MTL - Young Master Quan, How Have You Been?-Chapter 1 Drift across the sea to sleep you
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The bright moon hangs high, reflecting the vast sea.
The waves were surging, and a cruise ship sailed from the sea level. The ships laughed, the lights were brilliant, and the moon in the sky was dim.
Shen Shenxue slipped out of the singing and dancing hall, holding the skirt in one hand and the high heels in the other, briskly shuttled through the light and shadow corridor, like a butterfly under the moonlight.
"Lilith, Lilith! Boss Fu wants to ask you to dance!" Agent Moni shouted at the edge of the hall, his voice quickly drowned in the sound of music.
Shen Shenxue cat was on her waist, avoiding Moni's sight, quickly went downstairs and ran to the guest room area.
This is the private cruise of Boss Fu. Every time I go to the sea, it is full of the most extravagant aristocrats and the most beautiful stunners in Mocheng and its surroundings. It is a veritable "ecstasy cave" and a "sea that never sleeps".
As a famous star in Mocheng, Boss Fu invited Shen Shenxue many times, but she refused.
This time, she finally agreed to the invitation and dressed on the cruise ship, but she ... wasn't for dancing with him!
As Shen Shenxue ran, she quickly scanned the room numbers, 419, 419, where ...
The cruise ship's guest rooms are not as regular as hotels, but are weird like a maze, the lanes are staggered, and even the room numbers are arranged in disorder.
After looking around, she gasped slightly, sweat beads from her forehead, her eyes drifted wildly, and Yu Guangli suddenly glanced ... found it! No. 419!
Shen Shenxue took a deep breath and pushed open the door.
As soon as the door opened, an air of ambiguous and ambiguous breath came to his face, and the man's depressed gasp sounded in his ear.
There were no headlights in the room, only a dim floor lamp was on, allowing her to barely see the person in bed.
Shen Shenxue threw her high heels by the door and approached the King-size water bed step by step.
The man was wearing a high-end custom black suit, his hands were tied back with his back clipped, and he was lying on the side of the water bed. From the tall nose and thin lips, we can see how beautiful the face covered by bangs is.
Shen Shenxue jumped heartily, her hate wrapped in sourness.
Since that incident four years ago, she thought that she would never see him again in her life, but she did not expect that she would take pains to exchange for this reunion.
She couldn't let him go wrong, after all he was ...
At this time, the man was flushed, breathing heavily, and rubbed with irritation on the cold water bed. This appearance was obviously given a powerful Chun medicine.
"Quan Shi." Shen Shenxue looked down at the man on the bed, shouting his name, his voice was like a cold jade.
Hearing the woman's voice, the man's breathing was a little heavier. He barely pressed his desire to burn all over his body, turned his head, and showed a stunning face.
"who are you?"
Quan Shi's face was condensed, her eyes were wary, apparently she no longer had a slight impression on her.
However, his flushing complexion and hoarse voice made him say anything at this time, which brought his own aphrodisiac effect. Any woman standing here would not help softening her legs.
Unfortunately, it is not any other woman in front of her.
Shen Shenxue leaned down, stretched out her slim fingers, and untiedly resolved Quan Shi's belt.
"Am I? I'm yours ..." Her eyes were clear, her red lips slowly bloomed with coldness, and her words spit gently, like alms.
"Savior."
Among them is "Misty Night", an extremely potent Chun medicine. If it is not remedied, then it will abandon the offspring and descend from it. In the other, the blood vessel bursts during torture and dies.
At this moment, he was paralyzed and **** in such an unknown room, waiting for his end. It is conceivable that Shen Shenxue was his savior at this time, without exaggeration.
"Oh?" Quan Shi raised an eyebrow and let her fingers move slightly awkwardly. He licked his dry lips, and his hoarse voice revealed a unique arrogance. "Are you consecrating to me? Untie the rope, I Then ... as you wish. "