Republic of China Female Prostitute x Chaebol's Second Young Master (5) [H]

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The horn of a car sounded outside the iron door of the bungalow, people opened the iron doors, and the black and shiny car slowly drove in. The two headlights were like the eyes of a lion.

Wu Weilun got out of the car without delay and walked towards the bungalow.

Entering the door, he took off his coat and gave it to the person next to him, and looked around. But he did not see the familiar person.

His eyebrows were slightly furrowed and his expression was tense. Wu Weilun pursed his lips and asked, "Where is Ms. Liu?"

"Went to the post office." The person who knew her whereabouts quickly replied.

"Why did no one tell me?" He came back a little earlier this morning, not to guard the empty house. If he knew that Liu Zi had gone to the post office, he would go directly to the post office.

"Aunt Mei followed, and only walked for a while. I originally planned to ask someone to tell the young master, but I didn't expect the young master to come back soon."

In this case, there is no other way.

Wu Weilun sat on the sofa, tapped his fingers on the table, took a sip of tea, and waited silently.

Waiting for half an hour.

Outside the bungalow, a familiar voice from the car came. Wu Weilun rubbed his index finger, put down the tea cup in his hand, and leaned against the sofa with his legs folded.

As soon as Liu Zi and Aunt Mei walked in, they got the news.

He has been waiting for a long time.

Aunt Mei looked at Liu Zi. Liu Zi's always indifferent face still had a faint smile at this time. There was joy in her eyes and that joy, as long as anyone with a discerning eye, could see clearly.

"Master is waiting for you." After she said this, she didn't follow up.

Liu Zi knew everything in her heart, still carrying a small handbag in her hand, and stepping on the floor with her low-heeled shoes, crisp and sweet.

Wu Weilun and Liu Zi had a face-to-face meeting, and he realized that she was different today.

The indifference and uncomfortableness seems to melt away. Although the joy in the eyebrows is not obvious, the feeling of the whole person is different from before.

There are still a few days before the dinner, and he hasn't seen her so happy like this.

Obviously, this joy is not because of him.

The smile on Wu Weilun's face couldn't go on, and he felt inexplicably upset. he wanted to know what caused her emotional fluctuations.

"Second Young Master, you are back." Liu Zi smiled softly, her indifferent eyebrows softened, her voice was quiet and beautiful, and she was refreshing.

Wu Weilun stepped on the leather shoes and walked over, put his hands in amusement, and asked: "Where have you been, I am so happy today."

The smile on Liu Zi's face immediately narrowed, and she explained: "Go to the post office and get some letters from my family."

Wu Weilun raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips, lowered his head, picked up the flowers in the vase, put them under his nose and sniffed: "I thought you had no family anymore." According to Liu Zi's personality, only by coming from a big family can she develop this kind of temperament.

But if it she is a young lady from a big family, how could she be reduced to being a night escort? The definition he had made earlier would be overthrown so easily.

Liu Zi slowly sat on the sofa and put the small bag beside her: "Liu Zi's parents are indeed gone. It's fate, and I have been nurtured by my adoptive parents, so that I can survive till this day."

Wu Weilun had a smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking. If she was really fate, how could she be sent here.

Liu Zi understood his disdain, her eyes were calm and there was no wave: "Besides, in this world, I think Shao Wu should also know that not everyone can have a good time."

Even if they were born in wealthy families, there are so many rich ladies who are forced to deal with men. The young lady born to an unfavored concubine is not as stylish as a woman in the night field.

In this world, without strength, you can only wait to be beaten.

Weak and small will not be pityed by others.

Only by becoming stronger can you gain a trace of respect.

Wu Weilun nodded, put the flower down, and sat next to Liu Zi. He stretched out his hand and broke Liu Zi's face. Looking at the beautiful face that recovered from sadness or dislike, an evil fire surged upwards.

When he felt it came, he didn't want to suppress it, he held her head with his palm, pressed forward, and kissed her lips.

Liu Zi's original softness has now become a thorn.

She didn't resist, she just bore it plainly, and her emotional eyes were now completely deserted.

Here again, it's such a sense of powerlessness again. The more Wu Weilun kissed, the more dissatisfied Liu Zi made her compromise. Her joy and happiness had nothing to do with him.

This sense of alienation dissolves the goodwill built up during this period of time.

He felt that the irritability hidden in his heart became stronger again. His big hand stretched toward the base of her thigh, pushing the cheongsam up, and pressing her straight on the sofa.

Liu Zi was pushed down unprepared, and fell heavily on the sofa, even though the sofa was soft, she gave a muffled snort.

Wu Weilun tugged her ankle and pulled her under his body. With his fingers, he dexterously untied the plum button on the cheongsam. In a blink of an eye, a large piece of smooth, white and tender skin was exposed.

Although the sky is dark, there is still some light.

The bulging chest on the delicate body and the slender waist were completely exposed. The cheongsam is half-covering her, her makeup is a bit messy, but still beautiful. The visual impact is fiercely acting on his nerves.

Wu Weilun held his breath and glanced fixedly. The fire in his heart and the fire in his body were both erupting. To Liu Zi's calm and nonchalant eyes, the thoughs that he originally wanted to leave her alone were chattered.

Pulling her by the waist, he turned her around, pouting her round buttocks, and stabbing her with that hard cock without any foreplay.

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