"Leng Shao, Miss, she gave her the dress you gave her... Donate! ”

Donate!

Leng Mo sat at the bar, drinking brandy cup by glass.

He looked at the dark yellow clear liquid in the wine glass, and his heart was full of doubts.

Does this wine have a lot of stamina?

Not big for him!

In addition, on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, he only drank two glasses, and did not drink more.

But he was indeed drunk. Moreover, the drunkenness was still so sudden.

And it doesn't hurt to say that he is drunk, after all, when he is drunk, he usually falls asleep.

But that night, it was really weird.

Not only was he drunk, but he also did something like that to Qin Chenchen. Why is that?

She's only sixteen years old, she's still such a young girl, but he's... I can't control myself like that!

Her rosy lips, her wet eyes, her milky skin... Everything about her, lingered in his mind.

His secretaries and assistants privately said that he was an ascetic man and that he was not usually close to women. One day, he will "suffocate" himself.

Could it be that he really caused drunken sex because he had never opened meat?

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

He pulled out his phone and flipped out his address book.

There are really a lot of women's phone calls in it, including aristocratic celebrities, royal princesses, top models, sexy actors, and business women.

Leng Mo rubbed his temples, and then chose one of them at random.

About an hour later, a beautiful lady full of aristocratic temperament appeared in front of him.

Leng Mo thought for a long time before remembering that this woman was a princess of the royal family, named Nita.

Princess Nita saw Leng Mo, and a flush flashed across her face.

She sat down beside Leng Mo, looked at his three-dimensional handsome face and deep eyes, and lightly opened her sexy red lips: "Do you mind inviting me for a drink?" ”

Leng Mo personally poured her a glass of wine.

When Princess Nita drinks, she brings the heroism and sensuality of Westerners. A drop of liquid ran down her smooth skin and into her clothes.

She's really sexy in what she's wearing. A pink bandeau skirt with snow-white lotus roots and beautiful shoulders exposed to the air. There was a looming arc on her chest.

"Huh~" Cold Ink chuckled magnetically. Raise your hand and clasp the back of the woman's neck.

Princess Nita went limp, and fell into his arms.

This man is the best man she has ever seen.

Although he is an Oriental, his appearance is so deep and three-dimensional that he is by no means inferior to Westerners, and even more handsome than Westerners.

He is like a walking poison, wherever he goes, women are poisoned.

She and he only met at a party. She tried her best to get the man's contact information, and every day she called, texted, and even contacted her on social media, but he never responded to her.

Today, he actually took the initiative to find her. She was so happy and proud.

She knew that with her noble status and peerless beauty, there was no man who could not be conquered.

The bodies of the two were close to each other, and Leng Mo buried his face in the woman's neck and sniffed hard.

"Chenchen......" he squinted and couldn't help but call.

Princess Nita couldn't understand Chinese, and she asked, "What did you say?" ”

His cold hand brushed away her long, wavy hair, his thumb gently rubbing against her skin.

"Nita, do you like me?"

Nita stretched out her slender lotus arm, hooked the man's neck, and replied shyly, "Of course, I love you." From the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you. ”

As she spoke, Princess Nita went to kiss him.

Leng Mo tilted his head, just to avoid her delicate red lips.

He evoked a wicked but cold smile, "How do you know you love me?" ”

The woman's fingers, with seductive power, gently ran across his chest, then to the buttons of his crisp white shirt.