LAN Cang's legs are overlapping, his arms are on the armrest, with a little modest childe's elegance, and a little gentle and harmless laziness. Under the different eyes of the people, he looks calm.
This is the first time that he participated in the bidding after he arrived at the scene, and he said so clearly that even if he wanted to fight for it, he would not have the courage now.
The last one, obtained by LAN Cang, is a bit of bullying.
Under the envious eyes of all the people, LAN Cang was asked to leave by the guide staff, walked through a corridor and came to a suite.
"Here you are."
Blue Cang stretched out a hand, the person that follows behind him understands, take out a silver half mask to hand respectfully.
He wore it on his face. Except for the thin lip, the rest of it was covered tightly.
He doesn't want to cause extra trouble because of this face.
Push the door and enter, the picture of the house came into view, his eyes narrowed, did not directly go in, but rely on the door to watch the play.
Waiting for him is not a sleeping angel, but a charming and affectionate goblin who leans on the head of the bed and smiles.
Her two slender white legs are languidly bent. Through the opening of the cheongsam, the slender lines of her thighs can be seen. Moving up, she is a slender waist with a full chest, forming a scene of blood. Her long black hair just covers her delicate clavicle.
“hi……”
Seems to find his look, she on his squint eyes, like treating old friends, casually waved hello.
Then, she picked up a strawberry from the fruit tray placed on the bedside table. She didn't know if it was on purpose. In front of LAN Cang's face, she leaned out the tip of her tongue and licked it wildly.
Well, it's delicious.
She took a bite, strawberry juice splashed on the corner of her lip, chewing and licking, eyes like silk looking at the man standing at the door.
"Don't you want to have a taste?"
Blue Cang moved, loosened the tie, slowly walked to the bed, looked at her condescending.
There was a flash of surprise in her eyes. This man was born with a hanger. Besides her father, she had never seen anyone who could wear a suit so tastefully.
"What do you want me to taste?" He leaned down and the warm breath hit the skin on her face.
Two people's lips are only a few centimeters short of meeting each other. His lips are slightly hooked, "strawberry, or you?"
The girl pursed her red lips and put his slender neck on her two lotus arms. Her head tilted and escaped his lips. Her small head leaned against his shoulder.
"What do you say?"
Blue Cang picked to pick eyebrow, partial head looked at her ruddy full lips, suddenly of open mouth bite off her small hand still left half strawberry.
"Strawberries, of course."
“……”
Bang, it turns out that she can't smell the star's kiss more than half a strawberry.
She laughed, her voice as clear as a bell. "How does it taste?"
Blue Cang's eyes were fixed on her, and her eyes were a little funny.
"Such beautiful lips, eating such sweet strawberries, should taste better."
Thin lips as if inadvertently rubbed her white earlobe, his voice bewitched, full of inducement, "right..."
Smell star hit a stir, his lips good cool.
Not only did she not flinch, but she found it more interesting. She jumped on him with a slight jump, and her legs encircled his thin waist.