Good Morning, Dear

The atmosphere is deadlocked!

Don't leave the balcony alone. Cheng Qingyao sits alone in the big bed. They ignore each other and challenge each other's psychological bottom line.

At the same time, niulangding came to the beauty salon, paid the money, took a bath, changed his pajamas and wore a mask... Then he followed the Commissioner inside. The wine smelled on the road, the music sounded loud, and the sexy beauty rubbed her shoulders with graceful posture

Niulangding can't help feeling that he is also selling himself to serve the gold owner. Why is his working environment and working partners so low? There is no luxury, no groups of beauties, no well-trained specialists, no... I can't help wondering who is the owner of the beauty Museum?

The outside world knows the beauty salon, but no one knows who the owner of the beauty salon is!

He turned to ask the Commissioner, but when he saw the Commissioner's serious face, he didn't dare to ask, and swallowed his words. Forget it, don't ask. AI wanwan asked him to come here to inquire about Cheng Qingyao, not about the owner of the beauty salon.

If you ask something unnecessary, it will be troublesome!

"Sir, according to the rules of the museum, I can only take you here. You can walk alone the rest of the way, turn left at the end, and a commissioner will scan the code to open the door and take you into the beauty hall. The beauty hall is a special place for individual guests. There are many beauties and gold owners in it. You can choose slowly. The beauty with a red card on your chest is the beauty without owner tonight." The Commissioner knew that he was the first time to come, and the introduction was particularly detailed, for fear of neglecting the gold owner.

Niu Lang Ding nodded and carefully worded across the mask: "if there is something I particularly like, can I wrap the night?"

"Yes!"

"Can I have a new year?"

"Bao Nian?"

"Well, Bao Nian, I want to keep a double for my first love."

The Commissioner suddenly understood: "you can keep it. Just sign a long-term agreement before keeping it. After keeping it, the beauty you keep can only be called by you. No matter what time, you can be on call."

"How many beauties have been kept in the museum for a long time? What is the general price?" Niu langding's cunning and traceless clich é.

The Commissioner didn't find anything wrong and answered every question: "all the gold owners who come to the museum want to come to the museum to play fresh and exciting. They rarely choose the long-term maintenance mode. The long-term maintenance mode costs high and is easy to get tired. After getting tired, the maintenance fee doesn't return or turn. If they don't get good money, they will lose their money, so the gold owner will think twice."

Niulangding nodded to understand. He wanted to ask again and didn't ask again. He was afraid of asking too many mistakes. Walk down the aisle, turn left at the end, see the Commissioner sweep the yard to open the door, and then the Commissioner inside will lead the way.

However, as soon as he entered, he really opened his eyes!

If he was amazed by the whole journey just now, everything in it was really unique... Luxury, intoxication, eroticism, corruption, drunkenness... He felt that all the words were not enough to describe the pornographic men in it... Some beauties wore bathrobes, some beauties wore three-point style, some beauties were naked, or rode on the gold Lord's legs, Or stay in the arms of the gold Lord, drink and have fun, and have boundless ambiguity... More, the gold Lord and the beauty in twos and threes are playing a game of competition to see who has a longer time... And the turntable game

The beauty stood on the turntable with her buttocks pursed. The turntable turned slowly. The gold master stood under the turntable, also naked, and then attacked with a gun. If a straight gun is inserted into the body of any beauty, the beauty can be carried away by the gold Lord.

I have to say that niulangding was amazed. I feel that the gold Lord here can play well!

"Would you like some wine, sir?"

A single beauty leaned over on his own initiative. He trembled and looked around. He saw a beauty naked, with skin like frozen snow, black hair pouring down like a waterfall, and falling on her body as black as black and white as white. Without looking at your face, you are suffocating. However, this kind of beauty hall can be found everywhere.

feel stifled!

I feel so ugly. If I want to come in as a beauty, I guess I can't even step in the threshold!

"Sir..."

"What kind of wine is good to drink?" the beauty looks young and shorter than other beauties. She must have a bad business. Niulangding takes care of her business and plans to start with her.

The beauty was really happy. She took him to the wine area and recommended a bottle of mid-range red wine of about 10000. The price is not expensive, but the taste is good. If the gold Lord didn't order the wine himself, the beauty would recommend the wine, which can protect the gold Lord's face and get a commission.

Niu Lang Ding does not mean the cost, he opened the wine and talked with the beauty, and found that the wine was good. He ordered a bottle of Baijiu with high number. Then, fill the beauty with wine. When she drinks too much, she rolls into the room and begins to do it.

Once, it took two hours!

The beauty was so tired that she rolled her eyes and lay on the bed.

The cowboy also called the Baijiu to drink with her, and drank her dizzy turn, that is what to ask what...

meanwhile.

Mo Li stood on the balcony and didn't see her coax for a long time, so he gave up confrontation with her, turned back to the room, stood by the bed and looked down on her with deep eyes: "Cheng Qingyao, I always know you have your own opinion and that you are cruel enough. However, there is no word 'divorce' in my marriage. If you insist on divorce, I'll give you my life."

"Don't leave..."

"You have the right to divorce, and I have the right to manipulate myself. I can't control you, and you can't control me. That's it. Sleep." he sat back in bed, turned his back to her, thought it was wrong, and turned to hold her in his arms.

Cheng Qingyao has his own opinion, that's right. If you are cruel, you may not. Her heart hurt more than him when she filed for divorce. Hearing that he was going to change his life for marriage, her heart hurt nowhere. Holding her in her arms, she wanted to resist at the bottom of her heart, and she never held him back.

His body was stiff, but he held it tighter and closer. His hot breath rushed to her neck and flowed into her heart. Her heart melted little by little, and went to the edge of collapse little by little.

"Yao Yao!" he suddenly uttered a low voice, which was anxious, helpless and painful. Her heart trembled fiercely, resisted all collapse, her body stuck to it tightly, and her left hand hugged him tightly: "I'm sorry, don't leave, I'm sorry!"

Mo Li didn't open his eyes and didn't speak. The whole face was buried in her neck. Tears flowed wantonly. He was so scared, really scared, afraid that she would be cruel to the end, and afraid that no tenderness could melt her.

not so bad!

not so bad!

There's still hope!

He held her tightly in his arms with a thick nasal voice and said slowly, "don't talk about divorce. I either don't marry or I'll marry for a lifetime. I can find a girlfriend at will, but I won't find a wife at will. Finding you is the result of my careful consideration. There's no children's play. You should also remember, don't leave, don't leave, one person all my life."

Cheng Qingyao's heart was sour, her eyes were sour, and she sighed deeply: "my first man is not you, and my child's biological father is not you. I don't know why you are so persistent?"