"Baby, continue?"

The sexy low voice was wrapped in a bit of hoarseness, and the hot breath spurted down, ripples on the woman's delicate collarbone.

Lu Yang subconsciously raised his slender neck, his peach blossom eyes like weaving mist.

The man's warm lips brushed against her forehead, kissed her eyebrows, cheeks, red lips, and finally came to her sensitive auricle.

Lu Yang's heart felt numb and his whole body felt weak.

The electric current spread along her limbs and bones, burning her blood, and she trembled: "It feels uncomfortable..."

"Do you want it?" The man smiled evilly and rubbed the corners of her lips in an ambiguous manner.

He suddenly squeezed into her fingers domineeringly and interlocked with hers, his hot breath lingering on her face: "Call me brother, and give it to the baby."

"Not a drop is left, okay?"

The man rubbed her lips with his seductive voice.

"Brother, give it to me..." Her eyes were misty and blurred, and the ends of her eyes were covered with a lustful red color. He almost made her cry.

Lu Yang, who was sleeping on the sofa in the bar, suddenly opened his peach blossom eyes. The crescent-colored cheongsam was wet with sweat and clung to his back, outlining his slim and curvy figure.

Lu Yang raised his head in discomfort as his hair stuck to his slender and graceful neck.

It's fatal.

I'm having an erotic dream.

That's all, I actually dreamed of him...

And he... seems pretty big there! Ahhhh! What on earth is she thinking?

Lu Yang rubbed his hot cheeks.

At this time, my best friend Shen Jihuan came over. Her charming face was covered with exquisite makeup, and she was so beautiful that she turned into a demon.

“To be successful in life, you must have all the fun~~”

The romantic prodigal Shen Jihuan stretched out her jade fingers, flipped the broken hair on her forehead, and flirtatiously curled her lips: "Lu Xiaoyang, there are many new top male models here tonight!"

Lu Yang: "...not interested!"

Shen Jihuan: "???"

Lu Yang usually gets more excited than a rabbit when he hears this. Why is he withered like this now?

Shen Jihuan cast a wink at her and smiled sweetly: "Believe me, this thing tonight is the most beautiful thing in the world. The Adam's apple, the abdominal muscles, and the waist will definitely make you fascinated."

"Compared with that one, I'm not inferior."

The two of them knew who she was talking about.

Lu Yang's eyes flashed with a charming smile, and his eyebrows were raised lazily: "Sister, I don't want to kill flowers with my own hands today, I'm not in the mood."

The eldest princess of Beijing, Lu Yang, is a cool beauty. She is dressed in a cheongsam that is so charming that all the nobles in Beijing fall under her skirt willingly.

But Lu Yanglang returned to Lang and never did anything deviant.

Shen Jihuan smiled lazily at the end of his eyes: "What's wrong, my eldest princess? Men can't arouse your interest anymore?"

Lu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, but said nothing.

There is always a premonition in my heart that he is not dead yet.

Shen Jihuan narrowed his eyes, glanced around Lu Yang's face, and said with a smile: "You don't look too good, I have to give you a good refreshment tonight."

"You guys, stand still and let us parents and princesses choose carefully." She clapped her hands, and a group of top male models wearing boxer shorts and showing off their figures filed in.

Lu Yang leaned lazily on the leather sofa, raised the ends of his eyes casually, and lightly opened his red lips: "It's vulgar and ugly."

The male models looked embarrassed for a moment.

They are all top male models with sexy figures and are called stunners.

In Lu Yang's case, it was just a vulgar thing.

"Shen Xiaohuan, I think you wanted to become an immortal when you were a human being. Does such a thing deserve to be called a stunning beauty in the world?" Lu Yang curled his lips and snorted.

The beautiful face in his memory flashed before his eyes, and even if there were more top male models, Lu Yang would still find it boring.

No one can compare to him.

"That……"

Shen Jihuan's eyes flashed, and his slender jade finger suddenly pointed at a certain location: "There is a wealthy young man who has flown in 9999 red roses and is waiting to confess to you. Do you want to watch the excitement?"

ha?

Confess to her?

Lu Yang raised his peach blossom eyes and squinted, then twitched his red lips into a sneer: "With red roses and a pink suit, which house's peacock will open its tail at night?"

Shen Jihuan smiled with his eyes raised: "The Wen family who just squeezed into the top ten wealthy families, the wealthy young man who fell in love with you at first sight in the bar and invited you to a Rolls-Royce, do you remember?"

Lu Yang pinched his fingertips, put it to his lips, blew a breath, and sneered: "The international face is universal, and it looks like the one at the car accident scene."

It's so ugly, I'm afraid she might get a needle eye!

At this time, the lights in the bar suddenly dimmed, and a cluster of lights hit the center of the dance floor and fell on Wen Chen.

Wen Chen was wearing a flirty pink suit, sitting on a stool with one foot low to the ground, playing the violin, and looking at Lu Yang affectionately.

Lu Yang didn't even bother to look at him, he was so sleepy that he yawned.

Even Shen Jihuan raised his eyebrows speechlessly: "He is indeed a greasy and trustworthy man. Fortunately, my brother doesn't do this."

Lu Yang nodded casually, Shen Cizhou didn't do this, he only did gay stuff.

After the song ended, Wen Chen took the bouquet of roses from his companion.

He walked up to Lu Yang, knelt down on one knee, raised one corner of his lips, and said with determination: "Miss Lu, please be my girlfriend."

"From now on, you will be the young mistress of the Wen family and the future mistress of the Wen family. I will love you forever."

No woman can resist the temptation of the young mistress of the wealthy Wen family.

"Promise him!"

"Promise him!"

I remember screams and shouts.

Shen Jihuan's eardrums were sore from the shock. She picked out her ears impatiently, glanced at the phone screen that suddenly lit up, and raised the corners of her mouth.

The show is about to begin.

Lu Yang leaned back against the sofa and stared at Wen Chen with cold eyes. The aggression hidden under her delicate skin came out unabashedly.

She raised her toes slightly and pressed the tip of her high heels against Wen Chen's chin. A charming smile appeared in her eyes again: "Be your girlfriend?"

Although this action was extremely humiliating, Wen Chen was still stunned by her charming smile.

He glanced at her shining white insteps exposed to the air, and said in a low voice, "Ms. Lu, are you promising me?"

"Haha——" Lu Yang raised his eyes lightly.

But at this moment, cool lips brushed past her earlobe, hormonal breath spurted out, and he chuckled ambiguously against her ear.

Immediately, that cold and condensed voice overflowed from the throat, containing the chilling frost: "My baby is laughing at you for not overestimating your abilities."

Lu Yang's heart suddenly trembled.

The warm breath was tingling, like an electric current that jumped up from nowhere, spreading from the ears to all the limbs.

Her toes curled up subconsciously, and when she raised her head in panic, she ran into those affectionate phoenix eyes.

Under the dim light, the man's half-opened and half-closed phoenix eyes were like scattered stars, and the ends of his eyes were slightly raised, like hooks, pulling at Lu Yang's heart.

Jiang Jin put his hands on both sides of the sofa, bowed, and enveloped Lu Yang's petite body in his arms. His thin lips rubbed her cheek abrasively, and his voice was sexy.

"Well... I haven't seen you for so long. My baby still has a slim waist and a white buttocks."
Chapter completed!