beautiful waste

The room was filled with smoke, and these senior officials calmly talked about the current situation and politics, as if no one felt how shameful it was for a naked male mistress to kneel there.

Chen Huaisheng also didn't feel it, and even enjoyed this condescending feeling of looking down.

Lu Xueyu lowered her eyelashes and knelt there calmly.After an unknown amount of time, Chen Huaisheng wanted to touch him and pulled him into his arms.The palm touched his hand over and over again, letting his ecstasy and warm body stick close to her side as if away from her.

This kind of contact was kind on the surface, but the undulating contours from the waist to the butt gave him a magical touch.

Lu Xueyu also sat there quietly, the intoxicating smell of smoke, spirits, beauty's fragrance, and desire for power filled the man's brain, turning this room into a carefree magic den.

Of course Yan Yiwei is also here.But compared to the carelessness of these old men, he just stared at Lu Xueyu viciously, and his expression became deeper and more dangerous, like a knife about to be drawn out of its sheath, and the knife was stabbed there with a stern light.

The longer the time, the more sad that abrupt figure became.

Lu Xueyu didn't look at him from the beginning to the end, as if she didn't know him anymore.

The room was full of people, just him and him.

Across the power gap and the din of human voices, he and he were separated, their identities were exchanged, and he became someone else's person.

A strong smell of blood suddenly filled Yan Yiwei's lips and teeth.Connecting to his heart, he stabbed the knife hard into his heart.

His complexion was pale and his expression was stern. Even though he stood here out of place, he still looked at Lu Xueyu motionlessly.

Fortunately, he just stared and didn't move.

Because the plainclothes bodyguards behind the curtains with hidden weapons in their pockets would probably be able to finish him off.

After a long time, Yan Yiwei pulled his gaze away from Lu Xueyu, and said to Chen Huaisheng with blood in his eyes, "Father, it's nothing, I'll go out first."

Chen Huaisheng ignored him, he was talking to Lu Xueyu with his head tilted slightly.Lu Xueyu's face was right in front of him, and she could see the tiny fluff, her white and translucent skin, with a youthful radiance.He really loves to watch, and can't help but pull him closer.Lu Xueyu let him pull her indifferently.

This is what Yan Yiwei saw when he walked out.

He turned and went out, closed the door, and blinked.

Inexplicably, there was a feeling of suffocation and nausea from the heart when I returned to the warehouse when I was a teenager.

This feeling of disgust caused him to stand at the door for a while, and then looked at the door behind him with icy eyes, leaving behind the brutality of a beast's instinct for a moment.

Turning his head, he disappeared into the crowd.

After that, the luxury ship will parade on the sea for three days and three nights.The powerful, the rich, and the wives let go.

He watched Lu Xueyu come out with Chen Huaisheng, saw Lu Xueyu accompany him upstairs, and Chen Huaisheng held his hand back; he saw him being pulled into the innermost private bedroom, they both went in, that A dark door closed before him again.

Late at night, the sea breeze is cool.

He stared straight at the door upstairs, his eyes were tearing apart, his expression was surging, and he was about to pull out his gun and fly upstairs almost at the moment.

However, as soon as he moved, people from all directions were brought up.The bodyguards at the door were on standby, looking down to observe the movement.

Here, the night will only be more lively and lively.No one sleeps, and no one wants to sleep.

That night, every second was suffering.

He couldn't find a space to get along with Lu Xueyu at all, so he asked him what was going on!

His eyes were fixed on the door upstairs, on the figure upstairs.

Until, in the early morning of the next day, Lu Xueyu suddenly came out of the room wearing only thin pajamas.In the cold sea breeze, with his fluffy hair, his face was tired and pale all night, drinking tea in the restaurant on the ship.

The strong sea breeze was blowing directly over him, his expression was cold, his face was expressionless, letting the sea breeze blow, it was as if it was biting on his face.

The black tea is still warm, and people are still beautiful, as beautiful as a painting.

But it is a false and cold painting.

Yan Yiwei looked at him across the corridor, Lu Xueyu was completely different from before, did he really deny himself?

After Lu Xueyu finished drinking the cup of tea, she immediately got up.He was about to go back, but turned around and went into the bathroom.The old man forced him so that he didn't even have time to go to the bathroom.

He was washing his hands when suddenly the door behind him slammed, and a man broke in, slammed the door shut, and blocked him in the narrow bathroom.