"Hot Well It's so hot... "
In the magnificent suite like a palace, a girl was lying in a big soft bed in a mess.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her full lips were overflowing with attractive groans. It was not difficult to see that she had been drugged from the confusion in her eyes and the unconscious action of unbuttoning.
When the door was pushed open, a woman with heavy makeup and kitsch came in. She was overjoyed and urged, "change her clothes. The auction will begin soon!"
"All right, sister ran."
A beautiful maid in a water green short sleeve Qipao came in, holding a gift box with complicated patterns in her hand.
But the elder sister closes the door, the sound that high heel shoe sends out gradually goes away.
The maid put the box on the Milky European dressing table. When she opened the box, she did not forget to look at the girl on the bed, with sympathy and schadenfreude.
"What a pity."
She picked up the clothes in the box with both hands. As soon as she turned around, she felt a shadow enveloping her.
Ah -
before she could scream, she felt a pain in the back of her neck and fainted.
The girl on the bed didn't know when she had got out of bed. She took back her hands lightly. How could her clear eyes not be sober?
She clapped her hands and wanted to withdraw.
I thought that if I pretended to be drugged, I would encounter something funny.
As a result
It's boring.
"Why?"
When the girl stepped, she found the clothes on the carpet and bent down to pick them up.
It's pretty.
This is a cheongsam with a white background, but with a little shaking, the elegant cloth will be reflected in the shape of peonies by the light, such as flowers in the snow, which is extremely beautiful.
Touch the material again, the tentacles are warm and smooth, just like a woman's greasy skin.
"Good thing!"
The value of this cheongsam is at least close to seven figures.
After thinking about it, she decided to stay,
there must be some shady business to prepare such an expensive cheongsam for her stranger.
Like a salted fish, she dragged the fainted maid into the bathtub of the bathroom, went back to the room, quickly changed into a cheongsam, put her sleeping posture, gracefully folded her hands on her abdomen, and slowly closed her eyes, just like an angel in deep sleep.
Ten minutes later, ranjie came in again with someone. She found that she had changed her clothes, just like looking at a good baby. She enjoyed it for a long time, and from time to time she uttered bursts of TUT exclamations.
She clapped her hands and explained to her subordinates, "today is the annual auction of our Baibao Pavilion. All of them cheer me up. If anything goes wrong, I can't afford it!"
"Yes
"It will start in ten minutes. Have all the guests arrived yet?" She looked at her watch and went to the front desk as she asked.
"One more..."
Baibaoge, as its name suggests, will prepare 100 treasures for auction at the annual auction, each of which is a rare treasure, attracting people from all walks of life to scramble for auction.
Over the years, a letter of invitation from baibaoge has become a symbol of Chinese dignitaries.
The glittering auction hall is full at the moment. Seeing that the time is approaching, there is no movement at all. Some guests can't help but start urging.
"Why don't you start? What time is it? "
"Call in your supervisor. When are we going to wait?"
"Don't make any noise. Don't you find that there is one person missing?" Some shrewd people have seen the clue.
"Less people? Who is it? "
The man blinked mysteriously, "you don't even show up, dare you start shouting?"