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2379 clean yourself

As night falls, Tokyo's neon lights shine, and the prosperous metropolis is like a beauties wearing heavy makeup letting out their charm and posing.

At around nine o'clock, Ximenlang came out of the bar. Having just drank three bottles of XO, he got into the car and took out the business card in his pocket. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Asano Huiqing, I want to see what you want."

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After dialing the phone number above, he waited patiently. After a while, a whispering voice came, "Hello, who is this?"

"I am Zhang Lang..."

"Ah..." The voice seems to contain endless surprises, and can even be associated with the woman's smile. "It's Teacher Zhang. I've been waiting for your call. Do you have time? Can you come over?"

The more beautiful women weave traps on dates, the harder it is for people to guard against it. Who knows what she is thinking! Doubts arose in Ximen Lang's heart, but he did not refuse. He smiled and said: "Okay, I'll go over now. The name on the business card

You have the address, right?”

"Really, that's great." Asano Huiqing replied excitedly. "Yes, the address is right. Come over quickly. I want to have a few drinks with you."

"Sounds great. Just wait. It'll be there soon."

"Well, I'm going to take a shower first, don't make me wait too long..."

"No way..."

After ending the call, Ximenlang glanced at the business card, memorized the address, and drove to the Dali wilderness to visit the charming and charming woman who would kill for her life. More than 20 minutes later, the car drove into a residential area.

, stopped at the door of an apartment, got out of the car, pushed open the fence door and entered.

The yard was small, neatly tidied, and planted with various plants. The grass was green and the flowers were in full bloom. Ximen Lang walked over, stood at the door, and rang the doorbell.

The sound of footsteps came out, and when the door opened, a white and rosy face was revealed, like a blooming flower. Then, a plump body wearing only a bath towel appeared, and the exposed skin was fresh and moist, as if it were snow.

It was white with a few drops of water hanging on it. It was obvious that this woman had just taken a bath, and the fragrance of the shower gel hit her face.

Asano Huiqing smiled sweetly, "Zhang Jun, you are here, please come in." Before Ximen Lang could agree, she stretched out her beautiful hand and dragged him into the apartment, and the door slammed shut.

Involuntarily, Ximen Lang was dragged into the living room by the woman. He saw that the color in the room was mainly rose red, mixed with dark blue, and the color was extremely strong.

The rose-red sofas, curtains, even coffee tables and low cabinets give people a feeling of passion, while the dark blue carpet makes people feel like they are in the ocean. The warm and cold colors give people different visual impact.

"Sit down." The sweet and waxy voice came out, and Ximen Lang was pushed to sit on the sofa by the woman. In a daze, he felt like he was at the mercy of others like a puppet. His eyes swept around, and finally stopped.

On the face of the woman in front of me, I suddenly realized that those gorgeous colors pale in comparison to hers. This lively and dynamic beauty can attract others' attention more.

Asano Eiqing sat down on the sofa opposite, crossed her legs, revealing her plump legs without hesitation, and asked with a smile: "Zhang Jun, what do you think of my house?"

"It's so good that people can't be quiet." That's right, no matter who it is, even if it's an accomplished monk staying in such an environment, he can't remain calm.

Asano Eiqing chuckled, "You're right, this is the style I want. Life is short, and it's not good if it's too bland. It's just a waste of life. We need passion and an exciting environment."

Ximenlang smiled and said, "Then you did it, I'm very excited now."

Under such colors, there is a peach-like queen in front of you wearing only a bath towel. She is as beautiful as a flower, has a hot body, and is within reach. No man can resist her.

"Really..." Asano Huiqing's charming eyes drifted over and she asked softly, "Then tell me how excited you are? If I do this, will you be more excited?" She put down her hand.

Go, grab the hem of the bath towel with your fingertips as tender as spring bamboo shoots, and gently pull back...

The graceful curves and a large area of ​​light like snow were revealed. Ximen Lang was stunned when he saw it, his blood was boiling, and he had the urge to rush over and push the opponent down.

Realizing that the other party was staring at her with fiery eyes, a proud smile appeared on Mako's face. No man could resist her beauty. Even if the other party was a legendary figure, he could not remain calm and composed.

"Zhang Jun..."

Hearing the woman's soft call, Ximen Langcai woke up from a dream and said out of control, "Ah, what's wrong?"

Asano Huiqing pouted and said angrily: "What are you doing, just looking at people and not saying anything?"

Ximen Lang was a little embarrassed, "Well... you are so beautiful, I was fascinated by it."

Asano Eiqing giggled, her flowers trembling, she said angrily: "As for that, you won't be able to bear it if I expose it more. If I take off the bath towel, you will lose your soul."

"almost."

"You are so interesting, I find... I like you more and more." Asano Huiqing's charming eyes drifted over, "As long as we get along well, I will take off the bath towel as you wish.

…”

"Really? That's great..." Ximen Lang said excitedly, his eyes shining like a bad wolf.

"Of course, I always do what I say. Mr. Zhang, how can you sit empty on such a good night? How about we have a drink?"

Ximen Lang readily agreed, "Okay, that's a good idea."

"Wait a minute, I'll pour the wine..."

Asano Eiqing stood up gracefully, swayed her waist and walked to the kitchen. A moment later, when she came out, she was holding two glasses of red wine in her hand.

The intoxicating aroma of wine permeates the air. Just by the smell, you can tell that this is something special.

Asano Huiqing returned to the sofa, handed over the red wine in his left hand, looked at the opponent lovingly, and whispered: "Zhang Jun, do you like me?"

Ximen Lang took the wine glass and said excitedly, "I like it, I like it very much."

"Really? Actually, I like you too. Otherwise, I wouldn't let you come to my house. You have to know that I have always kept myself clean and never brought a man home. I have made an exception for you."

"Really? I'm honored."

"That's not necessary. Since we are in love, let's have a drink at the bar, and then... I will be yours tonight, do whatever you want..." At the end of the words, Asano Huiqing's voice gradually lowered, and there was a surge of emotion on his face.

A faint blush appeared, making her more beautiful.

Ximen Lang said ecstatically: "Okay... okay... I don't even know what to say. Teacher Qianye, you are so interesting to me."

"There's no need to say anything. Let's have a drink. The friendship between us is all in the wine..."


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