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"Do you think I'm selling things?" Even though her eyes were already blurred, the woman changed her face. She was no longer a drunk little woman, but turned into a deputy secretary of the municipal party committee. "Put down the sword!"

Shaking his head, Deng Hua slowly put the ancient bronze sword on the bar, the two women were stunned, this guy really has a personality.Both of them could see that Deng Hua loved the bronze sword, but still refused to accept Liao Jing's gift.

The two women didn't have much concept of money. The two women who were born without worrying about money never thought that Mr. Deng was entangled in the value of the bronze sword.The two felt that Mr. Deng didn't want to embezzle women's things, which was a sign of a big man.

Liao Jing admired Mr. Deng's actions, and Dongfang Yi said haha: "Forget it, er, Sister Liao Jing, isn't it just [-]% of the shares, just accept it with a smile, what a big deal! Hehehe, so It’s right, otherwise, it’s like giving a lover a gift, hahaha, uh!”

"Dongfang!" Liao Jing was so angry at the half-drunk and half-awake woman, she dared to say anything, and then waved her hand angrily, like waving away a buzzing fly in her ear, "Take it away, take it away, the stock exchange will be fine." The exchange is complete, and I will find someone to deliver it to you later."

Mr. Deng was overjoyed, not because he took advantage of it, but after a few years, the [-]% stake in Guofeng Industry will definitely be more valuable than this scabbard and ancient bronze sword.It's just that it's rare to have such a considerate weapon. Speaking of that jade flute, unscrupulous men are always a little awkward.

The little man personally poured wine for the two leaders. He did this all night, only this time he said from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, sister Liao Jing, I respect the two leaders for this glass of wine, no, I can't talk if I drink too much , two sisters!"

"Hmph, if you say something wrong, you will be fined, uh, three drinks!"

Dongfang Yi simply put her and Liao Jing's wine glasses in front of the man, but Deputy Secretary Liao didn't object: "That's right, hehe, fine wine!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Mr. Deng didn't hesitate while drinking, the strange thing is that the two women seem to have forgotten that the man drank from his own glass just now.Dongfang, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, showed off his bartending skills without changing the wine glasses.

Liao Jing raised the wine glass, admiring the grotesque colors inside the glass under the light, with a trace of sadness on his face: "Drinking and drinking, once drunk, relieves thousands of worries, I advise you to drink more wine, so as to eliminate eternal sorrows for Yi!"

"Sister Jingjing, haha, what a great poem!" Dongfang Yi seemed to be unable to stand still, so she just grabbed Mr. Deng's shoulder with one hand, and breathed out alcohol at the man, "Brat, put down, uh, put down your sword, accompany me Accompany my sister to have another drink!"

At some point, the three of them huddled together on the sofa to fight for a drink. It is true that Mr. Deng has a strong drinking capacity, but the problem is that he met two unreasonable drunk girls.Later, Deputy Secretary Liao didn't talk about the rules and made random cocktails at all, but he drank most of them.If he can still stay awake, then it's not Mr. Deng, but Li Taibai, the Jiuxian reborn!

Even if he was drinking, Mr. Deng still held the ancient bronze sword in his arms, as if he was afraid that others would snatch it away.Dongfang Yi was very annoyed at the man holding the ancient bronze sword: "Hey, let go! If you don't let go, uh, I will confiscate it, believe it or not?"

A man and a woman were fighting for the ancient sword. Liao Jing tilted his head, frowned, and couldn't speak clearly: "Something is wrong. The glass of wine just now matched like this. Now change it, huh!"

A mouthful of alcohol sprayed on Mr. Deng's face, and the latter shook his head impatiently, but he didn't avoid it: "Wine, drink, it's better to drink something simple. If it were me, I would drink that, er, Moutai, it must be six. Ten degrees, that is the wine that men should drink! Women, the sword is the lifeline of a man, don't grab it!"

"Heck! Lifeblood?" There was an ambiguous smile on the woman's face, holding the sword in one hand and pouring wine on the glass with the other, "Since it's uh, it's your lifeblood, then let him drink some too. But uh, top..."

"Moutai?" Dongfang Yi staggered to the wine cabinet, and took out a bottle of Moutai with most of the logo worn off, "Ho ho ho, uh, this bottle is for you, here, my sister and I drink cocktails, you You're a nationalist, uh, then you'd better deal with Moutai!"

The three of them were drinking together, from the dining room to the bar, and then to the coffee table, there was a mess, with wine bottles and glasses everywhere.The three of them finally passed out drunk, and no one cared about their appearance, let alone whether they were in bed or not.Mr. Deng seems to have had a charming dream!

In my dream, I finally realized the dream of an otaku back then, hugging left and right, holding plump bodies with different styles, sizes, soft and hard with both hands, enjoying two bodies that are equally soft and soft.He didn't feel uncomfortable being pressed by two women at all. From time to time, he kissed with his stinky mouth left and right, as if it was Huier on one side and Xiner on the other.

Even Mr. Deng felt that his treasure was being held by a tender little hand, tightening and loosening suddenly.That jerky touch was like Lan Xin's shy appearance appearing in Mr. Deng's dream.The little man's hand began to exert strength, and the lower part was even harder. At this moment, the sequelae of the tonic were fully revealed.

The man's hand enjoys the ultimate touch, and at the same time enjoys the excellent beauty brought by that slender hand.Although there is no excitement like live ammunition, it has a different kind of excitement.Suddenly, the treasures in both hands flung out at the same time, Mr. Deng would not relax, just with his strange hands, I believe no woman can escape!

Two muffled groans, the little hand below who was about to reach the top suddenly wanted to escape, Mr. Deng shouted angrily: "Don't let go!"

While speaking, he held the little hand with one hand and moved quickly. Amidst the super stimulation, a tiger roared, and a wave of shells rushed out, splashing far away.This cannonball burst out, and there was a scream, and the plumpness in her hand could no longer be grasped, a woman struggled desperately to break free!

Almost at the same time, another woman also broke free from the upper and lower restraints, jumped up, and ran away quickly.It was only at this time that Mr. Deng landed from the clouds and let out a breath of happiness. The feeling just now was so wonderful!

The most important thing is the feeling in my heart, Huier has done the same service, but never in front of others, the two little girls are shy!It's normal, after all, Xin'er and herself have never done this in private, this time it was actually in front of her girlfriends.

Mr. Deng was sure that that little hand must belong to Xin'er, and Hui'er's skills had been tested in practice, and he would definitely not give up halfway.Moreover, Hui'er's hands are very strong, and there is always a feeling of tightness. Xin'er's little hands seem to be playing hard to get!

Enjoying the aftermath, Mr. Deng finally opened his eyes after a while, the sky was already bright, and every detail in the room was clearly visible.God!Mr. Deng suddenly found out that this place was actually Liao Jing's Standing Committee building. The little boy suddenly had a huge head. Who was it that was serving him just now?