Chapter 36: Deep in the Courtyard

"Ah~ah~ continue...... Don't stop, I told you not to stop, ah~~~"

In the dimly lit and extravagant bedroom, the peach light renders a layer of ambiguous charm, and with a burst of passionate black rock music of lady, there is some blood-pumping groaning. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the woolen blanket with clothes falling all over the ground, the big bed with a diameter of two meters has been rolled messily by two intertwined Luo bodies, and it has been hung down by a single horn, Zhao Bixiu is covered in a red body, her face is flushed with intoxication at this time, her eyes are slightly closed, and her mouth keeps screaming, "Don't stop, hmm...... Well...... Ahh......h

Her bare and smooth black silk legs were teasing intentionally or unintentionally, although Meng Desheng had ten million grass and mud horses galloping in his heart, he still had to hold back a look of concentration and enjoyment on this face that belonged to the sissy Meng Desheng, and skillfully swept in the mysterious area that he had long since unknown that he had been invaded by several men.

"Madam, is it comfortable?"

After a while, Meng Desheng raised his head from time to time, looking at Zhao Bixiu's intoxicated and comfortable face, and a flattering smile, with the kind of flattery on his face that he thought was just right.

"Smack!"

As Zhao Bixiu's swaying voice came to an abrupt end, a loud crisp sound followed. Meng Desheng looked at the pair of narrow phoenix eyes in front of him in disbelief, as if he was a little stunned by this slap next to him without warning, he thought that if there was a mirror in front of him, there must be a red five-finger print on his face...... bar.

"I'll let you continue! Didn't you hear?! ”

Zhao Bixiu said coldly, without the slightest look of being intoxicated a moment ago, at this time, she is more like recovering the demeanor of a cold and resolute strong woman in the workplace, rather than a dang woman who stripped naked and had fun with a male pet on the bed.

Meng Desheng pouted aggrievedly, TMD dead eight women, if it weren't for your money, I would ....... How can I bear your wretchedness? …… kept cursing this ruthless woman in her heart, and her body suddenly became stronger, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had just suffered in her heart.

After omitting 20,000 words of unspeakable clouds and rain, Meng Desheng, who was already exhausted, gasped and lay on the side, his tongue spit out, constantly rolling his eyes, like a tired straw dog, and Zhao Bixiu, who had worked hard and was refreshed and ruddy and shiny, had long legs slightly bent, leaned on the head of the bed, lit a jade stream, took a deep breath, and swallowed the clouds and mist.

As the saying goes, after the incident, he smokes and is happy like a fairy.

"Meng Desheng."

At this time, Zhao Bixiu was rarely quiet, and her voice was cool and not as sharp as she always was. It's just that under the whole body Shutai, the mood is a lot better, although this sissy surnamed Meng is not manly, but what is below is really good, she is willing to spend a lot of money to hire and raise such a white-eyed wolf who is flattering and bullying, and naturally there is the existence of this dark side factor.

Otherwise, a woman in her forties is the age of a wolf, and a widow like her, who lost her husband at an early age, cannot mess around outside for the sake of word of mouth, but can only use her own home as a location to set up an environment for certain needs.

"Ma'am."

Meng Desheng turned over with a smile, and the thief climbed up to Zhao Bixiu's still strong crisp xiong, constantly complaining in his heart that this woman was really dissatisfied, and on the surface, he could only pretend to be "You can ask for it wantonly, I can still do it": "Do you want to do it again?" Chairman. ”

"Humph......"

Stimulated again, Zhao Bixiu snorted lightly, but also wreaked havoc with his thief's hands, but he was not in a hurry to continue to squeeze Meng Desheng dry, but said with a trace of trembling in his mouth: "In the past two days, you must keep an eye on your Miss Mei for me." ”

"Madame, don't worry, it's all right."

As soon as he heard that he didn't want to continue to ask for it, Meng Desheng's heart suddenly relaxed, he winked at Zhao Bixiu with his right eye, and patted his chest with an oath.

"Let's do it again one last time, I still have to go to the company, Mei Rongting and those people are probably already sitting there waiting to see my jokes......"

Zhao Bixiu stretched her waist comfortably, and took the initiative to shake her legs again, deliberately tempting.

And the sheets under her were messy.

Although Meng Desheng, who was already exhausted, had the heart to cater to him, his body was really weak, but fortunately, after lingering for a long time, he finally burst into passion again, pressed Zhao Bixiu under him, and ravaged him again......

……

Half an hour later, the Mei Group.

Before opening the door of the conference hall, Zhao Bixiu was rarely a little nervous, this was the first time in recent years that she had approached here so unsurely, and she was a little apprehensive and a little uneasy in her heart.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Bixiu, who had just been moisturized and slightly silky, changed her face to indifference and gently pushed open the door of the conference room.

At this time, in the conference hall, the rest of the directors and others were already waiting to be ready.

There are those who cross their fingers in front of their chests, leaning back on the sofa chair and closing their eyes, those who sit at the table and drink tea from time to time, and those who bow their heads and swipe the screen - these people have waited too long.

"Huh? Acting Chairman, you've kept us waiting......"

As for Mei Rongting, who had been looking down at his watch frequently, because he heard the sound of the door opening before raising his wrist again, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he didn't look back to know who was coming, and the corners of his mouth under the shallow green beard rose slightly.

The Lord is finally in place.