"Accurate!" Lu Zhaohe smiled very deeply, "So, now you admit that you are addicted to me?" ”

Bai Lu blinked and replied, "Do you need me to spend money?" ”

The meaning she wanted to convey was probably only understood by him.

That was the first time they were in Lhasa, and what she said was that she didn't smoke, she was afraid of getting addicted, she couldn't quit, and she paid for cigarettes.

At that time, Lu Zhaohe also asked her, "Did you consider this problem when you tried me?" ”

Her reply was, "You don't spend money. ”

So, she never denied that she would become addicted to him.

Lu Zhaohe raised his eyebrows, "With your skills, you also want to prostitute me for nothing?" ”

Bai Lu was a little angry, straightened up, and gave him a fist in the chest, "What's wrong with my technique?" Any questions? ”

Lu Zhaohe grabbed her hand and replied seriously, "It can't be said to be tasteless, at least it's a clear soup with little water, and it's hard to swallow." ”

Bai Lu sneered, "Who made you swallow?" ”

Returning to the sudden, she can still tell which of his words is true and which is joking.

If she was really tasteless and hard to swallow, he would have turned his ass and slipped away.

"I'd love to." Lu Zhaohe hugged her back into his arms, "Home cooking is the mainstream of life." ”

"you."

He kissed Bai Portugal's lips again, but this time it was gentle and long......

The restaurant is not far from the hotel, but it is only ten minutes by car, and it is there in the blink of an eye.

Bai Lu helped Lu Zhaohe get out of the car and entered the hotel lobby, his body was still half pressed against her, until he walked into the elevator, he finally let go of her and leaned back in the car, his face was lazy.

Bai Lu pressed the top floor for him, and then pressed the floor where he was.

The elevator doors closed slowly.

His tall body suddenly came up, and his muscular hands passed through her waist and pressed the button on her first floor.

For two seconds, the light on the button went out.

Bai Lu instantly realized that this was an invitation to his room, and she glanced at him sideways, and then pressed it again.

Lu Zhaohe glanced at it, and pressed it again to extinguish.

Then he pulled her back.

Bai Lu only felt that his eyes were turning, and he was already in his arms, and his cheeks hit solid muscles.

The camera's red light flashes faintly in the corner.

Lu Zhaohe glanced at it, pressed the back of her head with his hand, and made sure that he could only shoot her back, and his lips couldn't help lowering his lips.

endured all the way, he was very uncomfortable.

finally came back, of course he couldn't let her go so easily!

"Hmm......"

Bai Lu felt like he was going crazy, and he couldn't say a word.

Lu Zhaohe's movements were as strong as ever, plundering, and not giving her the slightest respite.

The elevator clangs to the top floor.

The two of them hugged each other, and the air seemed to be mixed with sparks, crackling and burning, and the fried white Portuguese brain was dizzy.

By the time she could react, she had collapsed on the soft bed in the suite.

Lu Zhaohe's elbows were propped up on both sides of her cheeks, and the distance between the two was only a few centimeters, and the hormonal breath was entangled into a thread, wrapping this small area inseparably.

Bai Gu's eyes were filled with water, and he gasped slightly and looked at the man who was close at hand.

With the light on his back, the contours of his face became deeper, and those eyes seemed to hide a vortex, forcing her to look away.

She took a deep breath and raised her hand tremblingly, trying to push the person away with a bang.

Lu Zhaohe's eyelids were lightly closed, his gaze was lowered, and his thumb rubbed the woman's ruddy and swollen lips.

Suddenly, his body tilted and he fell on the bed first.