Cao Xiaoming followed the waitress upstairs. Mr. Mao took a towel from a waiter and wiped the Yellow object on his head. His face was full of anger: "person in charge, you say! What should we do this time? "
Duan Hong ignored him. Instead, he said to his secretary, "Xiaolan, take sister Liu and Youchang to have a rest and find the cleanest room. By the way, I remember there is still a suite at the corner of the fourth floor. Take them."
"Suite?" "The person in charge! Why didn't you ask someone to find a suite for Xiaoming just now? "
The fat man could not stand this kind of mad dog roar. He pinched his nose and said, "Mr. Mao, why don't I take you to the room to take a bath first. When you're clean, I'll discuss about the compensation you want."
Maybe Mr. Mao couldn't stand his own taste, so he gave Duan Hong a white look and said, "hum! When I'm finished taking a bath, I'll settle with you. "
The fat man blinked at Duan Hong and led Mr. Mao to the fourth floor. As he walked on the stairs, Mr. Mao was still chattering. Seeing that the fat man was short and round in a security suit, he asked, "who was the person in charge just now? It's disgusting to be so arrogant. The next time I don't come to this shabby place, there is no guarantee at all. If it's in Shanghai, I can make this arrogant guy lose his job in a word. "
The fat man said with a smile, "yes, yes, that's hateful. Mr. Mao, this way, please." In front of him, he took Mr. Mao into a single room with better sound insulation effect, took out his walkie talkie and said, "wax gourd, come to the fourth floor."
"Who are you talking to?" Mr. Mao is not happy.
"No, no one. Find someone to bathe Mr. Mao." The fat man's face was full of laughter.
Teacher Mao said strangely, "Oh? Does this hotel still have such attendants? I like the sailor student's suit. Don't come. You go out first. I'll take off my clothes. "
"Well, Mr. Mao, would you like to prepare a dress for you?"
"Of course, you go to my car to get it. Clothes and toiletries are in it." After he finished, he drove out the fat man, opened the faucet and put boiling water in a bathtub full of head. He washed his head in the shower, and the shampoo in the hotel was used up to him. The stench was still not removed. He waited for the fat man to bring his suitcase up and cover it with the perfume in it.
When the fat man went downstairs, he saw that the outside was quiet, the traffic was back to normal, and the police car began to leave one after another. Each of the three bodyguards was like a pig, smoking beside the car. After the fat man said the purpose, the bodyguard took the box to him.
Fat invited them to go up, they insisted that they must stick to their posts. Fat man with Mao teacher's box secretly ran into the toilet, open the box, only to see inside in addition to clothes, sporadic full of fragmentary things.
In his clothes, he found a pair of fans' briefs. The fat man took out the itching powder from his pocket and sprinkled it on it. He laughed, and then quickly cleaned up the box. When he arrived at the fourth floor, the wax gourd stood there with fog.
"Instructor, are you looking for me?" Wax gourd patted his baton.
The fat man said with a smile, "yes, follow me." Two people came to the door of Mr. Mao's room and said, "wax gourd, as the leader of the third team, you have been doing well all the time. I'm very glad that there is something to do in front of you. Do you dare to do it?"
"Dare Wax gourd doesn't need a cableway.
"Well, you're like this - like this - like this"
Wax gourd face a burst of red a burst of green, finally firm nod. And then he trotted down.
The fat man knocked on the door of Mr. Mao's room, handed the box to him and whispered, "Mr. Mao, please listen carefully. Someone will knock on the door later. He is the one who specially comes to put on the sailor's uniform to give you a bath."
"Well, you can do business. Go ahead." Miss Mao took the box, opened it quickly, took out a bottle of Cologne, and sprayed desperately on his body. He was afraid that the stench on his body would be smoked by his beautiful eyebrows.
Sure enough, in less than five minutes, someone knocked on the door. Mr. Mao quickly wrapped his scarf around it, swallowed his saliva and said, "here we are, here we are." His husband looked out through the door and saw that there was a man in a sailor's suit standing outside. He was not tall, his waist was thin, and his chest was surprisingly large. He could not see her clearly just by looking at her back to himself.
Look at the figure should be good! Mr. Mao opened the door and said in a small voice, "come in, hehe."
The man pushed the door open with his back. He couldn't wait for Mr. Mao to hold her back. He wanted to be intimate with her. As a result, with a slight shock, he broke away.
"I hate it." The man's voice was a little rough. He turned around and wore a mask with two braids.
"Miss, why don't you take off your mask? Let me have a look at you. If you have a star image, I can make you the hottest star. Cao Xiaoming and Liang Youchang are examples. If you make me comfortable, their present is your tomorrow!" Mr. Mao is very attractive.
If you change into a girl who wants to be famous, maybe you can succeed. His reputation as a gold medal agent is very bright.
"Dead face, let's talk nice. Come on, I'll take a bath for you first. When it's finished, I'll show you my face."
"Yes? Well, it's more exciting. " Mao said, take down the towel, into the bathroom, directly lying in the bathtub, high with a big butt.
The man in the sailor's suit is wax gourd, which will look at the black thumping, feel sick, feel now is not the time, gently massage his shoulder, wait for him to relax“ Mr. Mao, if I make you comfortable later, do you really want to be a big star for me? " The face under the mask of wax gourd is twisted. Mr. Mao groaned comfortably and said, "of course, it's just Meimei. Your hand strength is good. I've been to many massage parlors. They are not as strong as you. They are comfortable!"“ Hehe, the comfortable one is still in the back. Relax, Mr. Mao. By the way, can I rub your hips for you? "“ Yes, I can't help it. " Mr. Mao thought that in Japanese movies, the heroine usually licks the anus for the hero. He was envious, but no one was willing to pay for him. It's said to rub his buttocks and raise his buttocks. Wax gourd secretly smile, take out the baton hidden in the waist, put on a layer of shower gel, stab at the black hole“ Ouch! " With a loud cry, Mr. Mao felt as if his back buttocks were on fire. The pain was very painful. Wax gourd shake his baton with one hand and hold him with the other, otherwise he will move. Mr. Mao tried his best to fight in the bathtub. Unfortunately, the wax gourd can throw hundreds of kilograms of stone. Mr. Mao didn't even have half of them. Holding him down is similar to pressing a chicken. The wax gourd started very hard. He poked it hard twice and restored his original voice: "Mr. Mao, are you comfortable? Ha ha. " As soon as Mr. Mao heard that it was a man's voice and his current state, he knew that he had been framed and his soul was almost gone. He just cried out.