Dozo America

Hashimotoen's mood was a bit complicated. On the one hand, he felt that he was using his own body to trade and felt dirty. On the other hand, he felt that the man had an inexplicable attraction to him, and he couldn't help but want to throw himself into his arms.

She felt a little ashamed, but no matter what, she made the phone call by accident, and then went upstairs.

"I just heard her talking about Mr. Zhen, is he the man you helped translate?" At this time, a front desk clerk walked over from the lobby, then walked into the front desk and stood facing the side.

Michi Kikuko, who was sending away the guests with a smile, said, "Tell me, are all these celebrities so romantic?" The waiter said with some indignation. It was obvious that she was a little jealous.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Michi Kikuko's face dimmed, and then she said to the waiter dissatisfied, "Do your job seriously, don't talk nonsense here, if someone with a heart hears it, they will think you are criticizing the guest.

You will be fired, do you understand?" She sounded like a warning, but also like she was speaking to herself.

But Michi Kikuko's eyes could not help but watch that beautiful, leisurely and noble woman walk into the elevator. She couldn't help but sigh slightly in her heart. Sure enough, only such a noble Miss Hashimotoen could be worthy of Zhen Fan.

Such a man. Thinking about that time between herself and Zhen Fan, she couldn't help but feel hot all over.

"What's wrong with me?" Michi Kikuko touched her face, it was hot, but her heart seemed to be blocked by something, a little uncomfortable. She felt so uncomfortable that she just wanted to cry happily.

There is Cinderella in Tokyo Love Story, but am I that Cinderella? Obviously, the answer is no.

Hashimotoen is a star. Almost all the waiters here know her. She just went up. Michi Kikuko was a little absent-minded. When someone pushed her and the guests arrived, she came back to her senses and started her work, but she

But her mind was always on the house, Zhen Fan's room. She knew that room. She had checked it in the information.

After waiting for half an hour, Michi Kikuko couldn't bear it anymore. She wanted to reach for the phone and call room service in that room, but after thinking about it, she held it back. But just as she held it back, she felt a little regretful.

So she picked up the phone again, until the waiter next to her who had gossiped with her said to her: "What do you want to do? Miike Kikuko?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just want to ask if you want room service." Michi Kikuko quickly put down the phone, thinking that she had done something wrong and someone found out, her face felt hot. Fortunately, she didn't.

People could tell. So she set a range for herself. If...if the woman hadn't come down in half an hour, she would make a room service call to Zhen Fan's room.

Once she made this decision, Miike Kikuko felt that she had something to do. She looked at the clock and looked at her watch from time to time. She still put the $20,000 last night neatly in her bag.

Here, she wanted to return it to Zhen Fan, but she was afraid that Zhen Fan would be angry, so she was very hesitant.

Time seemed to pass very slowly. It was already the tenth time that Miike Kikuko looked at the clock. Her strange behavior finally caught the attention of the colleague next to her, who frowned and looked at Miike Kikuko and said: "

Juzi, if you have something important to do, I can help you find someone to take care of it."

"No, no, it's nothing. I just feel that time passes very slowly. Why isn't it time to get off work yet!" Michi Kikuko shook her hands in a panic and said, "I... No need, I can do it!"

"Don't hold on!" the waiter said, no longer paying attention to Michi Kikuko.

Michi Kikuko nodded, said thank you, looked at her watch, then took a deep breath, picked up the receiver of the phone, and started dialing. Listening to the connection sound coming from inside,

Her heart suddenly felt like something was gripping her, and she felt a little out of breath, but she still tried her best to adjust her vocal cords to make her voice sound more normal, so that no one could hear any problems.

"Are you a guest in room xx? I'm the front desk service here. Is there any room service you need?" Meichi Kikuko tried her best to change her voice a little bit, fearing that Zhen Fan would hear something.

"Uh, bring us a bottle of red wine, and... Italian vegetarian soup, and Roman roast half chicken." A sweet woman's voice came from inside, "Please, please send it over as soon as possible!"

The other party hung up the phone.

This voice confirmed that Hashimoto Son really went to Zhen Fan's room, and that they planned to drink in the room. Obviously what this meant, Michi Kikuko knew. She finally sighed, and then

After giving these instructions, I sat aside in despair.

I don’t know how I stayed up until after get off work. Michi Kikuko went out as fast as she could. She wanted to find a place to drink, and then go home and cover her head to take a deep sleep, so that she could forget about the fantastic experience and the almost tragic experience. The distance between her and the man who lost her body is too far.

Hashimoto put down the phone, then looked at Zhen Fan and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be quite romantic. Have you ordered a meal?" When she spoke, she had a meek expression.

She always had such an expression in front of her. It was hard to imagine that she was born into a wealthy family.

"I haven't decided yet. It's strange...Do the hotels here take the initiative to call guests for room service?" Zhen Fan hugged Hashimotoen and then attached his hands to her breasts, which were soft, firm and full of elasticity.

, and it has a heavy feeling. It feels amazingly good in the hand.

The two of them had been fighting for almost an hour, and they didn't let go until Hashimoto begged for mercy. Just after it was over, they heard the call from room service. Hashimoto really felt hungry. So he asked for Zhen Fan's help.

After agreeing, I ordered some food so that I could fill my stomach and continue working hard.

Not long after, room service came, pushing a dining cart and bringing Hashimotoen's favorite food. The waiter helped open the bottle of red wine. After accepting Zhen Fan's twenty-dollar purchase, he was very happy.

Withdrew.

"Cheers!" Zhen Fan poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Hashimotoen. The two took a sip. Hashimotoen's face was red, and his white and tender skin looked even more charming against the background of the red wine. Drink

After having a drink, the two of them

They were entangled again, and this time Hashimotoen took the initiative. She took the initiative to sit on Zhen Fan's body. She kept swaying and was extremely soft, making Zhen Fan experience a very comfortable feeling again. This time

The time is longer.

After that, the two of them took a bath together, and Zhen Fan was ready to send Hashimoto-on off. Hashimoto-on walked to the door and bowed to Zhen Fan: "Mr. Zhen, I'm leaving first. Please treat me later."

Please take good care of me!"

This was to remind himself not to forget what he had entrusted to him. Zhen Fan nodded, indicating that he understood. Hashimotoen bowed again, then opened the door and left gently. Zhen Fan did not see him off.

She, because there is no need. In the transaction process, there is no one who is more polite or who is more rude.

After seeing off Hashimotoen, Zhen Fan looked at the time. It was almost time to go to Emma's room. He felt that although he had scored twice, he was still full of energy, so he took care of himself a little and went out.

. He knew the room number Emma wrote on his palm, and then knocked on the door.

"Hey, Zhen, you're here too? What a surprise!" The person who opened the door was not Emma, ​​but Angelina. At this time, a head stuck out from Angelina's shoulder. It was Nicola?

Pez. She smiled at Zhen Fan and said, "Emma also invited you, right? Come in quickly, you are the only man now!"

Zhen Fan was depressed for a while. He originally thought he was sneaking around with Emma, ​​but he didn't expect that there were so many women here. What's worse, he was the only male here. Although he was used to being among a group of women, that was all.

I am very familiar with them. The people I am familiar with here now seem to be Emma and Angelina.

When I walked into the living room, I saw Scarlett Johnson sitting there with a glass of red wine swaying slightly. Her eyes blinked lightly at Zhen Fan a few times, and then she smiled and said: "Zhen Fan

, Hello, welcome to the country of women!" After saying that, he put down his wine glass, stood up, and wanted to give Zhen Fan a hug.

So the two hugged, and Scarlett smiled jokingly: "I have been thinking about when I can hug Zhen. Unexpectedly, my dream has come true in the past few days, and twice. It's incredible.

!”

"I know, and you also said that if you could get down under his shorts and have a look, you would know why he is so popular with women." Nicola said with a provocative smile to Scarlett.

, "Now... Zhen is here. If you want to take off his underwear, I suggest you do it now. We can be your assistants!"

"Oh, God, what are you talking about?" Zhen Fan spread his hands speechlessly, then looked at Angelina, and then turned his eyes to Emma, ​​who looked a little embarrassed. He really didn't understand what was going on now.

Something's happened.

Emma shrugged helplessly at Zhen Fan, then shook her head and said to Zhen Fan: "Let's go to the room to talk. We just happened to talk about the new movie. We are the starring ones, right?"

"Of course, this is your privilege, you'd better hurry up!" Scarlett said with a loud smile to Emma who pulled Zhen Fan into the room, "We are all waiting for Zhen Fan."

"Don't worry, he won't fly!" Emma said, closing the door and apologizing to Zhen Fan, "I'm sorry, Zhen, God knows why they came. I didn't know anything about it, I'm sorry.

!I will make it up to you when I return to Los Angeles, okay?" Emma said, holding Zhen Fan's face and kissing it.

"No, why do you have to wait until you return to Los Angeles? Tomorrow... you can make it up to me on the plane!" Zhen Fan said, winking at Emma, ​​and then said, "I'm ready to go back. The woman here asked me Reminds me of a movie about a woman using a man as a sacrifice!"

"Haha, let's go, you bastard!" Emma said, opened the door, and then took Zhen Fan out. She heard Nicola scream, "Oh my God, it's only been five minutes. Oh, incredible , also includes time to get dressed up! God——” (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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