Rose of Heaven

57

Shen Xingchen's nightclub has a lounge specially prepared for Tang Tianyu and such special guests, and the decoration is no less than that of a five-star hotel.

The warm yellow light at the head of the bed reflected a corner. Tang Tian and Ping were lying on the bed, facing the side glass window. Chen Xingyan couldn't see whether he had closed his eyes or not.

But it doesn't matter.

It's better for such college students to handle it.

Chen Xingyan swayed her slender waist and walked to the bedside. Her white fingers picked up a wet wipe from the head of the bed and took it off. Starting from his angular jaw line, it was light and slow, slowly rubbing against his neck.

Tang Tianyu  throat knot rolled twice, sticking out against the weak skin, and Chen Xingyan could clearly feel the vigorous steaming heat belonging to the boy.

It's really young.

She hasn't had sex with a boy of this age for a long time.

The two hardest things in the world, one is a diamond, and the other is the meat stick of a 20-year-old boy.

Chen Xingyan's legs are soft and bones. From a certain angle, this boy really looks a bit like Cheng Yaosi. I don't know if he is the same as Cheng Yaosi when he has sex.

The boy on the bed moved and realized that someone was helping him wipe his face. He raised his hand and touched the side of his neck. His hot palm covered the back of Chen Xingyan's hand, and Chen Xingyan almost moaned.

Tang Tianye turned his head, and his confused eyes gradually regained clarity, but his reaction was still a little slow. For example, the beautiful woman in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her.

"Are you?"

The vocal cords after being drunk seemed to roll around on the sandstone, which was hoarse and deep.

Chen Xingyan smiled charmingly and was gently stroked by the finger he grabbed in the palm of his hand: "Is it important who I am?"

Without waiting for him to say anything more, Chen Xingyan picked up the cup next to him with the other hand and came to him: "Do you want to drink water?"

There have always been princesses in Chen Xingchen's nightclub, and their quality is quite high. Maybe he felt that he needed it and made arrangements without permission. Tang Tianhe's first thought of was refusal. Although he was not a dedicated boy, he was not promiscuous, especially insensitive to those who came out to sell. But at this moment, Lin Jingmo's face swayed in front of his eyes, and he swallowed back the words that had asked the woman to leave.

When Lin Jingmo left, he looked at her wearing wide men's spare slippers on her feet and went out without looking back. His depression was hard to get rid of. After a while, the ghost went downstairs to turn over her pair in the trash can.

I have never done such a stupid thing in my life.

And what did Lin Jingmo do again?

An hour later, his online payment received a sum of money, noting the medical expenses. It was obvious that any unscrupulous should draw a line with him. Not long after, Li Huaisheng (another boss of the former club) called him and asked him if he was going to hide in the golden house and not let Lin Jingmo come out to work.

Tang Tianyu realized that Lin Jingmo  resigned. Through him

What the little uncle will say to her, he can even think of it with his toes. The little uncle won't do that kind of old-fashioned thing to take money and let women leave, but he will never allow a girl to swing between his nephew and other men, which he is not surprised. It can be said that he just wanted to borrow his little uncle's mouth to ask her.

But the result was a headache for him.

Although Tang Tianyu was not as ostentatious as some rich representatives, he was also proud and conceited in his bones. He couldn't accept that he was ruthlessly abandoned by Lin Jingmo.

Anger, bitterness, puzzlement, all emotions were finally dominated by unwillingness.

But this makes Tang Tianyu  feel ashamed.

What's wrong with you? Like a resentful woman.

As Cheng Yaosi said, does he still lack women to like? Without Lin Jingmo, someone else rushed over immediately.

Just like the one in front of you.

The intention is written on that face.

Tang Tianhe decided to let it go.

His eyes were examined and examined by the goods, and this kind of goods was expected to bring him happiness, and Chen Xingyan got the interest in it.

This is a signal of acquiescence.

He raised his head and drank water from Chen Xingyan's hand, but the woman didn't force it. Her hand shook, and half a glass of water poured on him.

"Oops." Chen Xingyan shouted delicately, "Sorry, sorry."

She took out a few pieces of paper, pasted it on Tang Tian and his chest to wipe, and lifted his clothes in a panic to wipe his abdominal muscles without water marks at all.

The fingertips swam gently along the convex curve, reached the edge of his trousers, and was held down.

Chen Xingyan raised her eyes and looked at Tang Tian for a few seconds, and then drew her neck close to his face.

After all, Chen Xingyan is a first-line artist. Needless to say, her appearance has been carefully cared for by various high-end medical beauties over the years, and there is nothing wrong with her face.

Sleeping with a woman with this kind of appearance, Tang Tianhe is absolutely not a loss.

But, but.

The smell of perfume on her body is too strong.

The makeup on her face is as delicate as armor.

She had put the lips on his mouth, which were soft enough, but the moment he opened his mouth half, he tasted the chocolate flavor that belonged to lipstick.

Lin Jingmo doesn't seem to wear lipstick?

He has never tasted this kind of essence on her lips.

Always fresh and sweet.

Chen Xingyan was immersed in the boy's breath. She closed her eyes intoxicatedly and stuck out her tongue. The next second, her whole body was suddenly pushed away. He was very strong. Chen Xingyan squatted on the ground. Before she realized what had happened, she only heard the boy on the bed lying on the edge of the bed and vomit.

??

Chen Xingyan sat there for five seconds before moving back after smelling the sour vomit.

What is it?