Greedy pleasure

Yan Xiaomi shook her head quickly. Of course she wasn't interested, so what Shu Chiye meant was to let others go in and shoot?

She blinked twice, turned around and stared straight at the opposite room.

He was about to sit down on the chair by the window, but was suddenly stopped by Shu Chiye.

In the next second, he sat down on the chair, and she fell into his arms, watching his actions in astonishment.

"Just this chair, or you stand?" Shu Chiye raised his eyebrows slightly, his face tensed.

She was a little uncomfortable, but she was lazy and didn't want to stand and watch the show, so she didn't move in his arms.

Suddenly, two women in overalls poured out of the corridor, swiped the card at the opposite door, and went straight in.

Because the distance was too far, Yan Xiaomi couldn't see clearly. She laid her hands on the window sill, and her short sweater was pulled by the net.

The waist was looming, and the curve of the buttocks was straight and full. This posture made Shu Chiye's throat tighten.

But the woman in his arms stared at the other side seriously, without any tendency to do so, so he had to endure it.

The two waiters tossed about in the opposite room for about five or six minutes before they came out. One of them took out a hidden camera from his pocket and handed it to Yan Ke.

Yan Ke came to the door and was about to knock on it, but the door was suddenly opened from the inside. Yan Xiaomi smiled and reached out to him, "Thank you Assistant Yan!"

"Miss Yan, it's better not to be too happy." After Yan Ke said this meaningfully, he handed the invisible camera to Yan Xiaomi.

Then he closed the door again, and the light in the room dimmed again, but Yan Xiaomi didn't care, and fiddled with the camera.

I didn't know how to do it for a long time, so I had to hand it over to Shu Chiye, "How do I get this thing?"

Shu Chiye took it, took out the phone from his pocket, and took another cable to connect the phone to the invisible camera.

The screen shot by the invisible camera on the mobile phone was rewound to the screen where the two waiters had just entered the room, and they clicked to start playing.

Yan Xiaomi leaned over, bent slightly, her chin almost touched Shu Chiye's shoulder.

Bright eyes stared straight at his phone.

As soon as the two waiters entered the door, they saw Wen An sitting in the living room. Wen An looked very surprised, and asked in a panic, "What are you doing?"

"Sorry, ma'am, we are here to promote the night service, do you need it?"

"Night service?" Wen An said incredulously, "Do you still provide this kind of service here? Is it your hotel's service or your private service?"

While speaking, she walked to a bedroom and tapped twice.

The movements were very subtle, as if they were careless, but they were still caught by Yan Xiaomi.

The waiter explained that the hotel does not have this kind of service, and they provide the service privately.

"It's just nonsense!" Wen An looked at the two with contempt, "You just casually entered the guest's room, believe me or not, and I complained?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am, please don't complain, we are also forced by life, we will leave now..."

Speaking of the two waiters gesturing to leave, the door of the bedroom opened at this time, and the moment the door opened, a man could be seen lying on the bed through the crack of the door.

The one who came out was Shen Yingying, with spots on her neck in a nightdress with suspenders, and her eyes were blurred. It was obvious that she was still in the mist one second, and came out the next second.

"What are you doing?" Her tone was very bad, because she was angry because a good thing was interrupted.

The two waiters explained again, and then came out after being scolded.

"This is too perverted." Yan Xiaomi took a deep breath, and Wen An let Wen An relax in the living room when they went to bed?

This level of caution has reached the point of perversion, so there is no movement?

Across the door, I still know what the people inside are doing...

How did Wen An sit on the sofa and play with his mobile phone so calmly! ?

She couldn't figure it out, and when she regained her composure, her bright eyes moved slightly, and suddenly bumped into Shu Chiye's black pupils.

Only then did she realize that her chin was resting on his shoulder, and as she turned her head slightly, the tip of her nose touched his side face.

He stared at her, put his phone away with a slight movement of his fingers, and in the next second clasped her head with his backhand, pressing her lips down.

Yan Xiaomi was standing behind him, her body was unstable when he held her head down, she instinctively put her hands on his shoulders, that posture was beyond her imagination.

But the feeling was also better than she could have imagined. The lingering and gentle kiss gradually became turbulent, and there was only the sound of each other's breathing in the quiet room.

She was a little softened by the kiss, and struggled to push him away, but he leaned down and hooked her slender waist, forcing her to sit on his lap.

In the dark, his movements were hasty and hurried, completely ignoring that her bottoming shirt was about to be torn out of shape.

Her body was pressed against the wall, and the only remaining reason made her unable to help but speak, her voice was hoarse and charming, "Go back."

"It's right here, the sound insulation over there is not good." His voice was hoarse, and the faintly suppressed wildness was about to explode.