Contemporary Romance>Don't Rush Me, Mr. CEO!>Chapter 6 Escape
Chapter 6 Escape
Permit kept saying, "Come here ... you come, I think ..."
"What do you think?"
Huo Zhuan's voice became colder as he shook his head heavy with drunkenness.
Licensing became more and more irritable, and the original fears disappeared with the disappearance of the mind. Only how did the duck feel so embarrassed, do you still want to take care of the gold master?
Her body was about to explode, but she was uncomfortable, but she couldn't bear the brute force of men.
When Huo Zhun was about to get up and turn on the lights, he just felt that a soft little body had hit him.
Taking a breath of air, Huo Zhun's brain, which always runs at a high speed, was down for a moment.
Calm down, he wants to push the woman down.
However, he really underestimated how this woman went crazy.
In the dark, by the most primitive instinct, he could seal the thin lips of the man and kiss him jerkyly.
No way, she really doesn't.
Shen Dongyang is her first love, and the most excessive thing they have ever done is holding hands and hugging.
Huo Zhun pushed openly the woman like a dogskin plaster, her voice was hoarse, "Say, how did you get in?"
In the past, many people gave him various women in order to cooperate, but after being severely rejected by him, there were no more.
Huo Zhun could not think of who actually ate leopard gall?
Where can I still listen to the permission, and the dissatisfaction was pushed away by the man, and I mumbled my mouth again.
Every move allowed him to challenge his limits.
Coupled with drunkenness, it is a miracle that he can bear it till now.
Huo Zhun was indifferent, and permission had already dumped him firmly on the soft big bed.
With a snap, Huo Zhuan heard the string that had been tight, and broke it ...
A sharp turn pressed the permit under him, Huo Zhun's complex gritted teeth, "You asked for it!"
......
Around three o'clock in the morning, permission was awoken, and the whole body fell apart, and the whole person was confused.
It's early in summer, and now the sky is white, and the light in the room seems to turn on the night light.
Turned over, permission found that there was a man lying beside him, his eyes were enlarged, and there was no drowsiness in an instant!
Sitting up suddenly ...
"hiss......"
The action was too violent, and I was allowed to take a sip of air, and the painful fangs grinned.
The pain was sober, the memories of yesterday came up in the mind of permission one by one ... she, actually, ran, looking, duck, son, and so on!
After half a minute of petrification, Permit could no longer take into account the painful reorganization of her bones, and had no time to regret and mourn her lost chastity. With fragmented memories, she crept to the bathroom to find clothes.
When she got dressed and found out that the 'Duck King' on the bed had not yet woken up, she was relieved.
Afraid of waking up and not seeing each other, permits did not care to take a closer look at the appearance of this 'Duck King', intending to slip away.
When I came to the door, I remembered that I hadn't paid any money, but walked back helplessly.
Tossing and flipping, the permission is almost enough to flip over their underwear, and there are only two hundred and five in total in the whole body!
Isn't this Duck King's service fee so cheap?
Thinking of this, permission was ashamed, and I even felt that I had to run away!
Although she has to admit that the unscrupulous clients are really worthless, it is simply the biggest insult to the 'workers'!
But didn't she stay dead? In case she was asked to stay here to pay for the money with meat ...
Just thinking about it, the permission is already cold, and the legs are trembling even more.
Lisuo was asked to write a piece of paper and pen to write a note, and the handwriting on the note was slick: the technology is extraordinary, and the hard work is here.
Licensing has no face to think about why the skilled people have given people such a bit of hard work, and put the note with two hundred and fifty on the bedside gently, holding on to the weak legs and guilty.