The wolf president is too fierce

"Well, I see." Lei Luo responded lightly, and took a last look at the flirtatious woman on the phone, ended the video, sighed, stood up, shook off the long pajamas, and then moved away.

Why do you want to sigh?

When he thought of facing the routine method of internal strength cultivation, he felt dull.

The maids selected by the wolverine royal family are all beautiful, coquettish, enthusiastic, and unrestrained, and they have also undergone strict training. They are all proficient in bed matters. Which method can make His Highness feel the best? Which posture is most likely to interest His Highness, they are all well versed in this.

But Lei Luo just felt that it was too boring!

All the maids stood in the corridor, and when they saw Lei Luo approaching, they all bowed their knees silently. Lei Luo was escorted by several royal guards like an emperor, passing through the corridor and the long path. There were countless rooms, and I went around and around, and finally stopped in front of Chunyu Pavilion.

"Your Highness, please."

The old housekeeper opened the door, and Lei Luo walked in with his neck held high.

"Your Highness..." Inside, several maids who were as charming as spring water and crabapples, all naked, bowed to Lei Luo.

"Hmm." Lei Luo snorted lazily.

Opening his arms, a maid immediately came over to take off his pajamas, and his strong and healthy body was exposed to the air.

All the maids were intoxicated, and their breath was chaotic.

Lei Luo looked at the eight maids indifferently, and nodded casually, "You, and you, and you."

The three women who were handpicked immediately smiled and leaned towards Lei Luo tenderly.

The other five people all quietly retreated in annoyance.

The three maids all used all their abilities to tease His Royal Highness, kissing, touching, rubbing...

Lei Luo was lying on the bed, flipping through a magazine, unaware that it was such a big name.

If it wasn't for the purpose of supplementing my skills, this twice-weekly nonsense would really be too boring!

His majestic figure is so perfect and alluring. It is obvious that every muscle has swollen, and even the lower part stands upright. His Highness just didn't move at all, and made the three maids turn red and drooling.

There happened to be a photo of Zuo Musen in the magazine. Even though he was wearing sunglasses, Lei Luo recognized him immediately. Isn't this man the one who had dinner with An Jinmi?Immediately thinking of An Jinmi, thinking of An Jinmi, it is natural to think back to the way she was being bullied by him with her limbs clamped. Immediately, that is, the first second thinking of that scene, Lei Luo had a strong appetite. The great weapon immediately jumped violently a few times, and when the three maids didn't understand what happened, Lei Luo jumped up, shouted, fished out a maid, held it down, and stabbed fiercely.

In Chunyu Pavilion, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmh

Afterwards, when Lei Luo was lying in the luxurious hot spring soaking, he still couldn't help slapping the water fiercely in annoyance.

"Shit! Why does that bitch always appear in my mind?"

The sex/joy just now was more hearty and violent than usual, but it made Lei Luo despise him even more.

Because...he couldn't help imagining the maid under him as An Jinmi!

If it was someone else, they would have sent someone to check An Jinmi's information.

On the contrary, Lei Luo is terribly rational.

The more this kind of person can break through his rational defense, the more he tries to avoid him. No matter how much he wants to meet again in his heart, he would rather never see her again for the rest of his life.

Suppressing desire/desire is equivalent to strengthening one point.

But the world is always so unpredictable.

When the milk grape Apra fell ill, Lei Zhengyuan died and dragged him to the headquarters for a meeting with An Jinmi.