Getting rid of Cao Gang's entanglement, Wang Lu looked at Kong Zhe with a smile. That smiling face is like a peach blossom blown away by the spring breeze overnight.

"Where are we going?" Wang Lu squeezed his eyes at Kong Zhe again, looking at the frivolous eyes, Kong Zhe moved his butt in the seat, stretched out his left hand, and snapped his fingers on Wang Lu's cheeks, crisp and loud.

"Listen to you, you can go anywhere." Kong Zhe stared at Wang Lu's high bulging chest.

"Then go to my house." Wang Lu gently bit her sexy and charming lip, and then turned on the car speaker.

is still playing the song called sugar in Saodang, and Saodang's soft voice is soul-stirring and provocative.

instantly dispelled the unhappiness in Wang Lu's heart.

But Kong Zhe was still a little depressed in his heart. For no reason, I was scolded by that Cao Gang, and I was very unhappy and even a little angry. However, for the sake of this goddess-level good cabbage, it is worth being scolded.

Kong Zhe had secretly made up his mind if that Cao Gang dared to pester Wang Lu again. He was going to teach him a hard lesson, to see if he dared to say that he was a poor bastard, that his clothes were picked up in the trash.

The car roared on the viaduct towards the southern suburbs, attracting a lot of attention like a fire. Kong Zhe enjoyed the envious gaze.

In about twenty minutes, the sports car came to a villa area. Wang Lu drove the car straight to the underground garage. Then by the underground garage, directly on the elevator.

In the wide elevator, Kong Zhe approached Wang Lu's side, like a bull in heat, approaching Wang Lu step by step, forcing Wang Lu into the corner of the elevator, and was about to stretch out his mouth to kiss Wang Lu, "Look at your urgency, there is also monitoring here, and you will be at home immediately, let alone let the security guards in the community see it." He stretched out his palm to block Kong Zhe's mouth.

Entering the building door, it is a large living room, which is more than 100 square meters.

Kong Zhe suddenly felt that the environment of this living room seemed to be almost exactly the same as the scene he had seen in his dream yesterday.

Liu Cui, who I dreamed of yesterday, was also in a very large villa. That living room is as big as this one. Kong Zhe was shocked, could it be that there was such a coincidence? So he tried his best to recall the scene in the dream. Unconsciously distracted, fortunately, Wang Lu changed his shoes behind the door and did not notice the change in the expression on Kong Zhe's face.

Wang Lu threw her bag on the sofa in the living room, changed her slippers, and then went to the second floor. The walking posture is so elegant, and the gait is as eye-catching as the fairy in the painting.

"You wait for me, I'll go change my clothes." After speaking, he kissed Kong Zhe and went up to the second floor.

Kong Zhe sat down. I began to observe the villa closely. The huge living room is a modern design, or rather a post-modern style. It is completely different from the architectural style of the large coffin. Ultra-modern consciousness is very strong, opposite the sofa in the living room, there is a huge TV wall, and the 90-inch ultra-thin TV is embedded in the wall, expanding the audience's vision.

On the back of the sofa is a large oil painting of Leonardo da Vinci and the goose.

This painting is a facsimile of Leonardo da Vinci's work of the same name, and the original painting has been lost. Of course, Wang Lu's photo must also be a replica. But it shows Wang Lu's artistic level.

Unexpectedly, Wang Lu is still an art lover. The moment he saw this oil painting, Kong Zhe corrected his opinion of Wang Lu in his mind.

I thought she was just an ordinary woman with big breasts and no brains, but I didn't expect that she also knew art and had something in common with herself. As a result, Wang Lu's status in Kong Zhe's mind instantly improved.

Kong Zhe stood in front of the painting, admiring Lida's Mona Lisa-like smile and plump body.

After a while, there was a sound of light footsteps on the stairs, and it was Wang Lu who had gone downstairs.

Kong Zhe immediately turned around and looked up the stairs. At this moment, Wang Lu was wearing a pink ultra-short pajama dress. The bra had long since been removed, and only the corset with the strap had just reached the hips. The extremely short skirt exposed the lines of her figure.

Especially the pair of extremely exaggerated white rabbits, who wanted to break through the little vest and come out to breathe fresh air. Wang Lu stood on the stairs, Kong Zhe looked at the lush grass in his lower body, and he had a panoramic view.

Wang Lu looked down at Kong Zhe coquettishly, with a smile on her face, a soft face, and a foolishness. Like a shy little girl, she is endearing.

Wang Lu didn't speak, one hand put his finger into his mouth, and kept sucking. It's like the kind of action of the heroine in European and American masturbation when flirting.,The eyes become straight and breathtaking.。

Kong Zhe's gun had already stood up, and his heart was pounding. Kong Zhe remembered this situation in Europe and the United States, he needed to flirt and tease, and he couldn't be impatient. Kong Zhe stared straight at Wang Lu's chest with his eyes, and his hand reached under his crotch. Keep stroking the gun.

"Look at your color. Can't wait? ”

"I can't wait in the car, I can't wait in the exhibition hall. Didn't I tell you? I want to have a bang with you in the exhibition hall. Come on. ”

Wang Lu slowly walked down the stairs. Walking towards the painting behind the body method, he passed by Kong Zhe's side and put his hand on Kong Zhe's shoulder. Kong Zhe reached out to grab her arm, but she skillfully opened it, came to the painting, and pointed at Lida in the painting with his chin, "Is she beautiful or am I beautiful?" ”

"You both have a unique beauty, she didn't wear any clothes, and you're still wearing a little." Kong Zhe smiled slyly.

"Do you want me to be like her?" Wang Lu's sweet voice was like milk with honey.

"I want to think very much, I want to think about it now." Kong Zhe's gaze rubbed against the white rabbit that was about to come out.

"Then you'll have to tell me about the painting first." Wang Lu's coquettishness is getting stronger and stronger.

"The painting is called Leda and the Goose, a facsimile of Leonardo da Vinci's work of the same name, and the original painting has been lost. Of course, this one of yours is certainly a copy, but your art is of a very high standard.

"Hehe, how tall?" Wang Lu was very proud.

"Leonardo da Vinci rarely uses mythology as a subject, and this painting is the only one. In the picture, the girl Leda lives on an isolated island, and Zeus admires her beauty and turns into a swan to have a tryst with her. This myth is imbued with the anti-feudal overtones of the romantic marriage of gods and men. ”

"The marriage of gods and men is romantic, so is the marriage of ghosts and men also romantic?" Wang Lu's flattery is constantly increasing.

Kong Zhe was shocked and continued: "The goose is exaggerated and anthropomorphized, and the smile on Lida's face is a copy of the Mona Lisa's smile, but the nude is the result of the artist's anatomical research on the human body. The background of the painting has a sense of depth, and the distant mountains, villages, and rivers echo the flowering meadows in the foreground, and the painter adopts a praising and eulogizing attitude towards life and nature.

"The theme of Leda and the goose is the reproduction of life, which contains the image and value of human fertility. Leonardo da Vinci sang the praises of human longing and pursuit of xingai, and told the world that human xingai activities are natural and justified, and they are also the guarantee of human reproduction and racial prosperity.

"Reach. In Fincher's time, the affirmation of sexual value was impossible to pursue and celebrate in aesthetics and xingai in addition to preserving life and increasing population. For the men who conceived life, they often had to rely on myths and animals to replace them, and only in this way did the works be more acceptable at the time. Nowadays, our times are different, and society fully respects the freedom of human nature and the freedom of renxing, so let's enjoy it. After speaking, he wanted to hug Wang Lu.

Wang Lu gently pushed him away: "Don't worry, people want to take a shower and wash off the stinky sweat all over their bodies." ”

Fuck, it's a lot, Kong Zhe bit his lip hard, and gently comforted his gun.

Suddenly, Kong Zhe felt as if there was a figure behind him, but when he looked back, there was no one there, and it was an illusion? Could it be that Leda's soul came out of the painting?