Jiang Cheng smiled, scratched his head and said, "Isn't this all good for uncle's education?" As he spoke, the red in his eyes flashed faintly.

"Hahaha......" Zhao Gang smiled proudly, reached out and grabbed Xiaolian's ass fiercely, causing Xiaolian to moan, I don't know if it was because of pain or because of coolness.

"Let's go, let's go into the pool!" Zhao Gang ordered as usual.

Zheng Lei was cruising in the outer layer, looking at such an unbearable scene, his stomach was like turning over the river and the sea, such a disgusting scene, he still had to suffer like this, and what was even more unacceptable was that this old ghost came out to have fun, and he actually brought his son with him, and he was indeed a father and son soldier.

The inner layer was covered with mist, Zheng Lei couldn't see any of the situation, after Zhao Gang's group of five people entered, there were only five outlines left, and this outline was also slowly thickened in the mist, slowly disappearing, and then Xiaolian also walked into the mist.

In a few moments, there was a sound of wheezing and water churning in the inner layer, and the music that filled the entire private room could not hide these dirty sounds.

Zheng Lei was depressed in his heart, he looked at all this and quickly disappeared so that he could get out of this dirty place, but the people who were cultivating it were like they had taken medicine, and they were stunned for an hour and did not stop.

Suddenly, a doorbell rang in the private room, interrupting the gasp that was about to soar to the extreme in the inner layer.

A voice with incomparably angry voices sounded: "Who?, so blind?" was Zhao Gang's voice, obviously being interrupted at the last moment, which was an extremely unpleasant thing.

The door was pushed open, and the lobby manager stood at the door and said, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Song is here, I have explained to him, but he doesn't listen......" This manager is a woman, in her early thirties, with a little maturity and a little greenness.

"Don't you remember a little bit of my words?Any reservation for this private room today has been pushed back by one day, today, this place only belongs to Uncle Zhao!" Jiang Cheng said angrily from the mist.

When the lobby manager heard Jiang Cheng's words, he couldn't help but tremble with fright: "Mr. Jiang, I've already ......."

"Mr. Jiang, how have you been doing?" said a handsome-looking man as he walked around the lobby manager.

When the lobby manager saw this person coming over, the expression on her face suddenly became even more frightened, as if she had seen Jiang Cheng's angry look.

"Who are you?" Jiang Cheng said coldly in the mist.

"In Xia Song Yu, a week ago, I booked a private room here, and it was today. Song Yu said unhurriedly.

"Oh, a week ago, I remembered, but today there was a special guest here, so I had to push back your time by a day, Jiang Cheng, I apologize here, ...... tomorrow"

Before Jiang Cheng's words were finished, he was interrupted by Song Yu: "As long as I ask Mr. Jiang to clean up other irrelevant people today, my leader will come over in an hour." ”

"Leader, who can enter the sea-view room is not a leader? You go back and tell your leader that you want him to come back tomorrow!" Jiang Cheng still did not come out of the mist.

Song Yu's brows furrowed, and he said, "Mr. Jiang really doesn't give me this face?"

"I said it, it's your turn tomorrow!" Jiang Cheng's words sounded very tough.

Song Yu's brows tightened: "If my leader gets angry, the consequences are more serious, Mr. Jiang should weigh it first!" His tone was obviously angry, but he still didn't want to tear his face.

"No need, I don't need to measure!" Jiang Cheng said categorically, as soon as he finished speaking, he only heard the sound of hitting the water, and with a bang, a column of water rushed out of the mist and rushed straight to the direction of the door, but instead of hitting Song Yu, he hit a person who was swimming in the periphery.

At this time, Zheng Lei just swam to the position facing the door, and was suddenly hit by the water pillar, and he didn't dare to use any spiritual power on his body, so he flew out with the strength of the water pillar, and fell in front of Song Yu who was standing at the door.

The force was just right, and he knocked people out, but he didn't hit Song Yu.

"You go and send Mr. Song away!" Jiang Cheng's voice came from the mist.

I'm the eighteenth generation of women in your family! You actually beat Lao Tzu out like this! Zheng Lei scolded secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to show anything on his face, and he didn't know whether Song Yu in front of him was really a leader's correspondent, or was arranged by Jiang Cheng to come and test him.

Zheng Lei was still wearing a shrimp uniform, holding a pair of sea forks in his hand, pretending to be sincerely afraid, walked up to Song Yu and said, "This gentleman, why don't you go back first and talk to your leaders about it......"

"How old are you, is it your turn to speak here?" Song Yu glanced coldly at Zheng Lei, who was like a shrimp soldier, and didn't take him in his eyes at all.

Zheng Lei was choked on a sentence and couldn't speak anymore, if he was according to his identity here, he really didn't have the right to speak. Zheng Lei was stunned on the spot for a while, not knowing what to do.

Song Yu stood coldly at the door, a pair of eyes quietly looking at the mist inside, I don't know who moved in the mist, a woman couldn't help but let out a slight moan, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"You remember your words, don't regret it!" Song Yu said as he looked at the water mist.

"Goodbye, don't send it!" Jiang Cheng said arrogantly in the mist.

Song Yu frowned, strode away, and the close contact made Zheng Lei feel that this Song Yu did not seem to be a chess piece arranged by Jiang Cheng, but as if he was really angry.

But Zheng Lei was not sure, until Song Yu left, Zheng Lei and the lobby manager were still standing at the door, not daring to move.

"Your brains are in water, hurry back to your posts!" Jiang Cheng's voice came from the mist.

If the lobby manager was amnesty, he hurriedly retreated, and Zheng Lei also took the sea fork and returned to the outer waters again to play tricks.

While swimming, Zheng Lei didn't know how many times he had cursed Jiang Cheng's ancestors for the eighteenth generation, but at this moment, he dared not speak out.

I have to say that the psychological quality of the three pairs of dog men and women inside is good enough, such a thing has happened, they are still so affectionate, only five minutes after Song Yu left, there was a wheezing sound in the mist again, and it was even more debauched than the bark just now.

Originally, Zheng Lei thought that today's ordeal had come to an end, but unexpectedly, these people were not affected in any way, and started again, which made Zheng Lei depressed from the top of his head to the tips of his toes, and the shrimp soldier hat on his head was almost thrown off by himself.