Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Pei Qiqi felt that he was going to die.

So hot, so uncomfortable...

In the long and luxurious hotel aisle, she ran desperately barefoot, breaking the light reflected by the crystal lamp.

In the quiet space, only her gasping and the messy footsteps behind, the men are so close that they can catch up with her at any time.

She tugged at the neckline of her skirt uncomfortably, and her hand was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

The neckline was pulled a little, and a breath of coolness came in, making her more comfortable...

But it was not enough, she wanted more.

"Chasing here!" A rough male voice sounded in his ears, his voice was very close, mixed with some rough words.

Pei Qiqi shook his groggy head, but his body slowly stopped--

She can't run.

With his back close to the door of a room, a small black dress on the skinny body has been pulled to pieces, and the long black hair is scattered messily on the white shoulders, making the thin shoulders even worse. Crystal clear.

Guazi's small face was embedded with exquisite facial features. At this time, her thin, rose-like lips were tightened and trembling slightly...

Thrilling beauty!

She can almost imagine the end of her being caught.

With a sneer on the ugly face of the stepmother, she personally sent her to the bed of that bad old man.

"Pei Qiqi, you are destined to lose money and raise you. This is your only use!"

She was almost desperate, her small face was covered with an abnormal blush, and her eyes were wide open.

She can't escape...

But at this moment, the door behind her was just concealed, and a force made her quickly fall in.

And the door, as if autonomously, closed again, and the thick door shut all the footsteps outside in another world.

Very quiet, very quiet...

She fell on the soft carpet, even though she was dizzy, she could still feel that it was very, very, very luxurious.

The European-style design, from furniture to decorations, is luxurious to the extreme, and all are famous products.

The eighteenth-century Ryukin vase she has on hand is worth twenty million...US dollars, not to mention the paintings on the wall...

But these are not as good as one-tenth of the handsome man who is half-leaning on the sofa. The snow-white yukata is loosely put on his body, the neckline is slightly open, and the delicate collarbone can be seen. Up, it is a perfect face. , Coldly, without a trace of popularity.

At this moment, the noble man put his forehead with one hand, as if he was asleep, but he was faintly drunk.

Pei Qiqi felt that her body was getting hotter. She was almost possessed by a demon, and she walked straight over it uncontrollably.

Instinctively told her that he had what she wanted...

She couldn't help but knelt halfway in front of him, her fingers trembling to reach the collar of his bathrobe, her little mouth also leaned over, kissing him almost erratically...

There is no reason, only knowing that he can relieve her and no longer be so painful.

Those deserted eyes suddenly opened, and the owner of the eyes subconsciously wanted to push her away.

But when his fingers touched her, they landed on her little face. The beautiful touch made him change his mind again and clasped his hands on her shoulders...

Her lips are very fragrant and soft.

The kiss deepened slowly, until he became impatient, he pressed her under his body with force...

The night is long.

The night was dripping with sweat, mixed with alcohol and male hormones, it was painful and messy...