"Hello, Mr. Xiao?" Entering the office, closing the door, Ma Tao dialed Xiao Qian's phone. Hot book court
"What's wrong? What did you find?" Xiao Qian's cold voice came through the phone.
"You come to the Blue Moon right now. I have arranged it. Tonight I will break the virgin body of Zhang Er's'Mao' boy." Ma Tao said this with a smug smile on his face. .
"So fast? Are you sure?" It seemed that Xiao Qian on the other end of the phone couldn't believe Ma Tao's words.
"Don't worry, I promise I won't let you down."
"Well, you stare first, I'll be there in ten minutes!"
"Yeah." Ma Tao nodded heavily, and then hung up the phone.
Zhang Er "Mao"? Last time I asked this guy to be a "target" and he ran away. Isn't that guy not good at "sex"? Does that guy really have such a strong willpower
With a sneer on his face, Ma Tao walked to the desk, opened the drawer, took out a bottle of "medicine" water, and "showed" a triumphant smile on his face again. "Even if you are a monk, even if you have practiced "iron shirt, golden bell", I have to break you tonight!"
Putting the exquisite bottle of "medicine" water into his pocket, with a smug smile on his face, Ma Tao went downstairs and walked out of the door of Blue Moon. After a long time a taxi drove over slowly, Xiao Qian got out of the car, Ma Tao took Xiao Qian into the gate of Blue Moon again, went upstairs, and went straight to the luxurious private room on the fourth floor.
"Mr. Xiao, Zhang Er's "Mao" boy is inside, and I have arranged for him a beautiful chick." Ma Tao looked proud, as if he felt that everything was still under his control.
"That's it?" Xiao Qian, who was aside, didn't seem to be satisfied with Ma Tao's arrangement. "What can be done here?"
"According to the rules, it's not possible, but tonight is an exception!" Ma Tao still looked proud.
"What if... What if the guy with a second "hair" is not so good "sex", how strong is his control?" Xiao Qian still seemed a little worried. However, Xiao Qian’s worry is not superfluous. After all, Zhang Er's "Mao" is a man of twenty-five and sixty, and he is still a virgin now. Does this "place" mean that it can be broken if it is broken
"Haha, Mr. Xiao, don't worry for now, even if he holds Zhang Er's "Mao" strong, he can't withstand the "medicine" and "sex" of this thing in my hand!" Ma Tao took out his pocket as he said it. The bottle of "medicine" water dangling in front of Xiao Qian's eyes.
"Powerful Aphrodisiac Essence "Liquid"?" Xiao Qian looked surprised, but this time he "showed" a satisfied smile on his face.
"Yes! This is the strongest aphrodisiac "liquid" with the strongest "medicine" and the longest lasting "medicine" and "sex" on the market. I will put this in the wine later, and then let the waiter give it to The guy sent in, as long as Zhang Er's "Mao" guy gets a little bit, he won't even want to walk out of this private room tonight."
"Good! Good idea!" Xiao Qian "showed" a satisfied smile again on his face.
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After a cup of belly, the mouthful of "Sao" smell is still so awful, Zhang Er's "Mao" is a bitter face; after two cups, it seems that the "Sao" smell is not so strong, and it doesn't feel much. Now, Zhang Er's "Mao" feels a lot easier; after three cups, the "Sao" taste is gone, although it is still a bit astringent, but there is a sense of endless aftertaste in his mouth, and Zhang Er's "Mao" feels accustomed to it. Up.
A bottle of wine, it’s just a drink. This foreigner can really make money. If it’s a foreign wine, it doesn’t taste much at all. Not to mention six bottles, even sixteen bottles I can drink!
With two bottles down, Zhang Er's "Mao" seemed to feel that the taste was not bad. The most important thing was that there was a big beauty sitting beside him, with a triumphant smile on his face. What's this called, beautiful wine lady! Hahaha...
Three bottles, four bottles, five bottles of wine, Zhang Er's "Mao" just feels a little warm in his body, other things... His head is sober, and he even enjoys the taste of this beautiful wine woman!
"Really... Really so delicious?" Zhang Er's "Mao" is proud, but Song Siyi, who is looking at the proud smile on Zhang Er's "Mao" face, is a bit suspicious and "confused", looking in front of him with puzzled expression. Guy.
"Of course, would you also have a glass?" Zhang Er said "Mao" and poured a glass of wine, and then slowly handed it to Song Siyi's eyes.
Song Siyi looked hesitant, but after thinking for a moment, he took the cup in Zhang Er's "Mao" hand and stretched it to his mouth to take a sip. That's right, it's a foreign wine, there is absolutely no fake! Didn't that guy say that it was hard to drink at first? Now what... No, it seems that the guy in front of him wants to play tricks. It is estimated that the amount of alcohol is good. It seems that the six bottles of wine on the table are not enough to get this guy drunk.
"Okay! Since you said it's delicious, let's have six more bottles?" Song Siyi stood up and prepared to go out and ask the waiter to bring in some more drinks, but as soon as he stood up, he was "mao" with little hands. Stubbornly grabbed.
Your mother! There are six more bottles. Do you really want to get Lao Tzu drunk? Do you really want to get Lao Tzu to death? This woman's heart is too poisonous, she is definitely not suitable for being a wife, she is just a lover at best.
"No, no." Zhang Er's "Mao" grabbed Song Siyi's little hand tightly and looked at the other anxiously: "Miss Song, you can't drink anymore, I'll be drunk if I drink anymore, I... I just came to inspect the work. That's it."
"Cut, it's best to get drunk!" Song Siyi's face was disdainful, and he struggled to get rid of his little hand.
"What?" Hearing what Song Siyi said about Zhang Er's "Mao" was a look of surprise. I am, is this woman really trying to get Lao Tzu drunk? What is the purpose of this woman? Oh my god, wouldn't it be that you want to get drunk and just... give yourself a "rap", right
"No... Nothing?" Song Siyi also seemed to feel that he had missed his mouth, with an embarrassed expression on his face. He didn't plan to go out to call the waiter, but sat down slowly.
"Oh." Looking at Song Siyi and sitting down, Zhang Er's "Mao" breathed a long sigh of relief, but at this moment, he felt a little dizzy in his head, his whole body was hot, his chest was tight, and his breathing was difficult... Could this be drunk? Is that the way to feel drunk
"Chaos" and "sex" after drinking? Don't you feel anything? What a "chaotic" method
"Chaos" and "sex" after drinking? How about pretending to be drunk, and then "messy" again, and then see what tricks this woman wants to play
"Another... Another glass?" Zhang Er's "Mao" spoke with a feeling of breathlessness, and the wine glass he held was a bit wobbly, but he managed to pass it into his mouth. "Okay... good wine, who... who will drink with me again... for a drink?"
"Huh?" Song Siyi, who looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" in a muddle manner, was a little "confused" and looked at the guy in front of him with puzzled expression. It was okay just now, how come you are so drunk now! Isn't it pretending? It doesn't look like it! Could it be the problem of this foreign wine? My brother said that foreign wine is the stamina, and it doesn't feel much when I drink it. After drinking, this wine will slowly come out, and it will be too late when I find it!
"Second "Mao", are you drunk?" Song Siyi still looked suspicious and "confused", and pushed the shoulder of Er "Mao" with his hand.
"Yes, I'm drunk." Zhang Er's "Mao", "Lost", "Lost" slurred a sentence, but he regretted it as soon as he said it. Your mother, how can you say that you are drunk? People who are really drunk always say that they are not drunk. How can anyone who is really drunk say that they are drunk
"You... You lied to me! Humph!" Song Siyi also seemed to feel that the guy in front of him was lying to himself.
"Hehe, hehe..." Zhang Er's "Mao" was a smirk, and his mouth slowly stretched towards Song Siyi's face.
"Hey! You... what do you want to do?" Zhang Er's "Mao" mouth stretched out towards his face. Song Siyi's expression was nervous and embarrassed, and his heart was even more nervous "plop" Jumped straight, but didn't avoid the mouth that stretched out two "hairs" towards his face.
Looking at Song Siyi's white face and the other party's "sex" lips, Zhang Er's "Mao" really wanted to bite it on, but after hesitating for a while, he gave up and put his mouth to Song Siyi's ears. Bian smirked: "Siyi, I actually lied to you, in fact, I'm not drunk at all, hehe." After Zhang Er's "Mao" neck softened, his head leaned heavily on Song Siyi's shoulder.
Your mother! It smells so good!
Zhang Er's "Mao" was smug, and his nose deeply sucked the intoxicating scent from Song Siyi's neck.
"Hello?" Song Siyi reached out and pushed his head against his shoulder. "You... what are you doing?" God, isn't this guy really drunk
"It's okay, don't worry about me, it's just... this pillow is a bit too hard."
"Huh? Pillow?" Does this guy use his shoulder as a pillow? This... Isn't this really drunk
"Hello? Are you really drunk?" Song Siyi looked angry and worried, and moved his shoulders, but didn't want that guy to lean on his shoulders. But it's better if you don't move it. The two "Mao" body and head fell straight down and fell on Song Siyi's thigh.
"Huh?" Song Siyi was surprised and worried. He just wanted to stand up, but found that Zhang Er's "Mao" was muttering something in his mouth, so he endured it, lowered his head and listened carefully. What Zhang Er's "Mao" said in his mouth.
"Oh, it's right this time. This pillow is much softer than the one just now, but it's much more comfortable." What is this called? Do you remember a song? 'I fell asleep with your thigh...' No, no, people sang like this:'I fell asleep with your name on the pillow'!
what? This guy actually uses his thigh as a pillow? It was the shoulder just now, but now it is the thigh. Of course it is much more comfortable! Is this the truth after drinking
The angry expression on Song Siyi's face disappeared, replaced by a "yin smile" on his face, and of course embarrassment and shyness. After hesitating for a while, he slowly buried his head and stretched his mouth to the second "hair". He whispered in the ear: "Second Brother Mao, do you know who I am?"
"You? Oh, aren't you Siyi? Oh, no, no, no, I should call you Miss Song."
"You..." Song Siyi looked angry, but at first thought it seemed that what Zhang Er's "Mao" said was really the truth, so he hesitated for a while and asked again gently: "Brother "Mao", you are Don't you like my cousin very much?"
"Cousin? What cousin? Oh, stop arguing, I want to sleep?"
Does this guy want to quibble, don't want to admit it? No, maybe they don't even know who their cousin is. "It's Yang Mengling."
what? So Yang Mengling is Song Siyi's cousin? Song Ziqiang is Song Zihao's younger brother, Song Siyi is Song Zihao's daughter, then... Then Yang Mengling is really Song Ziqiang's daughter! The current Zhang Er's "Mao" is of course not drunk, and of course he can distinguish the relationship between this generation, and of course he still wants to continue to fool the woman in front of him.
"Oh, it's her! She's fierce, just like a man-in-law, who would like her?"
"You..." Listening to Zhang Er's "Mao" saying about his cousin, Song Siyi had an angry face, but after hesitating a moment, he "showed" a triumphant smile on his face.
"What about me?" Oh, how can I ask such a question? His face was red, and it was burning to the bottom of his ears.
"What are you?" Hehe... here, here, it seems that this little Nizi can't help it anymore, she's about to get to the point!
"You... Do you like me?" Song Siyi felt extremely shy, but he still asked.
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