She tightened her fingers, and the maid's face began to turn from white to red. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Speak English."

The maid just waved her hands and struggled, muttering and gesturing.

From beginning to end, she didn't dare to resist at all, and even in the end, she was already having some difficulty breathing.

Looking at each other's appearance with slightly squinted eyes, Leng Xiaoye still let go of his fingers in the end.

The maid gasped for breath, coughing and not forgetting to respectfully wash her luggage.

It was as if everything was her fault.

Picking up the clothes on the floor in a panic, the maid continued to gesture as she spoke, gesturing in the direction of the bathroom and then the door.

Drawing a tall figure, pulling the collar and making a bow-tie motion, and then making a gesture of eating.

"You mean...... He...... Waiting for me to eat? Leng Ono asked, gesturing.

The maid guessed what she meant, nodded, saluted her again, walked into the bathroom with her clothes in her arms, and helped her prepare the bath water.

When she released the water, Leng Xiaoye once again inspected the surroundings.

As far as the eye could see, I saw at least a dozen men in suits, all of them tall, well-trained, and wearing wireless microphones on their ears.

The huge cruise ship, without half of the other passengers, is exactly like the private territory of the emperor Yaoyang.

No matter what the origin of this man is, it is obvious that he is not an ordinary person.

It seems that it is not easy for her to get out of here.

Knowing that it was useless to be anxious now, Leng Xiaoye simply calmed down.

At this time, the maid had already let go of the water and invited her in with a smile, Leng Xiaoye walked into the bathroom and locked it neatly.

Throwing away the sheets on her body, she bent down to test the temperature of the water, and the corner of her eye swept her body in the mirror, and she frowned again.

From the neck to the palate, from the chest to the abdomen...... Her body was covered with deep and shallow kiss marks, even on her back.

Leng Xiaoye was so angry that he gritted his teeth again.

This bastard, how long has it been since he touched a woman!

Secretly scolding in her heart, her person had already stepped into the bathtub, unceremoniously opened the massage device inside, and closed her eyes in enjoyment.

After soaking enough in the water, feeling that the pain on his body had disappeared a lot, and the whole person seemed to be full of strength again, Leng Xiaoye stood up and walked out of the bathtub.

Lifting the luxurious backless black gown, she rummaged through the paper bag, and she didn't find the underwear.

Perverted, he didn't even prepare underwear for her?

Just having breakfast, a gift, or a backless style?

What does this guy take her for?

Sex | Slave?!

Walking out of the bathroom, ignoring the maid's smile, Leng Xiaoye walked to the wardrobe and opened the cabinet door, and casually pulled a white shirt and put it on his body.

The maid offered to send a pair of high heels.

Leng Xiaoye ignored it, and took a few steps forward with his slippers, his calves were not too dry, and the silk long skirt was immediately wrapped around his legs.

She frowned and stopped, turned her face, and gestured at the maid with scissors.

The maid just waved her hand, and she didn't know if she didn't have it, or if she couldn't give it to her.

Leng Xiaoye didn't bother to compare with her anymore, stopped, she bent down and pinched the hem of her skirt, and the skirt was immediately ripped off the stitches.

She spun in another direction and tore sideways.

Under the stunned gaze of the maid, the floor-length dress skirt quickly transformed into a neat over-the-knee skirt.

Leng Xiaoye took two steps with his slippers and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, it's much more comfortable now!"

Seeing her walk to the door, the maid came back to her senses, and didn't care to clean up her torn skirt on the floor, and chased after her to help her open the door.

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