Every time he thinks about her these days, what he thinks about the most is that night, her delicate little body was pressed on the bed by him, he undressed her one by one, teased her like a kitten, and carried her weak to the bathroom to wash it up, and went back to bed to see the scene where she couldn't help but ask for it again.
So what he loves most is her body, right?
Finding a woman who is better than her in this regard is undoubtedly the best way to forget about her.
It so happened that the bathroom door opened.
The girl named Xiaorou walked out in a thin pink skirt and walked towards him with a twist and a swing.
"Sir" Xiaorou sat on the sofa next to him, rubbing her body against his arm.
"Tonight."
Xiao Rou held his hand and put it on her lap, looked up at him and blinked, "Let Xiao Rou accompany you tonight, but Xiao Rou is the first time, sir, you will be gentle, okay?"
After speaking, Xiaorou lowered her head a little shyly, and her delicate face was powdered, which was very attractive.
If it were other men, I would have been unable to hold it and press it on the sofa, but he looked at the little girl in front of him, but he felt disgusted for no reason.
He withdrew his hand and looked at the front side expressionlessly, "Do you have a hood?"
"What" The little soft looked up at him aggrievedly.
He got up and walked to the side of the bed, took the thin quilt on the bed and threw it on Na Xiaorou, "Cover it with a quilt, I don't have much interest in your face." ” Na Xiaorou took the quilt, although she felt aggrieved in her heart, but she mixed a lot in the song hall and heard a lot, some men have special hobbies, such as only liking a woman's feet, or a certain part, and they are not interested in others at all.
But this did not affect the man in the slightest to take over the woman and give her endless glory and wealth.
So she didn't feel aggrieved anymore, nodded her head flatteringly, and then walked to the bed with the quilt in her arms, and wrapped her whole head with the quilt.
The little soft wrapped her head and was about to hug her to the bed, when the man's strong arm grabbed her arm and pushed her onto the bed without tenderness.
Instead of hating, Xiao Rou felt a sense of subjugated comfort, and knelt up busily, shaking her body with her back to him, "Sir, um, hmm" He stood on the edge of the bed and looked at the woman on the bed. doesn't look at a woman's head and only looks at her body, obviously she is better than that woman who has no conscience.
But damn it, he didn't even have a primitive reaction at all Why is this happening Could it be that he can't do it at such a young age?
This thought humiliated his male dignity, and his face was extremely cold.
He was reluctant to accept this idea, comforting himself that he had not reacted for the time being because he had not been in contact, so he unbuttoned his shirt with a cold face, intending to save his dignity in actual combat.
When he unbuttoned the third button, the cell phone on the coffee table rang.
He was a little irritated, but walked over anyway.
Answering it, the voice of his butler Greta rang on the other side of the phone.
"Oh my God, it's not good, young master, young master, I promise this is not my personal concept, even if God he knows, he will think that this is a terrible thing, it shouldn't be" "To the point, two sentences."
Gretta: "Oh, he just wanted to go into more detail, little by little.
Greta was afraid that the young master would be really angry, so she had to express what she wanted to say in the shortest two sentences, "Big young master, our poor Miss Becca, Miss Becca she has a fever" oshow7 t1706231537: