Doting on the Masked Wife

Ananda almost forgot what to say for a moment.

Although he is a man, and a man with absolutely normal personality orientation, although his identity is the president's bodyguard, he is in a daze at this moment.

I can really understand those women who are so captivated by the president's charm that they forget everything. He really has this magic power.

Murong Lie raised his slender and deep eyes, and a light that seemed very faint but extremely cold flashed by. Ananda was shocked, and was suddenly brought back to his senses by the president's cold gaze.

"What's the matter?" Murong Lie said lightly.

He had long been accustomed to his own magic power, so he didn't intend to punish Ananda who was restless and sweating coldly.

"Report to the president," Ananda bit the bullet and reported what he didn't like to hear to Murong Lie, "The head of the Edson family has sent someone again, and it is said that he himself will go to China later, in order to persuade You go back to England with him."

As expected, Murong Lie's dark eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

An indescribable chill radiated from around his tall and tall body, Ananda knew it would happen every time, but felt helpless.

What's worse, if the chief executive of the Edson family really came to China to beg for nothing to see the president, because of the president's hatred for the Edson family, if he gets angry, he will be in bad luck? !

Ananda sighed inwardly, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

——He is really, really afraid of the president.

I'm even more afraid that the president will be angry!

But unexpectedly, Murong Lie didn't say much, just gently lifted the corners of his bright red thin lips, and sneered: "Whoever comes, let him go!"

With just this sentence, he strode out through the luxurious gate with his slender legs.

Ananda froze for a moment, and quickly followed.

When descending from the second floor, there were faint gasps of men and groans of women in the dark stairs, each of which was more urgent and more intolerable than the other.

Ananda looked up, and it turned out that a man and a woman in the dance hall downstairs were in hot physical contact, and the fire was ignited. They didn't even have time to go to the room, so they rushed to the dark stairs and pulled down their trouser chains. The indulgence of the flesh began.

Ananda felt a little regretful, he should have asked the president to go to the private elevator and come out directly from the back door.

"Uh... ah, ah..."

The sound of physical collision and sexual cries became more intense. A man and a woman in the corner of the stairs had obviously entered a fever pitch. Alcohol, hallucinogens and the stimulation of stealing, these two people were already happy to the peak It doesn't matter if someone walks by.

Even Ananda, who had seen everything by the president's side, blushed a little.

But Murong Lie didn't even lift his eyelids, he turned a deaf ear to the passionate shouts and physical clashes, raised his slender hands, casually tugged at the unbuttoned collar, and continued to walk down the stairs.

"What a handsome man..."

A girl who seemed to have just taken a pill giggled, staggered and stumbled over while holding on to the handrail, and stretched out her hand to Murong Lie who came down the stairs, wanting to throw herself into her arms.