As if he hadn't received Rong Jue's warning, Nuan still smiled, and poured a glass of wine for Matsushita Jiro.

It's just a kiss, although she hasn't kissed many men in the past twenty-three years, only one, and her experience is pitiful, but she doesn't care.

Anyway, she came here for only one purpose, as long as it wasn't Rong Jue, she would hook up money to a rich gold owner.

Matsushiro pretended to be interested and took the glass, but the two of them looked at each other in the bottom of his eyes.

He shouted casually, "Come on, Miss Wen, let's start!"

So, the two of them began to play.

The game is "Match the Size", where each person rolls three dice at a time, and the total number is greater than the other.

This is the only thing that Warmth can play, otherwise, she wouldn't dare to play.

But Rong Jue looked like he was lacking in interest, and only cared about the warbler Yanyan beside him (harmonious), and his strong palm stroked the woman's delicate body.

Staggered, cups and cups listened to each other, his cold lips fell on the necks of the people around him one after another, enjoying the gentle fragrance at this moment.

Where can a woman withstand such a ravage (harmony), and after a while, an ambiguous and charming murmur escaped from her mouth, "Hehehe, Rong Shao, you are so bad ......"

is worthy of being the famous crown prince of the Rong family, and his flirtatious (harmonious) means are really first-class.

He kissed the woman's slender neck as he rubbed (harmony) with his slender fingers and touched the warm nephrite in his arms.

After enjoying it for a long time, he turned around and picked up the wine glass, pouring the red wine into his mouth while passing through the transparent wine glass like a cheetah, capturing all the expressions on his warm face.

When he looked at him like this, the warmth was distracted.

This time she threw a two, four, five, and Matsushita Jiro threw a three, three, six, a little difference, she really lost.

According to the rules of the game, the person who loses should feed the other party with his "mouth".

The three women beside Rong Jue quietly exchanged a look, and raised their voices to coax, "Feed with your mouth! Feed with your mouth! ...... with your mouth."

Wen Wen secretly looked at Rong Jue, his expression did not change from beginning to end, just staring at her face coldly, his eyes flickered and shallow and dark, and he couldn't see any emotion.

As the minutes passed, her warm heart began to beat wildly, and she couldn't tell what she meant, not knowing what Lu Dao Rongjue's silence meant.

Rong Jue didn't speak, and Matsushita Jiro also waited very patiently, as if waiting for him to speak.

Today, Rong Jue invited him to come here for entertainment, just to get a list from him, and the Rong Group under his name wants to enter the Japanese market in a big way, and needs his support.

Once it is done, in Japan's underground bank, the Rong family's large sum of money will be able to smoothly turn black into white.

What can be solved by a woman, Rong Jue has no reason not to do it.

He only needs to give a word or an action, and he can send warmth to him naturally, and he Matsushiro can also fulfill his wish and embrace the beauty.

It's just that it seems that Rong Jue has a lot to do with that woman, and things don't seem to be as simple as imagined.

Matsushita Jiro was a little curious, not sure what the relationship between them was, so he pretended to wait carelessly.

And at this moment, Wen Wen was completely dumbfounded, in fact, she could have pretended to be drunk, flipped over the table and left, and she was stunned and froze in place, her head was blank.

She didn't know what she was waiting for, she just knew that she was playing with fire!

Through the afterglow, Wen Wen vaguely saw Rong Jue staring at herself ruthlessly, as if waiting for her to play with fire and self-immolation.

Suddenly, one heart was so upset and depressed that he couldn't breathe.