Just listen to the man say: "Watch how I deal with you tonight."
The woman sneered: "We'll see. If you can, don't beg for mercy."
Man: "Please forgive me, who called me little daddy last time?"
Woman: "Oh, let me call you little brother tonight?"
"Are you young?" The man's expression was obviously cold, but he was also as arrogant as hell.
The waiter... blushed, these were all nonsense, but he wanted to verify his words, so he couldn't help but glance at the man's crotch.
There is a group of people in the world who are obviously talking about the most obscene things, but they are as calm as if they are discussing what to eat for a while.
We didn't order a few dishes, but we ordered a lot of wine. Zhao Tingxing specially ordered the wine. He felt that when in bed, a woman should be softer to be more energetic, so he wanted her to drink more wine so that she wouldn't look like a strong woman all day long.
, it’s boring to look at.
As a result, a woman who never drank alcohol before is now a woman who can never get drunk even after a thousand drinks.
After drinking one glass after another, except for a trace of blush on her cheeks, her face remained unchanged. When Zhao Tingxing looked at her, she was no longer the same as before. She was wearing a sexy suspender dress, and her gestures had the unique charm of a mature woman.
The makeup is also exquisite down to every eyelash, and there is no rustic look from a small place on her body, not at all.
After Han Li poured herself another glass of wine, she also poured one for Zhao Tingxing. She turned the glass, clinked it with him, and drank it all in one gulp.
"You want to stump me with this little drink? You underestimate me too much."
"I have been working alone as a woman all these years. Do you still think I got married by sleeping with men?"
She shook her head and asked herself: "No, it all came from drinking one glass of wine after another. However, I regret it now."
"I regret that I didn't sleep with men, and I regret that I didn't sleep with more men. That would have been much easier."
Zhao Tingxing: "You should really regret it. You wasted your youth in vain. Now that you are old and yellow, no one will pay for it if you want to rely on your beauty."
Han Li suddenly raised her eyes to look at him. While looking at him, she raised the wine glass in her hand and wanted to throw it at him, but her wrist was grabbed by Zhao Tingxing, with a sinister look in her eyes: "The path you choose, you have to kneel down.
Walk."
He has no sympathy, let alone pity and pity. He has come from hard times. Who wants to be a master? Who hasn't gotten there by licking blood with the tip of a knife?
Han Li let go of his hand and the wine glass fell down. The half glass of red wine was poured on the table, instantly dyeing the white tablecloth red. He stopped continuing the topic and raised his eyebrows and asked him: "Are you leaving? 2203."
It's a style, an invitation, without any trace of struggle.
Both of them drank a lot of wine. Although they were not drunk, they were both more or less under the influence of alcohol, so he was particularly indulgent and even she was extra indulgent.
Zhao Tingxing has never seen such a crazy woman, even crazier than him. How come he didn't notice it at all before?
He seemed to know what she meant when she said don't beg for mercy if you have the ability.
This is to squeeze out every bit of him, every drop.
Damn it, he cursed while working hard, women became cruel, much more cruel than men.
He felt that after this night, he would have to walk around women for at least a month and would be afraid of smelling women.
In the past, in the hotel, he would pull up his pants and leave after doing it, but tonight, he really couldn't walk. For the last time, the crazy woman lay down tiredly, and he lay down tiredly too, and fell asleep.
The only mistake I made was that I slept too deeply. When I woke up the next morning, I saw five stacks of RMB on the bedside table with a note next to it: Take it to buy some supplements.
Did she...her mother leave him prostitution money? One pile at a time?