The Neon Tower

That evening--

"Let's continue drinking!!!" After driving Yuhan out of Haoyang's room, Zhen Rong felt that there was no one here who could threaten his prestige, and became even more arrogant.

"By the way, there is a fine wine called 'Tianxiang Qibuzui'. It has a fragrant aroma and a mellow taste, but..." Xiaoxiangyu has been watching Zhen Rong's hand on Haoyang's shoulder, and there is already a faint danger on his body. breath.

"Just what...? Brother Yu."

"It's just that this wine has a slightly higher alcohol content, which is different from ordinary wine. Drinking a cup will definitely make you fall asleep within seven steps, and you won't wake up even if there is a thunderbolt."

"Xiaoxiangyu...don't..." Haoyang wanted to continue, but was restrained by Xiaoxiangyu's stare.

"Ha! My son...in fact...don't believe it, the world...there is such a...good...good wine. Brother Yu..."

"Yes, Mr. Zhen..."

"Can you let me, my lord... have a taste?" At this time, Zhen Rong was obviously seventy percent drunk.

"Okay." Xiaoxiangyu took out a small wine bottle from behind and poured a glass for Zhen Rong.

Zhen Rong drank it all in one gulp, the wine was really cold and sweet, with a mellow taste: "Good wine...is this 'Tianxiang Qibuzui'?"

"Exactly."

"Good!!! Wonderful!! The Neon Building... It really is a wonderful place!! The most beautiful oiran, the most mellow wine!! Good!!!!" After finishing speaking, Zhen Rong kept his head straight Xiao Xiangyu quickly caught him and kicked him onto the bed.

"Hey, can you be gentle? That's the son of the Prime Minister."

"I've been here for so long, and I've been caressing my daughter-in-law all the time, can you take it easy this time?" Xiaoxiang Yucheng impatiently kissed Haoyang's lips, and thrust her tongue straight into the other's mouth, domineeringly sucking the sweet body fluid.

Haoyang was suffocated by the kiss, his body softened, and he could only grab Xiaoxiangyu's arm to barely support him.Xiaoxiangyu carried him to the long table, swept everything to the ground, and pressed Haoyang to continue the invasion.

"Here...here?" Haoyang panted, his legs had already been separated, and the situation was out of control.

"The bed was slept by that guy, where is he not here?" Xiao Xiangyu untied her trouser belt intently.

"What if he sees it?"

"I told you, after drinking 'Mizongsan', I couldn't wake up from the thunderstorm. He didn't know when it was over." After successfully untying the belt, Xiaoxiangyu caressed Haoyang's face affectionately: "He just now ...Where did it touch you? Let me clean it up for you."

"what--"

The two limp bodies overlapped on the table, Xiaoxiangyu kissed Haoyang's forehead, and stood up straight.Haoyang's flawless figure was displayed in front of Xiaoxiangyu's eyes, and he was fascinated by the wonderful texture, especially the traces on the body that bloomed like plum blossoms, it was simply a masterpiece.

"It's a masterpiece..." Haoyang sat up weakly supporting his body with his arms: "Your things are all over me."

It was only then that Xiaoxiangyu realized that there was something she had just sprayed out around the waist of that beautiful body, and she lowered her head and smiled: "For my husband, I will clean it up for you." As she said, she hugged Haoyang in her arms, and when she hugged her tightly , I felt something was wrong and paused.

"What's the matter?" Haoyang was so frightened that he hugged his neck to maintain his balance, and then asked surprisingly.

"No..." Xiaoxiangyu thought, is this guy eating well recently?Or am I beyond my powers?

"Oh... I even forgot that you are no longer the heroic and mighty left forward who used to carry a hundred-jin steel gun to kill the enemy every day. Now you are just a pimp. It is normal for you to lack strength."

Haoyang suppressed a smile and wanted to go to the ground by himself, but Xiaoxiangyu pushed him back to his original position. When Haoyang leaned his head back on the solid arm, he saw Xiaoxiangyu's face darken: "Dare to underestimate your husband? But Impressed?"

Haoyang suppressed a smile, closed his eyes and nodded, obediently lay in Xiaoxiangyu's arms, and was carried into the wooden bucket in the bathroom by him.

When Zhen Rong woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day, and the upper and lower floors of the Nihong building were busy with business matters for the evening.Only he and Haoyang were left in the room. Zhen Rong felt a sharp pain in his neck and waist, and then looked at Haoyang again. . .Seems to understand something.