Fan Jianming asked again: "Then last night, did your West Coast club dispatch mercenaries?"
"I don't know!" Junko explained: "I am mainly responsible for providing young ladies here. I never ask about other things."
"Are you the owner of the tea art club, or the lady boss here?"
"Didn't I tell you that night? The tea art club is an industry left by my husband, but I am alone in this world with two children, so I have to find a support?"
"You only talked about Eric at the time."
Junko smiled bitterly: "Because you needed the help of the police at the time, so I mentioned him. If we meet here, I will only tell you that the boss here, Bailey, is my sunny person, not You mentioned Eric inexplicably, are you right?"
It seems that her homework is quite adequate, and her answer is seamless. If Fan Jianming doesn't know how to read mind, she really can't tell that she is not the one who was with him the night before.
Fan Jianming touched her face and asked, "So you volunteered in the hotel, or did Eric let you lure you or me?"
With big bright eyes, Chunzi looked up at Fan Jianming and said, "Eric didn't know when I saw you. I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."
Damn it, it sounds like it's true.
Fan Jianming sneered: "Really? The three boys, one white, one black and one yellow, are all your favorites, right?"
Junko shook his head and said: "That was ordered by the customer. The three of them are regular customers of my tea art club, so I have to bring them over, otherwise, they won't be able to enter here."
Fan Jianming asked again: "You just said that Eric still wants to help me?"
Junko nodded and said, "That's how he told me."
Fan Jianming supported her chin and asked her to stand up: "If this is the case, then you can call Eric over. Remember, don't say I called him over."
Junko nodded, took out his cell phone and dialed Eric's cell phone number, and asked, "Eric, where are you?"
Eric sighed, "Where else can I be? The state has issued a wanted order for Fan and Kimberly, and I am checking with my colleagues everywhere!"
"Are you really going to catch him?"
"Didn’t I tell you? He is now a wanted felon. Only if I am present can I protect him from death. Otherwise, after seeing him, my colleagues will shoot him directly if they don’t agree. Say he is
An extremely dangerous molecule. "
"It's late now, or if you come to the club, I'll wait for you."
"OK." Eric agreed very readily, and hung up the phone at the same time.
From this point of view, Junko absolutely didn't suggest anything to him, otherwise he would not agree so happy, and hung up the phone so soon.
And judging from the content of their dialogue, Junko didn't lie to him, it was obviously that Eric had set up the game alone.
But Fan Jianming still doesn't know if Eric knows that there are two pure sons in this world, and he can't ask directly.
After Chunzi put down the phone, he smiled at Fan Jianming, "He will be there soon."
Fan Jianming saw that Chunzi was full of expectations for him.
Obviously, Oshima Mihui has told Junko all the details of her relationship with Fan Jianming, and Junko can behave like a drip.
And the reason why this strange Junko is full of expectations for him must be that he learned from Oshima Mie that he is rare and powerful in that aspect.
In addition, Fan Jianming found in Chunzi's eyes the scene of doing business with Oshima Meihui that night, but it was only a surveillance video.
To put it bluntly, the experience of working with Oshima Mie in the hotel that day has been secretly recorded.
Fan Jianming was very happy to fulfill Junko's expectations, not to mention that he also wanted to really figure out what kind of existence is between Junko, Bailey and Eric.
Fan Jianming touched her ass, that transparent tulle evening dress not only seemed to be wearing nothing, but also increased the smoothness of her body.
Fan Jianming finally smiled and asked, "Does Eric know about our business?"
"Are you talking about things in the hotel?" Junko shook his head and said, "Of course he doesn't know! But he has realized that I have fallen in love with you, otherwise I won't help you that night."
Fan Jianming smiled slightly. He felt that it was Oshima Mihui who really liked him, and the reason he liked him at the time was because he called Jordan.
For a woman like Oshima Mie, who relies on the club to do skin and flesh business, being able to meet someone who knows someone like Jordan is definitely an important thing to think of.
"Then between Bailey and Eric, who do you prefer?"
Junko explained: "I and Eric are bright, and Berry are dark."
"Have Eric thought about marrying you?"
"He has a wife."
"In other words, if he sees us doing something like that, he shouldn't mind too much, right?"
Junko smiled and said, "Does he mind if I don't care."
"Well then!"
Fan Jianming kissed Chunzi while lifting up her transparent evening gown, running both hands on her body.
At this time, Chunzi had already untied Fan Jianming's belt very skillfully. Like Hu Ying, she suddenly raised a leg and put it on Fan Jianming's shoulder.
I go, one word horse?
Fan Jianming immediately became excited.
Chunzi glanced at Fan Jianming, saw the surprise flashing in his eyes, secretly proud, and thought: I must let you taste, what kind of woman is a real woman!
But after a while, Junko couldn't feel proud.
Just watching the surveillance video, she thought that Fan Jianming was just a long time. She only found out when she really got the job done. No wonder Oshima Mihui had already controlled her emotions very much when she described it to her, but she was still radiant. Flying.
Fan Jianming used the inner alchemy technique, and the huge magnetic force made Chunzi completely untenable in the extreme pleasure, and the street she supported was trembling constantly.
But it can't be bent yet.
Once bent, the angle of the two is wrong.
The feeling of itching and unable to scratch, occasionally scratching, but quickly dodges, makes Junko not strange.
At first, she held back her strength, gritted her teeth and stared at her, then she couldn't hold her back at all, she opened her mouth and shouted desperately.
Every time I yell, there is a feeling of strengthening myself.
Not to mention Junko, even the girl standing outside had an obvious reaction when she heard her yelling.
The girl could hear that Junko was definitely not pretending, she was really incredibly happy.
Her yelling was accompanied by Fan Jianming’s rhythm, and to the girl, it was undoubtedly a war drum on the battlefield. It became more and more cramped every time, making the girl had to clamp her legs and listened to Junko’s rhythm. Shouting, I also enjoyed a kind of unspeakable happiness.
Girls have heard all kinds of women's shouts, but this time is the most special, and what makes her feel the most horrible is that there will always be gaps in the middle of other women's shouting, because men will rest or slow down.
But Junko is completely different.
Forty minutes passed, and she kept yelling at a fast pace. From the girl's point of view, how amazing is Fan Jianming, who is not amazing?
(End of this chapter)