Old Deng awakens: He starts by eliminating the yoga pants in the county town!

A strange light flashed in Mei Jie's eyes.

"Gentlemen, I'm truly sorry about today. My men didn't keep a close watch on the gate, and a few stray dogs ruined your enjoyment."

Mei Jie walked up to Zhao Pengfei and bowed slightly.

A large expanse of fair, deep skin was revealed at the neckline.

"This young master seems to be a man of refined taste. All the expenses for this private room today are on me!"

"I'll have the waiter bring up three more top-tier dragon costumes as an apology and to calm everyone's nerves!"

Zhao Pengfei had just made a name for himself, and now the landlady was giving him plenty of face, so he was in a great mood.

"Okay, the landlady is sensible."

Zhao Pengfei reached out and pulled the top-quality woman, number 7, wearing a silk slip dress into his arms, his hand running up the hem of her dress.

Number 7 gave a coquettish sigh and leaned softly against him.

"Forget about the alcohol. I'm in a bad mood right now and need to cool down."

Zhao Pengfei's eyes blazed with malice.

Mei-jie was an extremely intelligent woman, and she immediately understood.

"Young master, please don't be in such a hurry."

Mei Jie covered her mouth and giggled, then reached out and poked Zhao Pengfei.

"Our 'Nightfall' service is comprehensive. Girls who are photographed blindly have a private VIP lounge on the fifth floor."

She deliberately lowered her voice and added a sentence.

"The private room has been converted into a guest room with a double bed, and the soundproofing is excellent."

"Although the rule is no overnight stays, and you have to leave before dawn, the variety of activities inside will definitely keep you bosses entertained!"

Upon hearing this, the factory managers' eyes lit up with envy.

The cold sweat from being frightened by the bald man hadn't even dried yet, and now, hearing the sound of the large bed on the fifth floor, the lust in their lower bodies was reignited.

"Then what are we waiting for! Let's hurry up!"

The bald boss rubbed his hands together, impatient.

He turned his head and glanced at the blind shooting process that was not yet finished, then hurriedly pointed to the curtain on the stage.

"Boss lady, hurry up and finish the last few blind shoots, the guys are itching to get going!"

With a wave of her hand, Sister Mei immediately had the waiter clean the private room again.

The stage lights were quickly restored.

For the next half hour, the private room erupted into another frenzied bidding frenzy.

The factory managers, eager to save face and grab a piece of meat, were typing furiously on their tablets.

"Eighteen thousand! It's mine!"

A fat factory manager got number four.

The curtain was drawn back, revealing a girl wearing very short shorts.

She wasn't particularly striking in appearance, but she had a pair of long, shapely, and strong legs that she had developed from years of dancing.

The chubby factory manager was so happy he slapped his thigh and couldn't wait to pull the girl to his side.

"Damn, we've lost out this time."

Another workshop foreman wearing glasses looked at Number Five as he walked out from behind the curtain and sighed.

The photo shows a petite girl who is only about 1.5 meters tall. Her facial features are okay, but she doesn't have much of a figure.

"Sure!"

The director also liked the student type, and put his arm around the girl's shoulder.

Once everyone had taken photos of their spoils, the atmosphere in the private room had reached its peak of decadence.

"Let's go, let's go upstairs!"

Zhao Pengfei, holding the number 7 beauty's hand, was the first to stand up.

Mei-jie personally led the way, taking the group of men and women up to the fifth floor via the private elevator.

The lights in the fifth-floor corridor were deliberately adjusted to an ambiguous, dim red.

Both doors on both sides are made of thick, upholstered material.

Sister Mei took the master card and swiped it to open each door one by one.

Zhao Pengfei didn't even bother to say thank you, and kicked open the door of the largest suite at the end of the room while carrying Number 7.

The moment the door closed, a sweet, startled cry came from inside.

Several factory managers and workshop directors also eagerly led their respective women into different guest rooms.

The corridor suddenly became deserted.

Lin Dawei walked at the very back.

Behind him followed the chubby girl, number 3, who was the first one the bald boss photographed and sent to him.

The girl kept her head down, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes.

She knew that her ordinary face was not worthy of her voluptuous and hot figure, so she was always trembling with fear in front of Lin Dawei.

Mei Jie stood at the door of the second-to-last guest room and opened the door for Lin Dawei.

She was turned to the side, her full breasts almost touching Lin Dawei's arm.

"Mr. Lin, this room is newly renovated, with a large bed and strong air conditioning."

Mei Jie raised her head and gave Lin Dawei a deep look with her hooked fox eyes.

"Today, President Lin really showed his skills, which broadened my horizons."

She extended her slender fingers, painted with red nail polish, and casually flicked the dust off Lin Dawei's suit collar.

His voice was lowered, carrying a hint that only the two of them could understand.

"If this little girl doesn't serve me well, Mr. Lin can come to my office anytime. I have some top-quality wild mountain tea, and I'll brew it for him myself."

Lin Dawei's expression remained unchanged.

He took a deep look at Sister Mei's alluring cleavage.

"Then I thank you very much for your hospitality, Sister Mei."

He gave a half-smile, then strode into the guest room after speaking.

The slightly chubby girl, number 3, quickly lowered her head and followed him inside.

Click.

The door was locked tightly behind him, completely shutting out the sounds from the hallway outside.

This is a guest room converted from a top-tier KTV private room.

It has no windows, making it extremely private.

In the center of the room sits a circular waterbed with a diameter of more than two meters, and the red and blue ambient lights above shimmer with an alluring glow.

Lin Dawei walked to the bedside, casually took off his suit jacket, and threw it on the sofa.

He turned around and his gaze fell on the girl called Number 3.

To be fair, his face is indeed ordinary.

But that figure truly proves what it means to be slightly chubby and yet still considered top-quality.

The black bodycon skirt clung tightly to her body, creating a striking curve with her round, full hips.

The fabric on her chest was bulging and looked as if it might burst at any moment.

Her fleshy thighs were pressed together, trembling slightly with nervousness.

"Go take a shower first."

Lin Dawei casually tugged at his shirt collar, sat down on the edge of the waterbed, took a cigarette from his pack, and slowly lit it.

Upon hearing this, girl number 3 responded softly as if granted a pardon, and hurriedly slipped into the frosted glass bathroom next door in her high heels.

Not long after, a continuous sound of water came from the bathroom.

Lin Dawei leaned against the headboard, slowly finished his cigarette, and then stubbed it out in the ashtray.

He looked at the faint marks on the glass and began to ponder.

He threw off his coat, unbuttoned his shirt, and headed for the bathroom.

As soon as I pushed open the door, a wave of hot air rushed out.

"Ah--"

The girl clearly didn't expect him to come in so suddenly. She froze, instinctively turned around, and her expression was full of panic and helplessness.

Water streamed down her soaked hair and splashed onto her shoulders.

It then meandered down her fair and plump skin, adding a dazzling softness in the misty vapor.

Lin Dawei didn't say anything, but simply stepped inside and closed the bathroom door behind him.

The space, which was not spacious to begin with, suddenly felt even more oppressive and suffocating because of his presence.

The girl instinctively shrank back, her breathing becoming more rapid as she saw the Great Crow's true form.

"What's your name?"

"Ah Xing".

"Ah Xing, right? Come here, I'll apply some shower gel for you."

Lin Dawei squeezed some shower gel into his hand, lathered it up, and then applied it to his armpits.

He pulled Ah Xing closer to him, making it easier for her to make big bubbles with both hands.

Starting from the middle of the body, lather the body with shower gel, then move upwards to the neck and down to the lower abdomen.

Next, move down to the natural bath sponge that produces foam.

The black and white striped bath sponge makes the bath soap even smoother and lather better after lathering.

Ah Xing took a step forward with her left foot, raising it slightly to make it easier to apply the foam to every spot.

Finally, the foam ball was brought back to the front and carefully foamed.

Lin Dawei got foam all over himself, but he enjoyed it.

Loading... Time is of the essence, and it is thought-provoking.

Carry forward and promote --

Even an iron pestle can be ground...

The sound of hot water gurgling and steam billowing created blurry, overlapping images of the two figures on the frosted glass.

The temperature inside the room also rose silently at that moment.