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You are a playboy

despair is not only what Linda says, but also her face is confused. Obviously, she has completely forgotten what she said before. S8 updates quickly []

"hell, Linda, do you forget what we said?" Ivanka was a little annoyed and even angry. It made her look very impolite. Linda could not help but open her eyes. She had never had such a situation before.

"Wait, let me see..." The girl raised her hands, and after thinking for a long time, she asked in an uncertain voice: "you mean You mean Show Adrian a little bit of Yan s è? "

"God, I knew that you all forgot," Ivanka said with a violent fist. "You, Emily, Jason and Stan were all right. At the beginning, you did a good job. How can you forget now"

"relax, Ernie, you are not like you at all." Linda waved her hand indifferently. "Adrian is a very interesting person. Why do we have to show him some Yan s è?"

"What?" Ivanka couldn't believe to look at his friend, "but in a few hours, he'll fascinate you?"

"Of course," Lindley replied, of course, "he's funny and humorous, a little bit cute, he's not old-fashioned, he's patient, he's perfect."

Speaking of this, she revealed the God of memory s è, then began to giggle: "Oh, do you think he is a playboy, Adrian is really charming, frankly, if I can, I don't mind taking him home tonight."

Bitch Ivanka rolled his eyes, scolded fiercely in his heart, and then glared at Linda.

"Come on, Eni," Linda said, still in her memories. "I bet you had the same idea, didn't you?"

"Linda," Ivanka called, biting her teeth. Her beautiful face was as black as burnt bread. Linda finally woke up and spat out her tongue in embarrassment: "sorry, Ernie."

"I'm very disappointed with you, Linda, and Jason and they, very, very disappointed." Ivanka said with her arms in her arms.

But Linda was startled, but she didn't take her image to heart: "come on, Ernie. OK, I apologize. It's really my fault tonight - our fault. But now it's irreparable, isn't it? Do you think we can get the conversation back by going out now? Adrian has taken the initiative and everyone likes him

Ivanka continued to stare at her without saying a word.

"Well, Eni," said Linda, putting her hands on her shoulder, in the most sincere tone, "this time it's not going to work, so next time. After all, we don't know what kind of person he is and how to deal with him effectively. With this lesson in mind, if you really plan to do it again, we'll definitely be on your side, I promise, Eni

Fixed to see her for a long time, Ivanka finally raised his hands: "OK."

After the fruitless conversation, the two girls went back to the box, just in time to see Emily and Adrian coming back from the dance floor. Linda immediately invited Adrian to dance again, as if what she had said in the bathroom didn't exist. Ivanka gaped and became more and more angry, so that after Stan invited Emily to continue dancing, He plucked up his courage to invite her, and Jason got a shot in the face.

"Sometimes it's fun to make a movie. When you face the camera, you can turn yourself into another person and start a new life. It's very much like

ng..." After coming back from the dance floor, Adrian began to talk to the four young people again. They listened carefully and attentively, asked questions from time to time, and then laughed at each other's humorous answers.

Ivanka, who tries to keep himself calm on the surface, sits quietly on the side, drinking beer bottle after bottle. It's not a big deal to tell her to be calm, but she still can't help looking at Adrian with hate eyes, and the other party has never looked at her directly, unless she says ch ā.

And even if Ivan cach "said it, Adrian replied that as soon as she stopped talking, his attention would be focused on the other four as if she didn't exist at all.

Hateful soul egg hateful Ivanka cried in his heart, but this is a public place, she can't give Adrian the face s è like at home, so the beer bottles in front of her gradually increase.

"You are not a gentleman at all. You are a narrow-minded soul egg. I used to But I didn't like you You just retaliate against me... " While speaking, Ivanka swings his hands and Tun part, and collides with Adrian with the explosive rhythm. In the middle of the dance floor, the light of five faces and six s è runs through the lively men and women.

"Isn't that what you want?" Adrian is also swinging with the rhythm. Although he is tall and flexible, he is not inferior to the young people at all. "Since you don't like me, I certainly can't let you dislike me any more.""You are sophistry. You just want to embarrass me. You just want to make me look like a clown." Ivanka raised his voice, stepped on the beat and jumped more and more fiercely. The two plump balls in front of her chest were shaking violently up and down, which was extremely attractive.

Adrian shrugged his shoulders and was about to say something. The music stopped suddenly. The booming dance music ended, and people on the dance floor stopped one after another. Ivanka, who was in the middle of her head, sprained her foot and fell into Adrian's arms. Through the dim light, she could see that her face was full of red and her eyes were full of confusion, With the ups and downs of the chest, the mouth from time to time out of wine gas.

"Well, it's over. Let's go back." Adrian helped her out on the dance floor.

"Why not continue? Why not continue? " Ivanka yelled drunkenly, and then tried to push him away. "I can walk without your help"

"be obedient." Adrian, as if he didn't hear her, took her straight back to the box. The glass table was full of beer bottles. The other four young people were more or less drunk because they drank too much.

"Jason, you soul egg, the last bottle is mine." Ivanka opened his blurred eyes and reached out to grab the beer bottle Jason had handed to his mouth, but was quickly stopped by Adrian.

"It's very late, guys. I don't think you usually get home too late, do you?" He said, "I'll send Ivanka back now, and you'll go back earlier."

"Why don't I take her back, ed?" Stan turned his eyes and jumped up.

"No, Stan, don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Adrian said rudely, "don't think I didn't hear you when Ivanka was drunk and forced me to dance with her just now --" she has never drunk so much. This may be an opportunity ", right

"I just I just I don't mean anything else... " Stan stammered, embarrassed, while Linda and Emily chuckled.

"Maybe you're thinking about something bad." Jason untied Stann's siege, and stannton put on a righteous look: "yes, maybe you think so."

"Don't guess me by your careful thinking, guys. I've called the bodyguards and one of them will drive her back," Adrian shrugged. "That's it. I'm leaving. Nice to meet you. Come to Los Angeles when you're free. It's my treat."

In their laughter, Adrian carried Ivanka out. Although she kept shouting "let me go", "I can walk by myself" and "I haven't played enough", he always turned a deaf ear.

Out of the night club, the cold wind blows, people can't help but spirit of a boost, not only Adrian is much better, Ivanka is also a lot of sober.

"Take Miss Ivanka back to 192 68th street." Before and after the car reached the front, Adrian opened the door and put Ivanka inside, saying to the bodyguard driving.

Who knows Ivanka clings to his clothes.

"Let go, Ivanka, I'll have you sent back." After a couple of fruitless pulls, Adrian said.

"Why should I let go? I just called so many times to let you go of me, but you turned a deaf ear to me. Now I want to let go of me? " Ivanka giggled nervously. She did drink more tonight.

Then she put her legs between Adrian's thighs and asked in a triumphant voice, "if I'm yelling 'help' now, guess what's going to happen tomorrow?"

Although it is already 10 o'clock, there are still many pedestrians in the street. Adrian stands at the door of the car, half of his body is in the car, and there is a pair of female Xing's long legs holding him. This scene is not good at all.

"Your father will be ashamed of it." Adrian said in a low voice, followed the whole person into the car, closed the door and signaled the bodyguard to drive.

"He's a real pain in the neck." "I'm not going back to 68th Avenue. I'm going to Seventh Avenue. Do you understand? Take me to 67 Seventh Avenue, where I have a small apartment. I'm going back to my own apartment. My apartment is not my father's home."

"OK, OK, go to your apartment." Adrian shook his head and made a gesture to the bodyguard.

Seventh Avenue is not far away. It's about ten minutes away. Ivanka keeps quiet all the way and leans on her seat faintly. The cold wind before her only makes her sober. After another toss, Adrian finally helped her take the elevator to ivankana's 15th floor apartment.

"That's it. You'll take care of the rest. I'll go." After putting the girl on the sofa, Adrian said with a long breath.

Ivanka said nothing, sitting askew, with his hair scattered, blushing, blindfolded, drunk, not knowing what to do. Adrian shrugged, no longer waiting for her to answer, went straight to the bathroom for convenience, washed his hands and rubbed his cheek in cold water, then moved his fingers for a few minutes, then walked out of the bathroom.When he returned to the living room, he was stunned again. Ivanka did not know when he sat down at the small round table in front of the kitchen counter, and poured a glass of wine for himself. After drinking it up, he giggled and giggled. Looking at the bottle, it seemed that Brandy?

"Enough, you can't drink any more, Ivanka." Adrian shook his head slightly and walked over to stop the girl who wanted to pour another glass.

"Go away, who do you think you are?" Ivanka pushed him impatiently, reaching for the bottle to come back.

"You've drunk enough tonight, Ivanka, Linda. They say you've never drunk so much wine, and your father says you're a restrained girl," Adrian let her snatch. "Besides, this kind of liquor doesn't suit you, and your father doesn't drink it, does it?"

"He didn't drink because he used to drink too much," Ivanka retorted, his eyes wide open and seemingly angry. "What do you think is the right wine for me? Beer? Or champagne? Oh, go to hell with you, Adrian. You know what I hate most about you? She always puts on a self righteous face, as if what you think it is, it must be what you think you are "

she stood up, staggered a few steps, leaned against the armrest of the sofa and glared at him:" I really seldom drink so much wine. Oh, the correct way to say is that I drink so much wine for the first time, so I want to taste brandy. What's wrong Is that ok? If I don't want to drink, why should I put a bottle in my apartment? "

At this point, she turned her head to think about it, and then waved her hand blandly: "of course, I drank too much before, and my taste was numb, and I drank too fast, and I didn't taste it carefully."

Adrian gave a funny sigh and put the bottle back in the cupboard: "well, Ivanka, that's it. You're a little too indulgent. Go back to your bedroom and have a good sleep. When you wake up tomorrow, you'll know how ridiculous what you've done tonight. Drunk you are not you, sober you are you. "

"Wow, wow, wow, these" you "are so skillful," Ivanka exclaimed in an exaggerated voice. "Look, what did I just say? Now it's time to see "

" I'm leaving. Good night. " Adrian didn't care at all and walked straight past her to the door.

At this time, Ivanka suddenly jumped up and pushed hard on him. Adrian was pushed back several steps by this force, and finally sat on the sofa.

Ivanka glared at him, and suddenly giggled nervously: "you don't know how far I'd be if I indulged myself, Adrian"

Adrian opened his hand and was about to speak, but was pushed back by Ivanka's words: "do you want to hit me, Adrian?"

"Sorry, I think you may have some..." After a long pause, Adrian made a gesture.

"Answer me, Adrian, do you want to hit me?" Ivanka slightly bent down and looked at him with provocative eyes, which seemed to be burning something in his drunken eyes.

"That's not a good question, Ivanka." Adrian replied calmly.

"Is it?" Ivanka chuckled again, straightened up, added lips with her little tongue, and took off her coat.

"You're a playboy, Adrian," she said, looking at him, slowly extending her hand behind her. "Famous playboy, but now you don't even dare to admit it?"

The coat immediately fell off, and a pair of plump men wrapped in brassieres jumped up and swayed a few times. The deep ditch in the middle attracted people's attention. Adrian pursed her lips without saying a word, but her eyes were unfriendly on the pair of soft. Ivanka may not be as good as Monica and Zeta Jones, but she is definitely one lap older than Kate and Charlotte. Her age is very rare.

Ivanka's smile is more proud, as if there is something dominating her, let her in front of Adrian to do these wantonly. Then, the bra also fell off, and the plump, which was no longer obstructed, immediately jumped several times. The bright red bud also grew rapidly in the cold air. Ivanka, who felt all this, took a deep breath and gave out a groan, with a thick * *.

"Tell me, Adrian, have you ever thought about hitting me?" Her face is excited, and her rapid breathing makes her chest rise and fall more and more big, sometimes confused and sometimes crazy in her eyes.

Adrian still did not answer, just sit there quietly, continue to let his eyes stay in those two growing up on the bright red.

The madness of alcohol has completely occupied Ivanka's body. She suddenly sat down on the coffee table in front of Adrian, slowly rolled up her dress, and then split her legs to reveal the bottom Ku of pink s è.

"I still "Virgin," she breathed.

"You know what?" Adrian opened his mouth in a low voice, and his eyes finally moved to her face. "I never refuse a woman's request, Eni."After that, he did not give her a chance to think, so he pulled her into his arms, and then buried his head in the plump pair without politeness, and held one of them in his mouth.

Ivan carton screamed, which made her more or less wake up from the previous madness, and the feeling of shame and embarrassment came to her heart, making her want to push Adrian away, but the numbness from her chest quickly crawled over her body, making her become limp and confused again. The slight struggle was more like welcoming or rejecting.

What's more, Adrian has one hand along her thigh deep into the skirt, while the other hand is swimming on him, which makes her more unable to resist. So, when Adrian w ě n lives on her lip, Ivanka does not hesitate to entangle with him, and then when he holds her to stand up, his legs take the initiative to clip in his waist.

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