Zhou Bei? As soon as she heard her words, Su Bei hurriedly raised her head and turned her head to look around.

It's a pity that there were so many people around her that she didn't see anything.

……

In a private bar in the lodge.

The bewitching-looking man was half-leaning on the sofa and drinking red wine, while a graceful woman beside him was half-squatting and massaging his legs.

Press and press...... The woman's hand became a little restless.

The man's face changed, and he suddenly reached out and pressed the heroine's hand, showing anger on his face.

"You're not qualified to climb into my bed." He looked at the woman and said angrily.

Is it true that these people are not picky eaters? Looking for this kind of woman who has a good figure and face, but her eyes are empty, you want to get him?

It's ridiculous.

The man's voice made the woman's body tremble, and her face showed a look of fear.

"Mr. Mo ......"

"Get out." Mo Chuan threw away the woman's hand in disgust, and then commanded the people around him.

"Replace it with an ugly one."

Hearing this, the attendant nodded.

The woman hurriedly got up from the ground and ran out in a gray manner.

In less than a few minutes, the staff led a woman with a bear's waist and a square face to walk in, came to the man, and stopped.

"Mr. Mo, someone brought it."

The staff's voice sounded, and Mo Chuan lazily raised his head to look at the person in front of him, and then he was startled and quickly coughed twice.

Ugly is really ugly...... It's just ugly!

And the figure has no beauty at all, and there is no trace of femininity at all.

Is this also worthy of being called a woman?

"Cover her face." Mo Chuan turned his head a little unbearably and turned his head.

The staff nodded busily and went out to find a mask that covered the woman's face.

"Alright, Mr. Mo."

Hearing the voice, Mo Chuan turned his head to look at her and asked.

"Will you get a massage?"

The woman didn't speak, just nodded.

"Let's get started." Mo Chuan looked a little lazy and continued to lie down on the sofa.

The woman glanced at him, then slowly walked over, half-crouched down beside the couch, then stretched out her hand and began to squeeze his leg for him.

The force is a little more than the woman just now, but it's just right, and it's quite comfortable.

Mo Chuan's face showed a look of satisfaction, few people could massage him so satisfied.

"The craftsmanship is not bad, come back to country R with me in the future." Mo Chuan glanced at the woman who was seriously massaging him, and then said with satisfaction.

The woman is probably shy, she lowers her head and doesn't speak, Mo Chuan feels bored, no matter how good the craftsmanship is, it is not interesting for people to be boring.

He doesn't like boring things.

He turned his head boredly and continued to drink the red wine from his glass.

After a while, his body suddenly felt a little weak, and the woman who helped him massage became more and more uneven, as if she was distracted.

Only then did he realize something, and his face showed a hint of vigilance.

"Who the hell are you?" His face changed, and he suddenly got up and wanted to grab the woman, but who knew that the man was very flexible and got up and dodged away.

"Mr. Mo!" The attendant on the side noticed that something was wrong and hurried over, raised his arm and waved it towards the woman.

The woman was very agile, not only dodging his moves, but also moving behind him with great speed, hitting him on the back of the neck with one hand. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.