Da, Da......

In the wee hours of the morning, the sound of horses' hooves echoes in the deserted streets, where some early risers can occasionally be seen setting up their stalls and starting to work for their livelihoods, and occasionally there are some beggars curled up on the side of the street or refugees from the north, allowing the biting cold wind to take away the last shred of warmth from their bodies.

Under the effect of the delicate small copper stove, the not spacious carriage was warm, leaning on the seat Chen silently closed his eyes, sometimes with a trace of ambiguous smile on his face, and from time to time the tempting and joyful moans appeared in his mind, of course, it was inevitable that after the incident, Catherine, whose hands and feet were soft, lay weakly on the bed, the intoxicating gasp sound.

The young master's expression looked in Zhu Jialiang's eyes, which made him couldn't help but worry, Zhu Jialiang had been waiting for the young master in the restaurant outside Charlie's Hotel all night, from the time it was about to get dark, until the hotel closed, and then waited in the carriage, and waited until the hour when he couldn't even see the patrol on the street, and he still didn't see the young master.

So Zhu Jialiang waited again, until the day was clear and he didn't see the young master out of the hotel, he couldn't wait any longer, for fear that something would happen to the young master, so he walked to the hotel, took the young master's banknote, and spent fifty yuan in the style of the young master, and finally knew where the young master was.

disturbed the young master's good dreams. Especially......

"Your young master and Miss Catherine are together!"

The words of the junior second after receiving the money sounded in Zhu Jialiang's ears again, this is not just a matter of disturbing the young master's good dreams! After getting into the car, the young master's expression was weird, but the young master was blaming himself.

"Young master, I'm ...... I ......"

Zhu Jialiang opened his mouth to explain something, but he didn't know how to explain the words.

"I'm afraid something happened to you there, it's the territory of foreign devils."

"Jialiang, I know, you're worried about the young master!"

Chen Moran shook his head and smiled disapprovingly, he was interrupted at the critical time of the second brace, which was really hateful, but looking at his appearance, it was also because he was worried that he had not come out for so long.

"Young master, don't you blame me?"

"Weird?"

As soon as he touched his chin, Chen Moran thought of Catherine's delicate skin like clotted cream, especially her pair of huge breasts that could always give people strong sensory stimulation and could barely grasp them with one hand.

"How so!"

Speaking of this, looking at the rising sun passing through the window, Chen Moran couldn't help but say another thing in his heart.

"I don't know if she's awake now!"

Room 4033 on the 4th floor of the Licha Hotel, the air is filled with the smell of intoxication, which is a mixture of the woman's seductive fragrance and strong love condensed by the strong fragrance.

Lying on the bed, Catherine was still smiling with satisfaction, although she was not awake, and she was covered by a duvet that covered her perfect body as white as jade and as smooth as fat. Many of the loose hairs have been soaked with sweat, and they stick to their faces one by one, with indescribable ten thousand styles.

"Hmmm......"

A coquettish, languid voice sounded faintly in the room, and Catherine finally woke up after a night of drunken madness.

At this time, the air was filled with the sweet smell of joy, stimulating the people who had just woken up from **.

After a night of indulgence, Catherine, who was soft all over, was still confused in her mind at this time, and her whole body was soft without any strength.

"Hmmm......"

Turning over on the bed, Catherine still had her eyes closed, the hangover headache made her gasp, her mouth was dry, she wanted to get up and pour a glass of water, but she felt that her whole body collapsed without a trace of strength, she felt as if she had a dream, crazy and fierce lovemaking, hearty moans and screams, and the whole person was completely immersed in the pleasure like a wave, feeling the powerful and violent impact.

"Hmmm......"

Thinking of the illusion in her dream, she moaned softly and twisted her soft waist.

There seemed to be a strange smell in the air, and she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and sniff lightly, it seemed to be ...... The taste of men.

The smell of men?

At this time, the numbness between her legs and the soreness in her waist made Catherine stunned suddenly, and some headaches faintly appeared in her head the shocking passion scene of last night, she opened her eyes wide, turned over, and there was no one.

"Is it a dream?"

No!

Not a dream! That ** strong pleasure shock is real, just like the residual after-love breath in the air at this time is mixed with the smell of men.

Catherine sat up slowly, leaned against the head of the bed, lit a cigarette, and in the smoke filled the air, revealing her charming and temperamental face, her long hair was scattered, her body was still naked, and she exuded a seductive and criminal charm, she frowned and remembered everything about yesterday, yesterday she seemed to be drunk, and then, a man's voice, and then she turned around.

"I want you!"

Thinking of the debauched and unruly words of last night, Catherine couldn't help but blush, and her face was on fire, how could she be like this.

"Who's that man?"

At this time, all that came to her mind was the blurry face and the somewhat fluffy black hair.

Thinking of the fluffy black hair, several overstimulated images passed through her mind, including her own madness and the crazy screams and moans, her face heated up again, and she could hardly believe that the vague picture in her mind, the woman who was moaning madly and kept asking for it was herself.

The thought of how desperately she kept asking for that man like a slut made Catherine so ashamed that her skin turned a faint pink, as if the man was still here.

As the cigarette burned out, Catherine pressed the cigarette to the ashtray on the bedside table, and a piece of paper on the bedside table caught her eye.

"Huh?"

I took the piece of paper, and it was the man's message.

"Believe me, one day, I will still appear in front of your eyes!"

Note that it is written in English, but there are three square words at the end.

"Could it be that he is Chinese?"

Catherine looked a little surprised at the unrecognizable square words, after all, the man spoke fluent English in her memory.

"At least not Charlie!"

Although the man was Chinese, Catherine was a little surprised, but there was also some happiness in the same heart, at least not Charlie and those satyrs, it seemed that he had been tempting him all night last night.

"Who are you?"

With the note in her hand and the unfamiliar square words, Catherine's mind still echoed with that blurred face.

"Crutches!"

Another faint clue came to her mind, the man was carrying a cane, and it seemed that his legs and feet were a little inconvenient.

"Maybe ......"