'Ancient Garden Pavilion', the most luxurious five-star hotel in the city, is often visited by aristocrats of status in the city, so it is also called 'Million Pavilion'.

Mozu Beitan took the woman's hand and walked straight to the elevator to the supreme luxury presidential suite, the number one suite in the hotel.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Asa Zike tried hard to pull out his hand.

The man threw the woman on the bed, and Mozu Beitan coldly ordered: "Take off your clothes." ”

"I, why should I take my clothes off?" Asako Ke glared at the man with his clothes covered.

"That's how you please men?" Mozu Beitan looked at the woman on the bed playfully.

At this moment, she looks like a little lamb about to be slaughtered.

"Please?"

The man stroked Asakko's graceful body, blew hot air in the woman's ear and said, "Baby, you need a man so much, huh?" ”

Asa Zike pushed away the man on his body hard: "Please don't think of me as those women!" ”

"Those, which ones?"

"Mozu Beitan, what do you want to do?!"

"Baby, now you have a temper, huh, dare to call me by my name?"

Asa Zike sat up and just wanted to get out of bed, but was pressed under the man by him.

The woman looked at the man on her body in horror: now this man named Mozu Beitan made her afraid and wanted to run away from him.

"Please don't do that." The woman's voice trembled slightly, and she smelled danger in him.

"Otherwise?" As he spoke, the man's big hand touched the woman's smooth calf.

"Don't!" Asakko Ke pushed the man's hand hard.

Mozu Beitan kissed the woman's delicate lips dissatisfied, her taste, he hadn't tasted it for a long time.

Asakko Ke clenched his teeth tightly, but was pried open by the man's dexterous tongue.

The woman is forced to respond to a man's kiss.

Mozu Beitan sucked the fragrance in the woman's mouth fiercely, not giving the woman a chance to breathe.

The left hand supported the body, and the restless right hand stroked the woman's body again.

Asa Zike wanted to resist but was helpless, his hands were pressed under the man, and he could only let the man continue his presumptuous behavior.

The man's big hand caressed the woman's skirt, and impatiently tore the skirt into pieces, reaching into it.

The warmth and smooth skin felt on his hands made Mozu Beitan a little lovely.

"Well, no...... Want. Asakko's body trembled slightly.

"Baby, I said no, but your body is honest, and it seems to welcome me." The man's pale lips slowly moved towards the woman's snow-white neck.

"Please, don't do this!"

However, it is the silent actions of men that respond to women.

"Mozu Beitan, don't let me hate you!" The corners of Asak's eyes were slightly wet.

"Hate me?"

"Don't make me hate you!"

"Baby, now your body loves me, where is the hatred?" Mozu Beitan hooked his lips.

"I don't punish, let retribution come to you."

After that, a drop of crystal liquid flowed from the woman's face, which was so dazzling in the moonlight.

The man looked at the drop of liquid and couldn't help but stop the movement in his hand: She cried?

"Damn." The man got up from the woman with a curse and walked to the bathroom.

Asakko got up and covered her delicate body with broken fabric, and wrapped herself tightly with the quilt.

The cold water was unscrupulously drenched on the man's perfect body, and Mozu Beitan quietly looked at himself in the mirror, as if he had seen the scene just now.

After a while, the man walked out in a bathrobe, and the first thing he saw was a woman wrapped in a meat dumpling on the bed.

"You're not hot?"

"It's not hot." That being said, the sweat on the woman's forehead exposed her own 'good-intentioned' lie.

"Go wash up."

"No, I don't." Asakko replied stubbornly.

"You like to sleep covered in sweat?"

"......" Asako snuggled her mouth, and after making sure that she covered her body with a fabric, the woman opened the quilt and ran to the bathroom as fast as she could.

Mozu Beitan looked at the woman's back and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After the woman came out in a bathrobe, Mozu Beitan gestured with her eyes: "There are pajamas." ”

Asa Zike cautiously approached the man, took his pajamas and ran to the bathroom.

Mozu Beitan frowned: Is he so terrible?

Asa Zike looked at the pajamas on his body: they are worthy of silk pajamas, and they are indeed very comfortable to wear.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the master bedroom, I heard a man's order: "Come here." ”

Asa Zike plucked up the courage to walk to the man's side and looked at the man on the bed alertly: If he dares to mess around again, she will hit him with a fist!

Mozu Beitan looked at the woman, the silk pajamas covering the woman's body were really charming, and the perfect body of the woman could be vaguely seen through the pajamas.

The lust that the man had just extinguished was ready to stir again.

"Lie down."

"What for?!"

"You sleep standing up?" Mozu Beitan looked at the woman funny.

"I, I'll go sleep in the living room." As he spoke, Asako Ke was about to leave but was pulled down on the bed by the man.

"You, what are you going to do?!" Asa Zi Ke said uneasily.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested." The man pulled the woman into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Let go of me, I'm going to the living room!" Asa Zike tried hard to break free of the man's arms.

"Shut up and sleep."

Asa Zike gave up struggling, this man's strength is not ordinary!

The woman quieted down and quietly felt the warm embrace of the man, which made her feel a sense of security like never before.

"In the future, you can only show me your dance." The man said coldly.