"Cowherd?" Tang Mengying was wearing a mask, so her expression could not be seen clearly, but the corners of her lips were raised as if she was mocking and ridiculing him, and she said, "You mean, you don't want to do it with me?"
Before Master Zhao could say anything, Tang Mengying's hand had already reached him. He was so scared that he shouted loudly. Master Zhao closed his eyes and screamed.
Tang Mengying laughed sweetly, her voice as clear and pleasant as a bell, "Look at you, you are so scared, why don't you want to do something so comfortable? Come on, we are all adults, you were very excited just now, weren't you?"
It was just now, but...
After seeing her face, he lost all motivation.
Tang Mengying sensed his rejection and chuckled, but her eyes became colder and murderous: "Since you don't want to, I have no choice but to..."
Master Zhao looked resigned to his fate. He turned her over, pressed her against the edge of the bed, lowered his head and tore off her clothes, then closed his eyes resignedly.
Tang Mengying squinted her eyes and enjoyed it.
Young Master Zhao felt like crying but couldn't even cry. It would be embarrassing to tell others that a grown man like him was raped by a woman. This...
But if you ignore her face, this woman is still very nice.
After it was over, Mr. Zhao lit a cigarette. For the first time, he felt that a woman's body was so fascinating.
The water in the bathtub continued to flow, overflowing and splashing onto the floor.
Tang Mengying rode on Master Zhao, suddenly chuckled, pressed his shoulders, and pushed him under the water.
Young Master Zhao just thought she was joking with him and didn't take it seriously.
But suddenly, she pushed his face under the water, and Mr. Zhao immediately felt a surge of crisis.
As I was struggling to get up, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my neck.
In an instant, the pain penetrated my throat and every nerve in my body.
Young Master Zhao struggled frantically, the pain in his throat becoming more and more intense as the air passed away.
Tang Mengying watched the bubbles gurgling up happily and couldn't help laughing excitedly.
The blood dyed the entire bathtub red, dyed the entire bathroom red.
Even Tang Mengying's body was covered with red marks.
Young Master Zhao's struggles became weaker and weaker, and finally, he lay in the water, his eyes rolled back, his face full of despair for the person on him and fear of death.
"That's great," Tang Mengying lowered her head and kissed him lightly on the cheek, "You and Li Sicheng have the same birthday, otherwise do you think you can sleep with me? Now that you're done, go die."
He stood up, washed his body slowly, wiped his hair unhurriedly, got ready, and walked out of the room calmly.
After going downstairs and taking a taxi, this sexy and hot beauty quickly disappeared into the night.
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The twins’ birthday is today, and the old house has started preparations early in the morning.
The old man knew that he didn't have much time left, so he tried to do everything he could for his children and grandchildren himself.
He picked out cake patterns for Dasu and Ersu. Dasu liked cheese and Ersu liked strawberry, so the old man simply combined them into one, making it a cheese and strawberry cake.
When the plane landed, it was already past two in the afternoon.
Several children woke up on the plane, feeling very energetic. They jumped off the plane and returned home cheering.
The bodyguards came back with the luggage, and Li Yaoqin Shuhua and his wife came back with their grandchildren.
(End of this chapter)