The steamed buns for breakfast were bought outside by the team on a business trip. Only the rice porridge on the table was cooked by a female colleague in the kitchen.
Everyone agrees that the rice porridge sold outside is not soft and sticky enough.
The boss's two children ate steamed buns sold in the countryside for the first time, and they each ate two and were still not full.
Ruanruan stuffed the bun skin into her small mouth, blinked her big dark eyes at Uncle Dong Zijun, and said vaguely that she wanted to eat more.
"Eat slowly, Uncle Dong will buy it." Dong Zijun touched the little soft head.
When he got up and went out to buy steamed buns, he also said to other colleagues working in the same company: "You guys also eat slowly, and I'll buy them later."
There were indeed not enough buns on the table, so the boss and his children suddenly came over and divided the breakfast of the employees below.
At this time, the morning in the small town gradually became no longer quiet, and the sounds of selling various breakfasts were endless.
Dong Zijun stood in front of a breakfast stall and bought fifteen large steamed buns stuffed with chicken sauce. Just when he took out his wallet to pay, he saw an elegant woman in her thirties wearing a skirt.
, entered the yard.
"One yuan and eight each, fifteen pieces for a total of twenty-seven yuan." The breakfast shop owner finished counting the money and handed the packed buns to Dong Zijun.
Dong Zijun paid the money quickly, took the buns, and said politely: "Thank you."
When Dong Zijun returned to the courtyard, he saw the woman in her thirties standing in front of the breakfast table and asked in a gentle voice: "Excuse me, is there a person named Ruan Bai here?"
Everyone at the table who was having breakfast looked at this aura-filled woman who suddenly walked in. While they wanted to speak, everyone instinctively looked at Dong Zijun.
The boss seems to be upstairs and not here, so the person who has the most final say here is none other than Dong Zijun.
One level suppresses the other, and the subordinates instinctively look to the superiors.
The woman in her thirties was carrying a limited edition Hermès handbag. Her skin was so white that it could be broken by a blow. She followed everyone's gaze and looked behind her.
Turning around, he saw Dong Zijun standing behind him.
Dong Zijun is a man in his thirties and almost forty. After years of precipitation, his face has an unusual calmness. He asked: "Who are you?"
"Hello, my name is Ruan Manwei. I am Ruan Bai's aunt. I heard from the neighbors that they saw Xiaobai here." Ruan Manwei introduced himself and explained his purpose.
Dong Zijun glanced at Ruan Manwei, and then handed the buns he bought to Zhang Chao, who came over to pick them up.
Then, Dong Zijun said to Ruan Manwei: "Ruan Bai is upstairs and he hasn't come down yet. How about you sit down for a while?"
"Is it okay if I go up to find her?" Ruan Manwei eagerly wanted to see her niece, who she hadn't seen for many years.
Dong Zijun said in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Miss Ruan, our boss is up there and may have important things to discuss with Ruan Bai."
Ruan Man slightly nodded in understanding.
Dong Zijun brought a chair over and asked Ruan Manwei to sit down and wait. He also asked her if she had eaten breakfast. If she didn't, if she didn't dislike it, she would come with her.
Ruan Manwei politely refused, saying that he had already eaten.
On the second floor, a man with unsatisfied desire pressed a woman who was already exhausted on the bed. In the small room of about 20 square meters, the temperature rose sharply...
Ruan Bai was already covered in sweat from being tortured, and his fair skin glowed with a warm and full luster in the sun.
She clearly saw that her legs had been bent into a difficult shape by the man.
Faced with his endless desire to vent, Ruan Bai collapsed and cried out: "Stop... please... um... please... ah... ah um..."
The already mature body was opened by the man, Ruan Bai opened his mouth slightly, and almost fainted from the collision.
But she also admitted that after several events last night, she now couldn't stand the man's suppressing power, but at the same time she wanted to be filled up by him...
As the primitive sounds continued to sound in the room, Ruan Bai felt that the sheets under him were stained.
It was quite dirty.
The wet feeling sticks to the skin, which is very uncomfortable.
The sound of breakfast hawking on the street outside was almost gone because it was already past breakfast time, and the sounds of people talking in the yard downstairs gradually reached my ears.
After Ruan Bai was tortured from the front, he was pressed down by the man from behind. The poor-quality floor even creaked with the man's rhythm.
"Uh...ah..." Ruan Bai bit the pillow, not daring to cry out.
The snow-white body and the twisted and wrinkled sheets underneath her body rubbed back and forth. In the end, she was almost sobbing and climbed to the top with the man, and then gradually calmed down...
The sun was shining directly into the room, and Ruan Bai was about to lose consciousness and fell asleep holding the quilt.
But when the man withdrew from her body and stood up, she saw it.
The thick eyelashes trembled. Ruan Bai felt his mouth was dry and his body couldn't lift any strength.
With her eyes unable to open due to sleepiness and fatigue, she could vaguely see the mess, clothes, and things all over the floor...
From the bathroom to the living room, the two knocked over the suitcase and made a lot of noise. Then they overlapped and came to the bed, making the floor loose...
Just thinking about this makes Ruan Bai breathless.
Mu Shaoling came over early in the morning and went upstairs under the watchful eyes of the employees below. He didn't know if anyone outside heard the noise he made.
I hope not.
Prayers not heard.
Everywhere in the narrow room was filled with the aura of lust.
Just when Ruan Bai was drowsy, a man who had resumed his suit and leather shoes came over.
Except for the exquisite facial features that were infected by lust and became more three-dimensional and seductive, Mu Shaoling's entire body showed no sign of having had intense intercourse with a woman before.
Ruan Bai saw that his big hand was holding a white towel, which was warm.
The man's warm and hoarse voice immediately touched her cheek and poured into her ears: "Should you get up and take a shower, or should I help you?"
Such shame made Ruan Bai suffocate in the quilt and didn't want to get out.
There is ambiguity in every inch of the air.
Seeing that she was sulking and unable to come out, Mu Shaoling silently tried to take away the quilt from her body. He used the white towel in his hand to wipe her body carefully, carefully, for fear of scratching it. , or rub red.
"I can just do it myself." Ruan Bai was startled, and a force from nowhere made her sit up directly holding the quilt.
Mu Shaoling held a sterilized warm white towel, slapped his big and sharp hands, and held the edge of the bed with his condescending hands. He looked at the woman who was sitting on the bed and regained her coquettish posture with deep eyes. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He immediately hit the person and hugged him up.
"What are you doing? No more!" Ruan Bai was held in the man's arms in fear. Now she looked at his sharp appearance and felt scared.
