No, there is no need to take off your clothes, just chat... But I am only responsible for accompanying the guests to bed, not chatting. Can't just chat and do nothing else? No. If life is not about to end, she swears: she won't dare to call prostitutes even if she gives her ten thousand courage. But why no one tells her that this Cowherd is actually the president? He, Song Xiyuan, was already the successor of Xi Yao Group at the age of 30. He calls the wind and rain, and can do everything, and never shows up in front of the media. Unexpectedly, the answer to the mystery is incredible and absurd! And he is lying to her from beginning to end! He is so angry that she can't swallow this tone. Oh! In order to protest his deception, he was about to escape, but he was caught angrily and headed straight to the room upstairs... now he was going to settle the score with her... At two o'clock in the morning, Wen Cai was exhausted, so there was no other way to punish him? Song Xiyuan was quiet for a moment and suddenly laughed:...Don't like it? Wen Cai's face heated up and said seriously: No. More than three hours have passed since just now, and it is very bad for the kidneys. Over time, your body will be hollowed out... Do you want to control yourself? Madam, don't worry, satisfy you, you can't emptiate me...Facts prove that you can never emptiate.
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