smoke like fire

The night was getting darker, but the atmosphere was still lively. A group of people gathered in the living room again, and everyone was drinking.

Several ladies and ladies sat around on the sofa and talked about some fashionable things.

The men couldn't get into those celebrity movies, clothes and hairstyles, and they could still recognize a few famous brands, so they simply opened the topic and talked about baseball and golf.

Ms. Zhao is in these two circles, perfect.Ye Wenli focused on taking care of her alone, serving wine and shawls for a while.

There is a set of high-end stereos in the living room. I don’t know who pressed the play button, and the music is melodious. It is a slow English song, Make It Real by TheJets.

Ms. Zhao laughed, and pulled the people around her to dance slowly.It wasn't Ye Wenli, he had wine in both hands, so he didn't have time for romance.

Ye Wenli was a personable person, smiling at Miss Zhao happy.

I wanted to smoke, so I went outside in the little garden.

The villa is located halfway up the mountain, and the stars can be seen far below, which is the bustling night view of Taipei.

It's a pity that both sides of the mountain road are full of cars, which spoil the scenery.

There are cars coming and going outside from time to time, and there is a row of houses that are exactly the same as here.

I smoked two cigarettes, and people came out one after another, saying goodbye to me and leaving.

I waited until the cars had almost left before I entered the living room again.

The music was still playing, but another song was played. Ms. Zhao was sitting on the sofa, and Ye Wenli was with her. The two were very close, as if they were whispering.

At this time, the guests who were about to leave came up to say goodbye, but their seats did not move.

I called sister Xia to come out and clean up, and help send the rest of my friends out.

When the last friend's car drove away, I was about to go back to the house when I saw a car coming up and thought I would continue to drive up, but it stopped at the gate.

I am no stranger to that car.

A black Bentley, a new Mercedes-Benz V8, is the car that Zhao Kuanyi is driving recently.

It's rare.I suddenly wanted to smoke another cigarette.

It was indeed Zhao Kuanyi who got out of the car, with his hair combed back, wearing a long coat and a well-fitting suit underneath.He carried a paper bag in his hand.

I wave to him.

Zhao Kuanyi nodded, indicating that he saw me.Without stopping, he walked through the small garden and into the house.

I put my hands in my trouser pockets.

After waiting for a while, someone came from the house.Ye Wenli's suit was still neat and tidy.He saw me with a smile on his face.

"I thought whose car you took and left first."

"I thought so, but I didn't tell you, it seems impolite." I said.

Ye Wenli took out the car keys, "Oh, so together?"

I smiled.

In the mountains at night, it was unbelievably quiet.

The street lights were dim, shining on the untraveled mountain road.

Ye Wenli parked his Toyota in the second parking lot of Yangmingshan.He lowered the chair seat, opened his trouser chains, and took out the things that had been raised high.

I moved a bit.

At times like this, the gear lever gets in the way.

I lowered my face, held his dick with one hand, and stuck out my tongue to lick down from the crown, the strong hormonal smell lingered in my mouth and nose.

Ye Wenli sighed, he straightened his crotch, and I opened my mouth to hold it.The thing went straight down my throat and made me very uncomfortable.

I had to lick harder, and my hands were not idle.

His breath gradually deepened, and he let out a low moan.

After a long time, I felt the thing in my mouth vibrate slightly, and I spit it out. I slid my thumb over the top, and the sticky body fluid immediately covered my hands.

Ye Wenli panted heavily.

I also took a breath, sat back, and saw his tired face.

"That's not enough?" I laughed, and took out a wet tissue to wipe my hands.

"It's you who can't do it, right? Let me out in such a hurry."

Ye Wenli glanced over, grabbed the wet tissue in my hand with one hand, and wiped my lower body.He put on his pants, leaned back on the driver's seat, and started the car in no hurry.

I rummaged around the co-pilot and found a bottle of water, which hadn't expired.I opened my mouth to rinse, then opened the car door and spit out the water.

Ye Wenli silently watched me do all this.

I felt my mouth was clean, so I closed the door and drank the remaining water in the bottle.

Ye Wenli started the car and suddenly said, "Is he Claire's son?"

"What? Who?" I was stunned, and it took me a while to remember that Claire is Ms. Zhao's English name.I can't blame me for forgetting, I haven't called her like that for a long time.

Her English name will only appear in the mouths of certain people at certain times.

For example, Ye Wenli at the moment.

"I've seen him before, on the board of Liantian Group. I didn't expect him to be Claire's son." Ye Wenli said, his tone seemed lost.

I glanced at him and smiled, "So what? You don't dare to be friends with Claire because of that?"

Ye Wenli also laughed and drove the car out.

He replied: "There is nothing to be afraid of. Why should a son stop his mother from making friends?"