Dressed in a black deep V hip high fork skirt, charming long curly hair, delicate makeup, and intoxicating perfume......

Wen Anan looked at himself in the elevator bronze mirror with satisfaction, stroked his long hair, stepped on slender high heels, walked out of the elevator with all kinds of style, and found the room number of 1801.

Taking a deep breath, she displayed her signature heartthrob smile and rang the doorbell.

"Come in!"

The low and magnetic male voice sounded so good that her spring heart fluttered.

As long as she can conquer this man, the world will be hers!

"Then I'll come in."

Her voice was soft and charming, and she pushed open the hidden door and entered.

Qiao Chushen held a wine glass, his long legs folded, sitting on a single sofa, wearing a black robe, and a belt loosely tied around his waist, vaguely revealing his strong pectoral muscles, exuding rippling male hormones......

Wen An smiled and stepped forward......

"Stop!"

Qiao Chushen's voice was as cold as a knife, making her shiver, and the smile on her face almost froze.

She stopped moving forward, stood in the most charming posture, and her left leg under the high-forked skirt leaned forward, which could give Qiao Chushen a great visual temptation to sit.

"Take your clothes off!"

Qiao Chu was expressionless and said in a deep voice.

Wen An'an's lips couldn't help but look proud.

Isn't it rumored that he is an ascetic man who never approaches women?

Didn't you see him and get anxious?

While looking at him seductively, she reached out and slowly untied the thin belt around her waist, making the skirt drape, and inside was her carefully selected translucent red sexy underwear, which lined her skin white and snowy.

Black, Red, White......

She believes that as long as she is a man, she will not be able to refuse this visual temptation of her......

However, Qiao Chushen didn't feel it at all, looking at her, it was like looking at a perfect statue, and he couldn't set off any waves in his heart, and he couldn't ignite any sparks of desire.

Something must have gone wrong.

Perhaps, the posture is wrong?

"Lie on the carpet and curl up to see."

He pointed to the carpet by the window.

"Mr. Qiao's hobbies are a bit unique."

Wen An'an knows that there are always some men who have special habits.

So, she obediently lay on the carpet, curled up in a charming posture, stretched one leg in the direction of Qiao Chushen, one leg slightly bent, the toe in high heels arched pointedly, the hand was on the full, the eyes were misty, the red lips were slightly opened, like a female cat in heat, moaning longingly......

However, Qiao Chushen was still indifferent, looking at her dark eyes, there was no change.

Damn, he won't really be as rumored to be, he looks like a man on the surface, but he's not actually a man, right?

Wen An'an's head was like 10,000 times grass and mud horses galloping by, but she didn't dare to show it, lest her previous efforts be wasted, thinking that even if he was a eunuch, she had to make him emotional, otherwise, it would be too much of a failure.

So, she crawled over to him with her body half-propped up, and then hugged his legs, rubbing them gently and softly......

Obviously, he was hugging his legs the same way, and that day the woman hugged him and wanted to burn him, but the woman in front of him was obviously in better shape and more beautiful, but she gave him goosebumps, like being coiled by a beautiful snake, and there was an indescribable cold.

He shook it vigorously and shook Wen Anan aside, "You go into the bathroom and get wet all over!" ”

it!

it!

it!

There must be something wrong with this man!

Wen Anan wanted to resist, but seeing his cold eyes that could not be resisted, he felt that it was better to obey......

So, she went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and let the water drench her whole body......