If I didn't love you

Think about it. What professional ethics will the waiter with the money have? He doesn't care who you drink. As long as you send it in, you can finish the task. It's a beautiful job to get 10000 yuan easily.

In the staff lounge downstairs, the young man who changed into a suit of fashion to get off work smiled at his colleagues, "a fool came to the top floor today. If the people in that room dare to provoke her, she will make up her mind. Now the ladies are really hard enough. They can't sell at a young age. They still want to be Rong nanjue. Cut and laugh to death."

Qiu Huan wants to die!

"Let me go first. I'll find you an antidote right away."‘ On the surface, Qingtian is a high-level formal place to refuse "pornography, gambling and drugs". Everyone familiar with it knows that in private, it is just more arrogant than elsewhere.

Qiu Huan just wants to escape from this room now. It's a big deal that she lives in another place!

It's disgusting. Forget it.

"No antidote." The man with a hoarse voice stared at the side face of the man in his arms and guessed her purpose of doing it herself. Under orders? He has nothing to do with the southern tycoon's family. Coupled with her reaction at this time, he hesitated and became more and more agitated.

Or does she want to pull herself down and discredit herself?

After thinking about it, the man's endurance has reached the limit and his whole body is aching.

Since she drugged herself, she had to pay the price.

"Ah..."

Push Qiu Huan onto the wall, pull off the bath towel, and the man leans up, which makes Qiu Huan resist tenaciously in order to avoid his hand. When it is fierce, he takes the opportunity to press on her back.

The most primitive movement to vent anger is going on, alleviating the discomfort in the body. Men can't care about the cry in their ears.

In his mind, he was punished by her hands and feet, and he was very beast.

Too beautiful feeling, too wonderful taste, too ecstatic.

The humiliation of being backward is the most humiliating day of Qiu Huan's life.

He was inexplicably eaten and wiped clean. He couldn't catch anything at hand and his face was still close to the wall.

Qiu Huan thought angrily in his mind that if the dead man didn't let her see his face, she would see it.

A hard struggle, a rush, and the tearing of ghost fighting exacerbated the ambiguous charm of this ripple. It was more like an invisible aphrodisiac. He held the person in front of him tightly. The man severely bowed his head and bit the little woman's neck.

He has a desire to destroy everything that is too deadly.

Especially for himself, he knows the fatal things.

Such a tangle of clouds and rain, the man knew that the little woman not only ordered him to be obsessed for the reason of efficacy.

The scarlet blood flowed down Qiu Huan's thighs to the ground. When the man saw that the water would disperse the red, his heart tightened.

Anyway, Qiu Huan was not angry.

But when Qiu Huan turned and saw the man's face, his heart calmed down and burned an uncontrollable flame again, "you... You fucking..."

The man pulled Qiu Huan and wiped her mouth with his big hand. "If you eat shit, you won't talk well?"

Qiu Huan was angina pectoris. "I ate you!"

He glared at the man with an unrepentant look. Qiu Huan wanted to kill now. The more he wanted to kill, the more angry he became. He jumped up and jumped on the man. Qiu Huan stretched out five fingers and grabbed it at the man's face.

The gorgeous five blood marks left on the man's face, calm and endure the tingling of the sweat flowing on the wound because of the exercise just now. The man shut up and went to the flower shower to wash himself clean.

Qiu Huan understood in his mind that he was innocent, but

"Give me the money!"

The man's face was frozen, and his eyes, which others could not see clearly, were stained with cold ice.

Where can Qiu Huan care about the pain? She has always been strong.

The body can be lost, but the dignity can't be lost!

"Do you hear me? pay! Great director Yan, can't you even afford this money? " Qiu huanhong has eyes. What a fucking grievance! Why is she so unlucky?

Yan Guangyao didn't really think about what to do after the incident. At this moment, he heard that she took care of herself for money. In this case, Yan Guangyao blacked his face and squeezed his words out of his teeth, "what are you talking about? Say it again. "

Qiu Huan shouted at the top of his voice, almost yelling out the depression in his heart, "you can't give me money to mend the membrane!"

Yan Guangyao's dark face was even colder.

What's in your head? What was she thinking?

Yan Guangyao turned around and stopped paying attention to her vexatious behavior.

He just thought that she would treat him as a whore and ask him for money. If so, he can kill her.

Yan Guangyao had an epiphany. Why would he be angry because of her behavior? He is always cold-hearted, not such a person.

In the private room next door, the longer the time, the more uneasy the scheming bitch is. Although Lord Rong has been playing, his expression is not the expression that people with traditional Chinese medicine should have!

In Qiu Huan's room, Yan Guangyao was ready to go back to his room without looking back.

But out of the bathroom door, he thought of something and stopped.

Half an hour later, Qiu Huan came out of the bathroom decadent wrapped in a bath towel. In the living room, Yan Guangyao was neatly dressed and had a cigarette in his hand.

Qiu Huan calmly walked up to him and stretched out his hand, "give me money and mend the film."

Yan Guangyao clenched his teeth and didn't look at her. "I'll marry you."

Qiu Huan took a step backwards, "ha?"

Qiu Huan's tone

"You don't want to?" Yan Guangyao frowned.

Qiu Huan opened his mouth. "Why should I?"

Yan Guangyao was silent. For this, he said it after careful consideration. What he can think about is either a national event or a major plan for the people's livelihood. Yan Guangyao is very angry about whether she dares to be a little woman or not.

Qiu Huan's next words made Yan Guangyao want to strangle himself and the little woman who said anything.

"Why should I be willing to marry a rapist?" Qiu Huan didn't think there was any problem with what she said, so she was confident.

Yan Guangyao's eyes turned red. He tried to choke Qiu Huan's desire. He closed his eyes tightly, and his temples jumped in pain.

It must be unpleasant to see him like this. He was wrongly placed. The fool of the scheming bitch made a fool of himself, which made her unhappy and broke her body in advance. What a fucking fuck!

"Well, don't give it if you don't give it. I did a good deed that day and did a good deed!"

Qiu Huan walked past Yan Guangyao's eyes and went back to his bedroom.

She doesn't know how bad she is.

After several deep breaths, the green tendons on the back of his hands were beating rapidly. Yan Guangyao suddenly got up and went into Qiu Huan's bedroom.

"Why? The medicine is not strong enough? " Qiu Huan was wiping his hair with a towel and asked the man who suddenly broke in.