Call!

Everyone stared at this scene in disbelief, and the waiter behind him felt restless.

A few tables of guests scattered around the hotel were also whispering.

What is Lu Hongda's identity, not to mention that he has a lot of money, at least he is a figure with a head and a face, how can he kneel to a young man now.

"Mr. Liu, it's because I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, and I don't know Mr. Liu's supernatural powers, I hope Mr. Liu will forgive me." Lu Hongda knelt on the ground and slapped himself in the face.

"I hope Mr. forgive me and give me a way out." Lu Hongda slapped himself again.

Bang Bang Bang!

More than a dozen slaps in a row, there is no intention of stopping at all.

The entire hall was filled with only the sound of palms slapping on faces.

No one else moved, and there was no sound.

Weng Xiaoling took a step back, taking a deep breath continuously, her eyes looking up at the young man in front of her.

It is hard to imagine what kind of terrifying strength this young man has, making Lu Hongda do such an act that is almost self-harming, just to ask for his forgiveness.

But even so, Liu Meng was expressionless, and he didn't even move his eyelashes.

Ten minutes later, Lu Hongda's face had turned into a pig's head, and the corners of his mouth were oozing blood.

"Okay, I hope you remember today, there is no next time."

After a long time, Liu Meng spoke in a low voice and turned to leave.

"Fifty pounds."

The flat voice came out and reached Lu Hongda's ears, but it made his eyes shine again.

"Manager Weng, send Mr. Liu." Lu Hongda wiped the bloodshot from the corners of his mouth and commanded.

Weng Xiaoling hurriedly chased out and followed behind Liu Meng.

"You go back." Liu Meng said in a low voice.

Weng Xiaoling took two deep breaths, her heart was entangled, and a paragraph suddenly came out of her mouth: "I'll invite you to coffee." ”

"Huh?" Liu Meng was stunned.

Weng Xiaoling walked to the front, Liu Meng was stunned for a moment, some heartbeat accelerated, how could he always have an inexplicable impulse in the face of a young woman.

In the café, the environment is elegant, the light music is refreshing, and the ambiguous atmosphere lingers in the air.

Liu Meng was a little uncomfortable, and the two asked for a remote compartment, a bit like a couple booth.

Weng Xiaoling is still wearing work clothes today, with stockings and high heels underneath, plus a black work skirt.

Liu Meng's body was a little uncontrollable, and he thought of the scene in the bathroom that day, and he knew what the scenery was under the overalls.

It is no exaggeration to say that Weng Xiaoling's figure is extremely mature, Lin Anruo can't compare, and Meng Yu can't compare either.

Budding, and mature and charming, these are two very different stages of women.

Obviously, the temptation of maturity and charm is even stronger for men.

So Liu Meng was upset, he was a little man who had never been a person after all.

The coffee was steaming, and Liu Meng's face was even hotter after the smoke.

Liu Meng didn't wear a coat, just a simple shirt and a pair of shorts.

Weng Xiaoling's heart was also very chaotic, she didn't know what was wrong with her.

To be precise, I don't know what happened to my body, and the ghost sent Liu Meng to this extremely ambiguous compartment.

Ever since I saw Liu Meng's body, the masculine power full of men has been constantly presented in my mind.

Every night in the dead of night, I feel very difficult.

When facing Liu Meng, her body seemed to be countless times more sensitive than before.

They didn't speak, but the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

Weng Xiaoling's body was pressed against Liu Meng's chest.

The two could even feel the heat exhaling from each other.

Liu Meng's heart was in turmoil, but his hand involuntarily put it on Weng Xiaoling's leg.

Not!

The four lip flaps touched, and Weng Xiaoling's breathing accelerated, and she kept asking for it.

Liu Meng also responded passively.

Weng Xiaoling hugged Liu Meng's neck and sat in Liu Meng's arms.

The short skirt on the stockings was also lifted up by Liu Meng.

In the small booth, it is full of passion and fragrant.

"Come on."

Weng Xiaoling's long hair was thrown aside, staring at Liu Meng's hot eyes.

Liu Meng's eyes were hot, and the whole person was like a beast, full of abuse.

Airplanes!

At the last moment, Liu Meng's phone rang.

Call! Call!

Liu Meng picked up the phone and gasped: "Hey! ”

"Liu Meng, are you doing farm work, so tired." Lin Anruo's voice came from the phone.

Liu Meng glanced at Weng Xiaoling, who was still straddling him, and said weakly: "Well, I'm still doing it...... Live. ”

"Are you busy, or I'll call later." Lin Anruo's 'understanding' of the way.

"I ...... It's okay, you say, what's wrong? Liu Meng adjusted his breathing and said.

"Oh, it's a little thing." Lin Anruo said a little tactfully.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Liu Meng said in a low voice.

"That is, can you bring a jar of pomegranate wine, I ...... Gluttonous. Lin Anruo paused.

Liu Meng calmed down, pondered for a moment, and said, "I'll bring you a jar of pomegranate wine later." ”

After hanging up the phone, Liu Meng glanced at Weng Xiaoling, who was still sitting on his lap, her face was flushed at this time, and her eyes were full of lust.

The scent of the young woman on her body also covered Liu Meng's entire head.

"Is that your girlfriend?" Weng Xiaoling's red lips moved slightly, and she held Liu Meng's head in her arms.

"Friends."

Liu Meng said in a low voice.

"Oh."

Weng Xiaoling got down from Liu Meng, tidied up her clothes, a touch of disappointment flashed on her face, she looked out the window, and said, "I don't mean anything else, it's just a little uncontrollable." ”

"Me too." Liu Meng took a sip of coffee that was already cold.

It's a good, exciting, thief-like feeling.

The two left the cubicle, relatively silent.

Liu Meng is also very uncomfortable, obviously he and Weng Xiaoling have no emotion at the airport, but their bodies are not controlled.

Shaking off his chaotic thoughts, Liu Meng returned to the village and took a jar of pomegranate wine.

Dripping with blood.

He had some guesses, but if Lin An wanted it, he would give it.

No matter what Lin Anruo is used for.

County seat, Glacier Park.

Liu Meng held a jar of pomegranate wine and stared at Lin Anruo in front of him.

"Here, it's still the same taste as before."

Lin Anruo was dressed very beautifully, with a pink T-shirt and white hot pants.

Fair-skinned and slender legs, legging high heels, very fashionable.

"Don't you ask me what I'm doing it for, or am I giving it away?" Lin Anruo asked with a smile on her face.

"It doesn't matter, I always have your favorite pomegranate wine here, I give it to you, and I don't care who you give it to." Liu Meng laughed.

Lin Anruo bit her red lip and said in a low voice: "Liu Meng, I'm sorry, I'm embarrassed you again." ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Liu Meng's mouth, and he said, "It's okay, because you didn't treat me as an outsider." ”

"But Uncle Feng has done very bad things to you, I know that he has no choice but to beg grandpa, and grandpa came to beg me again." Lin Anruo was a little aggrieved.

She knew Liu Meng's character very well, if Feng Shichong hadn't done anything excessive, it would have been easy to buy Liu Meng a jar of pomegranate wine, but now she could only find Liu Meng through her.

And Grandpa begged her, and she couldn't refuse.

"Fool, it's okay." Liu Meng was a little emotional.

But this jar of wine has nothing to do with Feng Shichong, this jar of wine was only given to Lin Anruo by him.

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