Conan's World: Ke Xue Wei Tan

Sarye hung up the phone and looked down at the green billiard table.

Her identity has been revealed, but Kudo, Miyano, and Fukiya, who have not received any news at all, are destined to continue to be entangled with the organization. She owes them a lot of favors. For them, Sariya Nor are we prepared to completely separate from the organization.

Sarye began to feel a little embarrassed. For some reason, the face of the man who targeted her at today's banquet came to mind.

Sarye was in a daze when she suddenly felt a pair of hands suddenly appear behind her, holding her waist and making her sit on the billiard table.

The first time someone touched her waist, coupled with the effect of alcohol in her body, the touched skin became extremely sensitive, hot and itchy.

Sariye was forced to put her hands on the billiard table, looked at the man standing in front of her, and said slightly surprised: "You woke up so soon?"

After saying this, she herself felt something was wrong.

This posture does not seem to be what normal men and women should have, and the eyes of the person in front of him do not seem to be calm. Although he has woken up from the effects of the anesthesia needle, his reason seems to be still in the clouds, allowing his instinct to control his body. .

In all her past and present lives, Sarye had never been able to observe the facial features of the person in front of her so closely, and through those light green eyes, she seemed to understand the meaning - this was the only opportunity she refused. .

Sarye blinked slightly and clenched her fingers slightly behind her back.

It's normal for a man in his thirties to have some needs, and she just needed a reason to continue contacting the organization...

Sarye quietly made some mental preparations for herself.

Anyway, I don’t have a beloved man, so I can’t waste such a young and beautiful body, and so many abdominal muscles are at least much better than a burly man with vodka and a middle-aged greasy rum, but this change of identity is really uncomfortable... …

Sarye couldn't help but cover her cheeks that were flushed with drunkenness with her hands, lowered her voice and asked, "Do you have any experience with this kind of thing?"

Anyway, she didn't.

Gin narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you need to go to the tutorial?"

"Forget it, at your age you will have experience no matter what, right?"

Sarye tangled her long hair behind her shoulders with some trembling, pulled off the shoulder straps of her evening dress, revealing her distinct collarbones and deep career line. She lay down on the billiard table with an uneasy mood, her thick long hair The hair is spread out on the green velvet cloth, as charming as a siren.

I have given myself to you...

Smelling the unique light aroma of wine on her body, her breath became hot, words were unnecessary, and her lips slowly came together. Zariye could not help but tremble, and she let out a delicate gasp. Let him tighten up.

He was going to get her completely on the pool table where she would play a game every day.

"Wait a minute..." Sarye bit her lower lip and stared at the person in front of her, "I don't care what happens in the future, but when you are with me, you are not allowed to mess with other women, not men or vodka. .”

The scene at this moment was exactly as he had imagined. The girl's eyes were misty and moist, her face was flushed, small beads of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose, her lips were slightly open, revealing a fresh and moist tongue, pure and mixed with charming.

Whatever.

Now he only wants her.

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