Qiao Keer looked at Li Mingtang, although this man is in his fifties, but he has a very manly taste, his eyes are calm, his voice is charming, she seems to be able to see his perfect chest muscles and abdominal muscles through his suit and shirt, it must be different from Brother Jiayu's, she was suddenly a little excited.

Li Mingtang: "You have a minute to think about it. ”

Qiao Keer immediately said: "Deal." ”

His eyes suddenly darkened: "Okay, you have to serve me comfortably tonight." He walked up to her and picked her up by the waist.

Qiao Ke'er put her arms around her neck and bit her lip: "You...... What type do you like? ”

Li Mingtang: "Passionate, direct, I hate pretending the most." ”

Li Mingtang carried her into the bedroom, where the lights were dim and the flowers were fragrant.

She looked at him, and suddenly felt his breath, his taste, his body, everything about him began to become seductive, the blood in her body began to boil, a heart-scratching desire hit her whole body, she even began to crave his kisses and strokes, and wilder thrusts and whips, she knew that it was the drug that worked, and she knew what she would do in a while, but it didn't matter, money was more important anyway, and he would definitely like it.

Her eyes became charming, her expression became bewitching, and her voice became delicate: "Sir, do you want to drink a glass of red wine first?" ”

Li Mingtang put her on the bed and looked at her condescendingly: "Take off your clothes." ”

Qiao Keer looked at him charmingly, as long as she served this God of Wealth well, everything would be there, and he didn't hate it, serving him, she was also a pleasure, so she held her head with one hand, her body posed like a snake, and said amorously: "Don't." ”

Li Mingtang: "My patience is very limited. ”

She sat up limply, wrapped her arms around his waist, her face rubbing back and forth against him.

He glared at her, his eyes disgusted.

He suddenly remembered his wife, and he remembered that when he first saw his wife, he was deeply moved by her beauty and the gentleness of water, but her father was a high-ranking official, and he was not in the flow at that time, and he was not worthy of her at all, so he began to think about her day and night, and did not think about tea and dinner.

He had lost a dozen kilograms in that month, and he began to pursue her, and determined to chase her, and he launched a passionate attack on her, flowers, gifts, love songs, everything a woman fantasized about a man, he gave her.

So she was moved by him and fell in love with him, and they began to date and fell in love, but their love was limited to holding hands, hugging and kissing, and for a long time she did not agree to further intimacy with him, so he used that kind of incense on her.

It was an extremely romantic night, with ambiguous lights, fiery roses, faint incense, and a handsome and upright man.

He remembered that her cheeks were flushed, her whole body was hot, and her expression was bitter, but she not only rejected him, but locked herself in the bathroom, soaked in cold water for a night, and finally became ill for more than a month.

He asked her why? Is it that he is not good enough, so she does not love him enough, but she says that she loves him too much, so she must save the best moment for their wedding night.

[March 8th second shift~~]