I went to the bathing center with Lord Wei, rinsed it, and then asked for a presidential suit, in fact, I slept the same everywhere, not so particular, but Lord Wei said that his "daddy" has rented the presidential suite here all year round, and he can't live in vain.

In this case, I also had a extravagance, and directly ordered a foot massage, a Thai massage, and I took off my clothes, revealing a hideous scar, which startled the two massage beauties.

After a while, the massage eyebrows, stretched out their white and tender little hands, gently rubbed the essential oil on my body, and began to "pop" and beat, don't get me wrong, it's really just beating, nothing is done

There are people under the feet to do the soles of the feet, really damn it, not generally comfortable, I closed my eyes comfortably, and suddenly tiredness hit, lying on the luxurious European-style bed, and fell asleep.

And Lord Wei's house is the real "pop", the rhythm is distinct, very fucking powerful, the woman moans constantly, but this can't wake me up, this sound is a hair, I lived in the private room of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, and I lived all night.

That night, it was the fucking wailing of hundreds of women, as many as more than a dozen dialects

I remember the most bullish one, I don't know where the beauty of the crow, she called, the bed is particularly distinctive, it is like this: "Uh-yo-hehe-he-he, I'll drop a good one!" ”

This dialect** has doubled her worth Many people have come here, including Chenchen.

When we were sleeping, Wang Mumu had already started to "work", and the work of sleeping with others has always made Wang Mumu hang on his lips, and he has bragged to us countless times, saying that he saved Yunyun of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea

The following events are all dictated by Wang Mumu's family, which is a true and reliable recorder, and the presenter is Meng Fei

Shangri-La, a luxury private room.

On the big bed, a man with melancholy eyes, looking at the ceiling, his beard is unshaven, revealing a decadent smell, the smoky yellow index finger and middle finger, sandwiched by a cigarette that has burned to cotton, and the long soot has never fallen The whole person is full of melancholy.

"Big brother, it's been three hours, can you react a little? You're all swollen here!! Zhang Lu yawned, his sleepy eyes were red, and his little hand was holding Mumu's JJ, mechanically stroking to change his arm from time to time, and moving his sore snow-white wrist.

On an expensive woolen carpet, a mess, panties, tunics, bras and two "standing" socks

"Alas, I'm not in the mood!" Wang Mumu had already entered the play, gently put the cigarette in the ashtray and extinguished it, and said in a hoarse voice.

"What's wrong, husband??" Zhang Lu looked at Wang Mumu as if he was very unhappy, homeopathic bare, white and tender delicate body, pillowed his head on Mumu's chest, and asked a little sadly.

In fact, Zhang Lu, a woman, although she is not particularly amazing, has a very well-maintained figure, concave and convex, and has a special temperament on her body, sometimes she is a very small woman, sometimes she is very cold, and as the saying goes, one white covers a hundred ugliness, not to mention that she is not ugly, her skin is as white as snow, very slippery and elastic!

"Alas, don't talk about it!" Wang Mumu wanted to speak and stopped.

"What the hell is going on, tell me!" Zhang Lu asked coquettishly.

"I'm a tabloid reporter, you know?" Wang Mumu made a cameo, paparazzi.

"Listen to Lord Wei's bastard, aren't you a "bastard"? Zhang Lu asked curiously.

"Uh, he knows a hair, I'm actually a fake, mainly to collect a little material and prepare to write a book, I have thought of the name of "The Brothers Who Mixed Up in Those Years""

"How dangerous is it to do what you do??" Zhang Luxin asked in a real way.

"I don't care about the danger, I'm a paparazzi with ideals, but a person's liliang is very small after all, a lot of insiders, I don't have the ability to expose this makes me very distressed just a few days ago!! Alas, I won't say it the other day! Wang Mumu's tears swirled in his eyes, and he wanted to speak again.

"What the hell is going on!!" Women gossip up, that's quite tenacious.

"Oh, I told you, I was sweeping the streets the other day"

"What is street sweeping??"

"Just snap some news on the street!!"

"You're so professional! Husband!! ”

"Uh, that must drop, you listen to me, I drank some wine that night, walked on the road, and suddenly a Porsche 911 came out, and a girl was tied to the back of the car, and the girl shouted for help" Wang Mumu told Zhang Lu what happened that night, with tears in his eyes

"These bastards!! That's all they are?? It's also a rich second generation??? What a shame on my sister!! They should all be dragged out and killed! It's so hateful! No, I'll have to call my mom and ask her to report it! Catch them all in!! Zhang Lu was furious after hearing this.

"Your mom is??" Wang Mumu pretended to be curious and asked blankly.

"My mother is the deputy editor-in-chief of CCTV TV and the news department!!" Zhang Lu blurted out.

"Wait, Lulu I want to report this by myself and don't want to trouble your mother!" Wang Mumu has already called Brother Xu, and Brother Xu explained that he must contact the local media, if the fuck is really stabbed on CCTV, then the matter will be a big problem.

"What then??" Zhang Lu asked on the phone.

"Witness, I've got it! Can you help introduce some of the radio reporters in Heilongjiang Province? Wang Mumu babbled for a long time, just for this sentence.

"Heilongjiang TV made me think right! My Aunt Li seems to be the director of your TV station there, reporting a piece of news, it should be trivial, it happens that she is in Beijing, I will meet her tomorrow! Zhang Lu suddenly remembered, patted his forehead and said.

"Really?? Baby?? "Wang Mumu's psychology is full of happiness.

"The question of Mu is wrapped up in my sister!" Zhang Lu patted his chest with his little hand and said.

"Let's pick up on what we left off!" Wang Mumu was about to suffocate to death, and when the matter was settled, the second child suddenly hardened, turned over and pressed Zhang Lu underneath.

"Can you do it? Husband! Zhang Lu asked with wide eyes and disbelieving.

"Baby, let me ask you something, did your mother report on broken shoes??" Wang Mumu asked worriedly.

"Your central station, report this! Are you a journalist? ”

"It's okay if you don't report it!! Hurry up!! ”

"Wait, husband, you didn't bring Okamoto!!"

", Lao Tzu is Okamoto**!!"

Wang Mumu pursed his lips and kissed Zhang Lu's lips, and after a while, the spring in the room was sultry.