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"Ah~~" Jiaxi's body was tense. She had never longed for the feeling of fullness so much, and now, that thickness filled her emptiness in an instant and even sublimated her entire soul.

Zhao Cheng stroked her smooth back soothingly, feeling the waves of tightening. He did not use the three-piece suit at all today, simply because Jiaxi was too excited.

Meijing seemed to be stimulated. She bit her lips lightly, grabbed Zhao Cheng's hand and stroked it downwards, begging: "Oppa~"

She, too, was flooded and craving for comfort.

Zhao Cheng gently embraced her, kissed her tenderly on the face and said, "You haven't washed your hands yet, you can't touch them. Be good and turn around."

Meijing's breathing became faster, and she turned around obediently, holding onto the sink and raising her head like Jiaxi.

Zhao Cheng pulled out and then thrust in again, changing the battlefield. The beautiful, quiet and soft voice rang out in the bathroom.

On the other side, Jiaxi did not complain about the sudden emptiness. After being released once, she was not as anxious as at the beginning. She just pulled Zhao Cheng's hand, put it in the sink to help rinse it, and then took the initiative to put it under her body.

Suddenly, a charming duet sounded in the bathroom.

Meijing's body was lifted up by the impact, and she accidentally saw the three people in the mirror. She turned her head away with a blush, but subconsciously made her buttocks more lifted up to better fit each impact.

Zhao Cheng's fingers kept prying slightly, and Jiaxi's fair body fell limply on Zhao Cheng's arms, her legs tightly clamped around that arm, whimpering weakly.

Not only was Zhao Cheng's hand moving hard, his waist and abdomen were also constantly moving and training, allowing the angry dragon to constantly resist the increasingly strong suction in the slippery passage.

Not long after, a soft moan was heard in the bathroom.

"Ah~~"

Meijing's body twitched and she leaned back hard, savoring the feeling of flying up to the clouds.

She wouldn't be so useless originally, but in order to reinforce the concept of fairness, Zhao Cheng secretly used the technique of Cai Bu, because Jia Xi was so slippery that she could hardly hold her arms.

The angry dragon retreated from the battlefield in front and soon plunged into another patch of mud.

At this moment, Jiaxi was really like a pendant, being thrown around and falling down continuously by Zhao Cheng. Meijing looked at this scene in the mirror and squeezed her legs together in some impatience. She also wanted to be filled again.

But she soon didn't have to worry about that, because Zhao Cheng's hand slid over from behind and moistened her.

"Woo~" Meijing hummed softly. The feeling was different. She kept shaking and stimulating herself.

On the other side, Jiaxi felt like she was about to fly both physically and mentally, but the strong body held her firmly with just one hand.

You just need to hold his neck, and the strong impact between the waist and abdomen can create waves on the body, and the waves will impact the soul from the body.

Full, rich, powerful, and strong, Jiaxi was not sure how to describe the man she was hugging, but she really seemed to be melting under the constant impact, and her mind was empty.

"Hmm...ah~~"

A cry even louder than before was heard, and Jiaxi tightly hugged the man in front of her, who was one with her, and kept twitching.

Chapter 219 Angry

While some people are happy, there are naturally some people who are furious.

Zhuxi smashed almost everything that could be smashed in her room, but she still couldn't vent the extreme shame in her heart.

I don’t know which bastard took the video, but the angle was very clear as he captured the moment where he was slapped in the face and humiliated.

Although this video was not circulated on the Internet, it quickly became popular among the second-generation circle.

As for how she knew, of course it was that bastard named Cui who directly sent the video to her with a caption: That’s it?

There wasn’t any sensational headline like ‘Young lady gets slapped in the face in public’, but those two short words seemed to pierce one’s heart.

This bastard!

And that bastard!

"Just wait. When I take control of the UN, I will repay you double for today's humiliation."

But before she could fantasize about revenge on the two of them, there was a gentle knock on the door.

The young man with glasses stood outside the door and whispered, "The president's secretary is here and wants you to go see the president."

......

in the hotel.

Zhao Cheng gently picked up Jiaxi and put her into the bathtub, then turned on the hot water because Jiaxi was too weak to stand up.

Then Meijing was forced to hold on to the wall beside the bathtub and was forced to fill up again.

This posture exposed Meijing completely in front of Jiaxi. Her beautiful face and throbbing flesh made Jiaxi almost stare in amazement.

My figure is not bad, but I always feel that there is still some distance to go.

I couldn't help but reach out my hand and gently fiddle with the red beans twice.

Meijing turned her head away shyly, but was unable to stop the mischievous little hand, because both of her hands were pulled back by Zhao Cheng, and she could only barely maintain her body balance.

After being beaten up twice, Meijing has become more accepting of this kind of thing.

But I thought to myself that it was still different from actually enduring it with other people. Besides the embarrassment, a different kind of excitement gradually rose in my heart.

Even the little hand that was touching her plump breasts became hot.

It happened quickly, just a few minutes.

Meijing tried hard to turn around and look for Zhao Cheng, eager to have her lips covered by that big mouth.

The hips pushed back hard, allowing the thick root to press tightly against the center of the flower, but the center of the flower was unwilling to be so passive, and constant suction was emitted from deep within.

At the same time, the tunnel was constantly shrinking and squeezing, vowing to make the angry dragon pay a price, but such a struggle was ultimately in vain.

Meijing's legs went limp, and if it weren't for the big hand around her waist, her beautiful legs would have almost hit the edge of the bathtub.

Jiaxi's hands were sunk into that soft flesh, and her eyes widened in surprise. How could it be so exaggeratedly plump?

But before she could measure it with her hands in surprise, Meijing was also put into the bathtub.

However, Jiaxi's soft and fair body was pulled out of the water by Zhao Cheng and was pushed into her from behind again.

This time, Zhao Cheng slowed down a lot. This was not a villa and there was no one else here. He wanted to enjoy it for a while longer.

In the narrow bathtub, Meijing collapsed with a flushed face, savoring the aftertaste.

But I heard Jiaxi exclaim: "Oppa~Don't."

It turned out that Jiaxi was already unable to stand steadily, so Zhao Cheng simply picked her up and continued the attack.

But the key point is that this is the doggy style position, the big hands firmly support Jiaxi's legs and lift her up high.

The most secret garden and the angry dragon that was emitting puffs of juice were completely exposed in front of Meijing, and some juice had even splashed on her beautiful face.

Meijing felt as if her face was burned by flames. She wanted to turn her head away, but she was staring at the scene in front of her like a madman.

Was it the same when she was hit? Meijing's legs could not help but overlap under the water, causing ripples on the water surface.

Jiaxi shook her head desperately. Even though she had been so proactive today, she still couldn't accept such a scale.

But the refusal was quickly defeated by repeated impacts. Jiaxi's whole body was glowing pink, and then she grabbed the big hand under her and trembled tightly.

A stream of crystal clear juice spurted out from a secret place and poured directly onto Meijing's rosy face.

Jiaxi did not lose her strength this time. Instead, she covered her red face. Her body became pink and smooth. She did not dare to look at Meijing's reaction at all.

But unlike what she thought, Meijing seemed to be crazy, her red lips slightly opened, and some juice flowed into the corners of her mouth.

Zhao Cheng did not stop, and kissed Jiaxi's face gently, regardless of whether she covered it or not, and whispered, "It's time to change people."

After that, Jiaxi was put into the bathtub.

Meijing seemed to know what she was about to face. She wanted to protest but her whole body was limp and powerless. Her fair body was covered with red clouds, even redder than Jiaxi's.

She seemed to be in a dream, allowing Zhao Cheng to enter her forcefully and then pick her up in the same position.

But this time, Zhao Cheng didn't even have time to move too much, he just moved twice.

Meijing collapsed in Zhao Cheng's arms, her whole body red and emitting bursts of juice.

The suction force that usually weakens after the peak is particularly strong today. Even the flower paths seem to be shy and suddenly gather together, tightly grasping the angry dragon inside.

This is different from the narrowness of Haiyun and the tightness of Tingxiu at her peak.

It was as if a hand really appeared there, perfectly fitting the shape of the angry dragon, constantly pumping and stroking, and combined with the suction force, Zhao Cheng suddenly felt like he was gushing out.

The bathroom was filled with continuous slapping sounds, even drowning out the increasingly delicate cries.

Jiaxi, who was lying in the bathroom, also stared at the scene in front of her with a flushed face. The waves on the soft flesh, the beating fullness, and the mournful cries were all stimulating her thoughts.

Even the body that had been gradually calming down seemed to be twitching, as if it was rising and falling and contracting with the violent movement.

Ten minutes later.

The battlefield between the three of them has moved to the bed, but Zhao Cheng and Meijing still maintain the same posture.

Meijing had long forgotten that she was put in a shameful position, and even forgot where she was. The waves of abuse had completely overwhelmed her mind.

The humming sound has gradually become smaller and weak.

Jiaxi collapsed on the bed, staring at the scene in a daze. One hand involuntarily touched the softness of her chest, while the other hand swept down into her secret garden.

She had been in this position for some time, but instead of soothing her body and mind, it made her even more eager.

Finally, Meijing fainted completely after crying, and Zhao Cheng felt that he was only one step away from success.

Jiaxi finally got the fullness she had been waiting for for a long time, but the violent impact and strong stimulation were beyond her ability to bear.

That delicate body was sent to the top again and again, and Jiaxi's sanity was soon overcome, and she couldn't even make the most basic blocking move.

Fortunately, Zhao Cheng finally reached his limit and burst out with a tiger roar.

Jiaxi's eyes rolled up due to the burns, her mouth couldn't help but open, her tongue slightly sticking out, and she fainted from convulsions without even a sound.

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Thanks for the coin that calmed me down.

Chapter 220 Reaction

Zhao Cheng stopped and carefully used his true Qi to nourish Jiaxi.

It seemed a bit too much. Jiaxi was still an ordinary person after all. The last 7 or 8 minutes of non-stop movement were totally beyond her ability to endure.

And I don’t know if it’s because of the technique I use, but it seems that the longer a woman follows me, the less resistance she has when facing me.

Even people with special abilities like Haiyun and Tingxiu.

Zhao Cheng pondered in his mind and had some guesses. He would know when he found Sean to verify it again in the evening.

After nourishing Jiaxi, she carefully covered her with a blanket.

The same was true for Meijing on the other side. Both of them were working too hard.

After washing himself and sitting on the sofa, Zhao Cheng felt refreshed. It turned out that practicing was the most enjoyable. He really loved this kind of practice.

I took out my phone to see if there was any message, but unexpectedly found a message from an unfamiliar number:

"Brother Zhao Cheng, I am sorry to bother you. I am the ignorant young man who was at your door last time. I wonder if you still remember me?"

Zhao Cheng's mouth curled up. What was going on? Did he also have the legendary cuckold spirit?

"I am very grateful for your reminder last time. I would like to have the opportunity to apologize to you in person again. I wonder if you would be willing to do me the honor of doing so?"

Zhao Cheng looked at the text message and pondered for a while, then dialed the phone.

The phone beeped twice, and someone picked it up: "Hello? Brother Zhao Cheng, I'm so glad you called."

The young man's voice sounded, and then he said politely:

"I'm really sorry for not introducing myself that day. My name is Choi Jong-hae, and I'm the second son of Vice President Choi. I wonder if I'd have the honor of inviting you to dinner?"

The person at the helm of SG Group now is the so-called Vice Chairman Cui. Although the former Chairman Cui still holds the position, he has not been a director for a long time.

It is a rare and excellent example of power transition, which was emphasized in the information provided by Park Tae-yong.

So this must be the second son of the Cui family. No wonder he was so arrogant that day. But he still seems to have some brains.

Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "You're too polite. I don't have any plans tomorrow night. We can get together."

"Well, that's great." The voice on the other end of the phone was obviously much more excited, but he still restrained his emotions and asked: "I wonder what kind of taste you prefer? It will be convenient for me to arrange it."

"We young people can just be casual. You make the arrangements and I'll accompany you throughout the trip." Zhao Cheng made a joke, but he changed the address into a plain language.