Feed the tiger with her

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For men to socialize, there are always places like bars and clubs, men's kilns for selling gold, and women's dens of wealth.

Today, Mama Sang was in the backstage. As soon as Lu Yin's name was said, the women in the room went crazy. Who didn't dream of being a star? Hearing that Zhong Jun's Mr. Lu came to their venue, they were all eager to try.

Based on her experience, Mama-san chose the four purest and the four most coquettish, and hurriedly sent them to the box on the roof.

Before entering the door, the bodyguards checked his identity, and after entering, Lu Yin's assistant came up to check again.

On the round sofa, Lu Yin was sitting in the middle, accompanied by several project leaders, men with high status and weight.

The joyful eyes of the princesses glanced wildly for a while, and finally they all stared in Lu Yin's direction.

It's too obvious, who is the absolute superior, you can tell at a glance, Lu Yin drank some wine, his eyes looked lazy after being slightly drunk, and a beam of warm light above his head illuminated him like a golden dome on a snow-capped mountain , expensive and alienated, not like the scenery of the world.

Mom Sang wanted to enter the house to recommend to the boss, but was stopped by the bodyguard.

"It's not up to you."

"Why not, I know these girls best—"

Halfway through the conversation, she caught a glimpse of the headed bodyguard's complexion, Mama-sang shut her mouth, and the door of the private room was open, she tiptoed to look inside, just wanting to see what the legendary Mr. Lu would do.

A gust of wind blows by, and the chill of winter permeates the cold fragrance after the snow, piercing directly into one's heart.

Mama-san is professionally sensitive. When she turned around, she was indeed a woman, and she was a beautiful woman.

"Hey, this one, are you from our club?"

"No." Jian Zhiyan put down her fur coat, revealing her snowy shoulders, fluffy and fluffy, making her look seductive.

Mama-sang is upset, she is not one of her own, and dares to grab business blatantly.

"Miss, not everyone can enter here—"

"Really?" Jian Zhiyan smiled calmly, and raised her eyebrows at the bodyguard at the door. "Can't Jian Zhiyan come in?"

Respect and timidity quickly flashed in the eyes of the bodyguard who was still stern and selfless just now.

Looking inside, men and women were entangled, he hesitated for two seconds, and said to Jian Zhiyan, "Please come in."

"Thank you."

Mama-san looked shocked.

Without squinting, Jian Zhi walked in with swaying steps.

"Mr. Lu."

The audience gradually fell silent, only the background music was playing softly.

Lu Yin was surrounded by women on the left and right, and he didn't even need to move his fingers to receive the beauty's favor. It was a happy moment when he suddenly saw Jane's face descending from the sky.

Lu Yin fixed his gaze for a moment, "Why is Yan Yan here?"

"Mr. Lu, stop pretending. If you didn't agree, would your driver dare to tell me that you are here?"

Although Jian Zhiyan's words were harsh, her attitude was extremely flattering. Seeing her fatal attire, Lu Yin's heart felt like rolling on an iron plate, and she was about to be familiar.

He smiled softly, such a good voice, it was a tacit consent.

From the perspective of others, how dare they imagine that a person like Lu Yin can have such a good temper.

But Jian Zhiyan was used to it, frowning, seeing that the sofa didn't even have a gap, she walked over N's ​​feet, and simply sat on Lu Yin's lap.

The muscular thighs exuded the warmth of a man through the thin fabric of trousers. Jian Zhiyan wore a thin silk wrap dress, which was so silky that she was a little unsteady.

Lu Yin held out a gentleman's hand to support her waist.

If you get cheap, you must sell well.

Jian Zhiyan acted weak and wronged.

"There's not even a place to sit. It seems that Mr. Lu doesn't welcome me."

Lu Yin's brows and eyes were gentle, "How could that be?"

"Haven't I always been open 24 hours for you?"

"I don't believe it, then I texted and called you yesterday, but you didn't answer or answer."

Jian Zhiyan shook her head, her subtle movements moved her body, her slender waist like a water snake writhed in his arms, Lu Yin's breathing became disordered for a second.

Lu Yin held her down and said in a low voice, "You are busy getting married with your sweetheart, so I'm afraid to disturb you."

"Oh." Jian Zhiyan understood like a child.

Turning her head, she looked around at the extravagance, and raised her lips into a smile.

"Now that my marriage has failed, are you happy?"

Lu Yin faced the ridicule directly, with a genuine smile in his eyes.

"Indeed, I am very happy."

Jian Zhiyan licked her lips, fearing that she would not be able to continue laughing, she lowered her head and spent ten seconds to sort out her emotions.

"Let's go, let's celebrate."

After sitting for a long time, the soles of her feet felt numb, Jian Zhiyan took Lu Yin's hand, shook it, and finally stood up.

At this point, the frantic and lively atmosphere in the audience was silenced by Jian Zhiyan's last words.

Why should she come to pry away everyone's benefactor.

The two girls next to Lu Yin, with jealousy in their eyes, looked at Lu Yin tenderly and pitifully for a moment, but there was no one else in Lu Yin's eyes, and without saying a word, he turned his wrist around, led her, and walked straight out.

She was in the front and he was in the back, leaving everyone behind and walking out of the box.

In the brightly lit corridor, surrounded by bodyguards, Xuan He and his party gradually walked away. The man held the woman in his arms, and he could still hear him asking softly, "How about going to the secret base, where there is a bottle of your favorite calla lily... "

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It only takes 10 minutes to drive from the club to the suite. Jian Zhiyan sits next to Lu Yin in the back row of the car.

After all, it is a public space, and the driver is still there, so nothing out of the ordinary can be done.

But after entering the room, Lu Yin's delicate clothes couldn't hold on anymore.

As soon as Jian Zhiyan's hand left the doorknob, someone grabbed her and hugged her with her arms.

The delicate kiss, like a targeted arrow, aimed at Jian Zhiyan's most vulnerable ear.

Her breath sprayed on her neck, it was so hot that Jian Zhiyan subconsciously avoided it, and she shrugged the shoulder on which side he kissed.

Taking advantage of the situation, Lu Yin pulled off the coat hanging on her shoulders, exposing the entire collarbone.

If things go on like this, Jian Zhiyan knows that two clothes won't last for 3 minutes.

"Where is the calla lily you mentioned? You can't lie to me."

Lu Yin's kiss is like a pendulum, it takes great perseverance to buffer the original desire before he can stop.

After a while, he pressed his lower lip against the tip of her forehead, and said lightly with the smell of alcohol.

"It's there."

Jian Zhiyan followed Lu Yin's line of sight, and caught a glimpse of the stacked boxes next to the French windows. The third floor was covered with calla lilies in a patchwork pattern, and eucalyptus flowers and leaves were dotted in the middle, like an exquisite miniature garden.

It turned out that there was a huge bunch of reeds, which had been removed.

The distance was a little far, and Jian Zhiyan squinted her eyes to fully see the brand new arrangement.

She asked: "You knew that I would give in, and I was sure that I would come to you tonight, right?"