Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

Late at night, the snow rustled and fell.

The luxury suite of Sheraton Hotel is fully lit, which can illuminate every corner of the room.

Men's suits and shirts, women's coats and bras were thrown under the bed one by one.

On the bed, the opposite men and women of CHIGUO are another attractive scene:

A man's skin is pale wheat, healthy and drooping. It has a thick eyebrow, a bold nose and a clear outline. Even if his eyes are closed tightly and his thin lips are light, it is difficult to hide his handsome appearance.

Although the woman kneeling on the man looks tall, she still looks green. She has long lazy hair and beautiful face. Her snow-white carcass / body is pasted on the man's strong chest.

"Ye'er, you have to hurry up. We have to finish taking photos and put the room card back in Liu Cheng's pocket, or we'll die!"

Wearing a baggy vest and a ponytail, Zheng Ling stood by the bed, holding a camera and stamping her feet to urge Ye Er.

Ye'er said helplessly, "it's quite cooperative."

Zheng Ling held a SLR camera. "With a fart, have you ever seen rolling / bed / single hands protect your chest?"

Seeing that Ye Er couldn't let go, Zheng Ling teased the "model" in a humorous way with a professional photographer: "invest in it. You have to think that such a big handsome man is loaded by you. You have to think about how to sleep with him. Moreover, he is such a big man. You make money when you sleep with him."

Ye'er thought that he had thought clearly before he came. He didn't want to set up any memorial archway for himself. Now he is hypocritical to show the ghost.

At this point, the heart cooperated with the camera, put his soft chest close to the man, put on a posture that can be regarded as seduction and confusion in the imagination, and joked, "I want to sleep with him, but it's a pity that I took the wrong medicine. I shouldn't give him illusion / medicine, but spring / medicine with stronger sex."

The nervous sweat wet Ye Er's hair, and this effect makes people daydream that it is the product of affection.

Zheng Ling continued to spare no effort to distract Ye Er's attention by teasing, but the work of taking photos still didn't stop, "since it's magic / medicine. Then you have to do everything possible to fan / annihilate him. Don't be merciful. "

The trembling pink lips gathered on the thin lips of men's sex and sense, pointed a little, and motioned the photographer to press the shutter. After hearing the sound of "click click click", Ye Er knew and completed a group of seemingly exciting and emotional photos.

"If I were the one who was given the magic / medicine today, it would be very likely that the fan and annihilation case would be established. Even if I wanted to fan and annihilate him now, he would lie like this and have no tools to commit the crime!"

Ye Er then pulled the pants that he and the handsome man hadn't taken off. He pretended to be helpless and smiled, indicating that he was willing to do it and couldn't catch it.

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In March, Haicheng entered the season of willow catkins flying all over the sky.

The most upscale place of Haicheng sauna is "King Qin Palace".

Ye Er, wearing the uniform bathrobe of the female guests, sat down opposite Jiang Zhao in a shirt and suit. He thought of another sentence, "civilians and businessmen don't fight with officials!"

There is a laptop on the marble tea machine in front of him. He leans lazily against the leather sofa, with a handsome eyebrow lightly locked and a serious face staring at the screen. The handsome outline exudes a strong masculinity. That attitude is very arrogant and hard to approach at a glance.

But God made him handsome again. The black suit is a high-grade cut that can't see the brand. It's mature and domineering on him. Let his handsome face show a sharp breath.

Although it was three months later, Ye Er was still worried, but he thought about what he was afraid of. Now this man has something in her hand. Are barefoot still afraid of wearing shoes?

Ye Er's long hair burns a lazy roll and appears to be more mature than his actual age. His sitting posture is that his two legs are slightly tilted together, his hands are properly placed on his legs, his back is straight, and he doesn't speak first. He seems very cultured.

Jiang Zhao's eyes moved away from the computer screen and looked at Ye Er. The corners of his mouth took a slightly ironic arc. His voice was mellow and thick, and his language was narrow. "Miss Yunda sits so dignified, which makes me mistakenly think you want to make a good impression on me."

Ye'er knew that Jiang Zhao had a great mind, so he took photos and changed the sheets at that time, and then deliberately waited for three months.

When we meet in the sauna, her things have been deposited. He doesn't have to worry about her against him.

From Jiang Zhao's not changing the men's bathrobe, we can see that the high-level officials in this place have a lot of relations with him.

However, there is no turning back!

"Of course, I meant to be a good citizen." Then he looked at Jiang Zhao. The slightly flat apricot eyes were not as lovely as the positive apricot eyes, but with a cunning strength, "I hope you can give me a chance."

Jiang Zhao pushes the computer in front of ye'er, and a picture of AI Meiyan / with cartoon bed / bedding as the battlefield appears in front of ye'er. Ye'er knows that he is looking at the picture.

But his eyebrows and eyes remained unchanged and his tone was calm, "Miss Yunda. I said on the phone that I went to your house and had a relationship with you, but I was never used to spending the night outside except on business."

His eyes narrowed slightly and hissed, "even though Miss Yunda is beautiful and has a hot figure, I am deeply infatuated with it and can't extricate myself. No matter how heavy the taste is, it can't be heavy enough for people to stand next to me with a camera weighing several kilograms and then flash it for me to record." Jun's face suddenly smiled and asked coldly, "tell me, where was this picture taken?"

Ye Er's heart thudded. Jiang Zhao's confident and calm momentum flustered her, but she didn't dare to squint. She was afraid of losing her confidence and being seen through by the other party.

She naturally knew that Jiang Zhao didn't praise her for her beauty and hot figure. He just wanted to make a mockery of her. He didn't like her.

She felt that she was not facing a person at this time, but a sword, an ancient sword, excellent bronze, exquisite patterns, noble provenance, amazing value and pleasing to the eyes.

But you dare not hold the handle and pull out the sword. You are afraid that once the sword comes out of its sheath, you will kill the person holding the sword with a heavy murderous spirit.

"I want to make a deal with you!" As soon as the little face lifted, he forced all his self-confidence to the crafty apricot eyes, looked steadily at the man opposite, and didn't dodge for a moment.

"For the grandeur of the cloud!" Jiang Zhao didn't ask, but let Ye Er pull her leg again. She suddenly felt that she was too tender.

"Yes!" he said

The man's language was contemptuous. It seemed that he just asked casually, "what conditions?"

"Commute his sentence!"

Jiang Zhao stared at ye'er and wanted to see a guilty heart in her eyes, "or outside prison? Or change the sentence from 20 years to 15 years, and then release it in 10 years, five years, three years, and another year? "

Ye Er's tiptoe slightly trembled unconsciously and couldn't stop. At this time, it's like being locked into a black house. People around are saying that your feet are bleeding, your ears are broken and your eyes are blind, but you know nothing except the other party's voice. You don't know whether the other party is an enemy or a friend. Do you want to save you or kill you.

Jiang Zhao's eyes were direct at first, and then became more and more fierce. Ye Er took a breath and thought, "if you don't help me, I'll spread all these photos! I don't care about fame. It's a big deal! "

"What evidence do you have that the man in this picture is me?" Ye Ergang wants to explain, but Jiang Zhao doesn't give her a chance.

He leaned forward and squinted slightly. The dangerous breath oppressed ye'er, and his tone began to be aggressive. "With half of my lips, a man who always closed his eyes and has been loaded under his body? Eyelash? Half a nose peak? With my so-called bad taste, when I like to be with women, I need a professional photographer to record it next to me? "

"At least Miss Yunda comes from a rich family. Don't you have at least the ability of logical thinking? What are the elements of such photos? What good light source is needed in the room to produce such an effect? Or does Miss Yunda want to cooperate with your friends of "spirit photography" to give drugs to people in order to achieve the purpose of extortion? Can't blackmail and then want to spread yin- dirty photos? Miss Yunda wants to visit nearby in prison for many years. Does she have to use such an extreme way of self destruction? It seems that your nine year old brother has been able to be independent. Otherwise, how can you think so? "