C6 Affection and panic

Mu Yi Chu didn't like wasting words with others. He walked in front of the qipao girl and tore off the mask without saying a word.

The flag-robed woman tilted her face and glared at him. "Are you satisfied?"

Mu Yi Chu saw a large amount of black bruises on the woman's face, extending all the way to her chest and neck. He could clearly see it from the bathrobe he had torn off. Mu Yi Chu immediately felt a little sorry. He didn't want to reveal the pain and secret of others. He just.

"I'm sorry." Mu Eichenna said. Although he loved to play with women, he had never been violent towards them. In his eyes, a woman's body was a work of art. is used to caress, kiss and feel the beauty of life. Not only did they relieve his physical addiction, but they also made him feel warm and happy. The nights when he roamed about in their bodies made him deeply feel the reality of his life.

He reached out and tried to touch the terrible wounds. However, the qipao girl dodged.

"Get out." The qipao girl said coldly. She had never been able to look him in the face.

Mu let go of his hand and walked out of the bathroom in silence, without any artificial consolation or explanation.

He knew that some encounters had emotions that people just wanted to take care of by themselves. This was an experience that every adult had. As such, he quietly withdrew.

Without wearing any clothes or using a towel, Mu Chu lay on the bed of KING-SIZE with his whole body naked and wet. The feel of the silk quilt was very soft, like the skin of a woman. His unsatisfied addiction began to rise again.

When the qipao lady came over, he would comfort her. Mu Yi Chu thought. Sex is the oldest and most effective stimulant and effective drug for dealing with low and painful emotions.

However, Chu Feng would never have thought that the qipao lady wasn't like what he thought she was doing in the washroom. She was staring at herself in the mirror with a creepy smile.

Those injuries would have shocked anyone who saw them. People are used to relaxing their vigilance and feeling sympathy for the weak. This seemed to be the best weapon for the weak.

She reached out her hand and touched it. The waterproof effect was really good.

She lowered her head, opened her bag, and began to undress. In the open bag, besides a pile of cosmetics, there were also a lot of electronic equipment and small supports.

Tonight, it was a very long night.

"Tick —" The doorbell suddenly rang.

While he was thinking about who it might be, Mu Yi Chu was looking for a bathrobe in the wardrobe to put on. But before he could fasten his belt, he heard a series of muffled voices.

First footsteps. Then there was the sound of the door opening, followed by a deep male voice — —

"Hello, this is the red wine you called."

"Thank you."

Mu Yi Chu loosened the belt that he hadn't tied properly. His expression was quite joyous.

When the qipao woman came in, Mu Yi Chu saw two wine glasses gracefully hanging in her hands. Then he saw that she was wrapped in a turban like an Arab woman, with a veil hanging over her face. He changed back into his qipao from the white robe. The camouflage clothing has the flavor of "half covered face with arms."

What did that say? Imagination is the best experience. So the face you can't see is the most beautiful face.

Mu was in high spirits as he admired the woman in front of him. A woman with a high EQ who understood how to make people feel comfortable was much more advanced than a woman who only knew how to act like a spoiled brat and act like an idiot. However, men needed to experience before they could appreciate such advanced skills.

Drunkenness is the best opening to the affair. The two of them indulged greedily in the darkness. Alcohol fermented slowly in the intertwining bodies. The sweet fragrance of ripe fruits filled their panting and muttering. What could be more intoxicating than this?

"Pa ~ ~"

As the matter between the two was getting more and more complicated, the Qipao girl turned over and leapt to try to grasp the rhythm and initiative of the game. No one knew who hit the window light switch.

Mu Yi Chu, who was lying on his back, felt the sudden light and reflexively closed his eyes. He blinked several times before he got used to it.

Mu had long since discovered that the presidential suite was extremely interesting. The mirror was everywhere. On the left was a large mirror. The ceiling was also a mirror.

Mu Yi Chu's unfocused gaze turned to the top of the wall. A straight and upright woman was reflected in the mirror, imprinting her gaze on Mu Yi Chu's eyes.

It was Bai Zhongning again. Compared to her smile … Mu Yi Chu was so shocked that he turned his head away.

However, he still couldn't escape. Bai Zhongning also appeared in the big mirror on the left. With both hands pressed to the mirror, she seemed ready to reach out and pull herself out of the mirror at any moment.

Mu Yi Chu pushed away the woman who was sitting on top of him and struggled to stand up. What he saw now were overlapping shadows.

The qipao woman's voice seemed to come from somewhere very far away, "Hey, what's up now?!"

He looked at the mouth of the woman who had Zhang He's illusions superimposed on his own. He felt as if something was amiss. Bai Zhongning's figure was also moving around.

Mu Yi Chu felt dizzy. He wanted water. He stumbled out of bed. It was like stepping on cotton. He lost his balance and fell to his knees.