A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

"Mr. Lu, you're kidding me. Of course, it's the lady that Mr. Zhou brought personally."

What, Mr. Lu doesn’t know?

"Mr. Zhou has no woman." Lu Zeng said firmly.

"Mr. Zhou didn't... That's not right, Mr. Lu. When you and Mr. Zhou came to our Chen Palace, didn't you bring a young lady with you? You also invited a group of people to accompany the young lady to play on the first floor..."

Is there something wrong?

Lu Zeng got angry for a moment, it turned out to be a trick set by Young Master Qian!

The woman Mr. Zhou wants must be clean. How can any woman be forced upon Mr. Zhou?

"Bullshit!"

Lu Zeng immediately yelled angrily, hung up the phone, and drove to the hotel.

Over there, Zhuang Zhoucheng strode into the Qingcheng Hotel with Huo Yan in his arms. The guard at the door was about to stop them, but when he saw it was Mr. Zhou, he immediately stepped back and bowed to invite the person in.

Zhuang Zhoucheng carried the person upstairs, inserted the door card, kicked open the door and strode towards the bathroom.

From the moment Zhuang Zhoucheng got off the car, his face was as tense as a zombie's, gloomy and terrifying.

The woman in my arms kept humming softly, but she became much calmer after vomiting, probably because her stomach felt better.

But the pain in his body still existed, so even though he lost consciousness, his eyebrows were still tangled together.

Zhuang Zhoucheng put the woman into the bathtub and rinsed Huo Yan's body with the shower head in a few strokes. He seemed to dislike the smell on her body, so he squeezed out a handful of shower gel and rubbed it on her body.

This is the first time I have served a woman like this.

The water in the bathtub was getting more and more. Huo Yan felt it, and the swaying water surface gently teased her sensitive skin. Huo Yan immediately screamed:

"Help, help... I'm dying, someone's drowning..."

He flapped his hands in the water and raised his legs to climb out.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face was tense and he was a little impatient. He pushed the person in.

"be honest!"

"Help, no water... Help..."

Huo Yan was sitting in the bathtub and shouting, purely at the top of her lungs. I don't know if she was intentionally trying to rape this gentleman's ears.

Zhuang Zhoucheng immediately frowned, and stood in front of the bathtub with his tall body. A cold air surrounded him, and his dark eyes stared at the woman who had no image at all, and his nose was spitting fire.

At that moment, he really had the urge to let go, and he paused, but his feet did not move at all.

Well, it's already like this...

He sighed secretly. There were so many drunk women in front of him, but she was the only one who was really drunk.

What kind of woman did Qian Ziang find? Is he sure that such a woman can help him achieve his goal?

How can you "negotiate" when you're this drunk?

He pulled out a clean towel and stuffed it directly into Huo Yan's mouth. He clasped her shaking shoulders with one hand and said angrily:

“You’re noisy!”

He rubbed a handful of foam all over Huo Yan's body, and the smooth skin under his palm stimulated the man's nerves all the time. Tan's eyes, which had just calmed down, gradually turned dark red, and in the end his mind was no longer pure.

He rubbed Huo Yan in a few strokes, lifted her out of the water, wrapped a bath towel around her, wiped her casually, and carried her out.

Just as Zhuang Zhoucheng threw the woman onto the bed, Lu Zeng rushed in with his men. He shouted urgently in the living room of the suite:

"Master, I have brought the person you wanted..."

"Get out!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's angry voice came from the house, obviously annoyed at being disturbed.