads high unyieldingly.
No matter how amazing a character she is, no matter how fearless she is from pain, or how she can look down upon death, no one can remain indifferent in the face of the most primitive stimulation of human beings.
Even if she is Cao Baishuang.
Zhao Gangjun leaned down, opened his mouth, and swallowed the grape into his mouth. He was like an unweaned baby, sucking wildly and wantonly.
The skin on Cao Baishuang's body slowly turned red. Her palms opened slightly and she grabbed the sheets beside the bed.
Zhao Gangjun slowly touched one of his hands from Cao Baishuang's waist to his body.
Then, Zhao Gangrong raised his hand and placed it in front of Cao Baishuang.
I saw a trace of crystal clear mucus sticking between Zhao Gangjun's two fingers.
There is a lot of mucus and it is very sticky.
Zhao Gangjun's two fingers were slightly spread apart, and the mucus slowly slid down his fingers.
Cao Baishuang finally looked at Zhao Gangjun's fingers.
After a long time, a smile suddenly appeared on Cao Baishuang's face.
Zhao Gangjun didn't know what this smile meant, but when he saw this smile, Zhao Gangjun only felt a chill in his heart.
The kind that is heart-warming.
It can't be that... there's something wrong, right?