Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Lu Yan glanced at his handsome eyes, then turned to leave.

He is no longer her eagle.

Now she met better people.

...

In the banquet hall.

An An struck a long skirt, standing slim, she looked at Li Junxun in front of her.

Everyone around is cheating ---

"Miss An An, please promise Li Gongzi, no one is better than you here."

"Yeah, you guys are really good-looking girls, born in pairs." ...

Li Junxun looked at An An tenderly. "An An, can I invite you to dance?"

An An withdrew her little white hand from the eagle mask, and apologized, "Master Junxun, I'm sorry, I'm not here to dance."

She's not here to dance, she just saw an eagle mask here ...

As soon as Li Junxun was stagnant, disappointment appeared on his handsome face, and An An rejected him mercilessly.

"An An ..."

At this time, An An's eyes saw a familiar figure. Her ice-cold black-and-white pupils lighted up instantly, and she didn't know if she was wrong.

"Scholar Junjun, I'm a little tired. I'll go back first."

Before Li Junxun spoke, An An pulled out his thin legs and left.

...

Lu Yan didn't go far. He became a cigarette addict, so he pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket in an unoccupied corner.

The place where he stood was very dark, only a little bit of moonlight came over, took out a cigarette, he ignited a lighter between his slender fingers, and slightly raised his cigarette.

Taking a strong breath with his sword eyebrow, he felt that the nicotine in the smoke was a bit light and could not restrain the throbbing on his body.

I took a couple of sips, and then a sweet voice sounded in my ear, "Sir, is it necessary?"

Lu Yan looked up. There was a beautiful Miao Xinjiang in front of her. She was the singer here. In addition to playing the piano, she would also serve the royal ministers.

It's like the top brand in those high-end hotels in Imperial City, the more expensive ones.

Lu Yan Jianshuo's body leaned lazily against the wall, copying his trousers pocket with one hand, holding a cigarette between his slender two fingers, and slowly exhaling smoke from his dry thin lips, his blood-red brown eyes A glance up and down at the beauty.

The beauties knew that there was a play. She reached out and took off her coat, exposing the slim skirt inside.

This beautiful girl has a very good figure, she is pretty up and down, S curve.

The beauty walked over with confidence and came to Lu Yan's face. She reached out and touched Lu Yan's healthy chest.

Lu Yan didn't move, so she just touched her. She took a cigarette with her finger to the thin lips and took a sip. He spit out the smoke on the beautiful woman, and then lip smiled, "I have no money."

No money?

The beauty was stiff, but her hand lingered on the man's strong chest, and it was difficult to recover. In such a cold day, he wore a black shirt with three loose buttons on the neckline of his shirt, exposing his large tan **** skin.

Below is a pair of black trousers, but the shirt is not tied into the trousers, his clothes are wrinkled, not ironed, and it looks like there is no money, but **** it reveals an unruly wild nature .

This beauty has seen many men, but really has not seen such a man, she feels his rough taste, full of male hormones.

"Sir, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, you can show it to me. If I'm satisfied, I'll post yours."

This beauty wants to stick him down.

Lu Yan was smoking with his eyebrows in his arms, and he refused. He hadn't had a woman in a long time, and he didn't plan to do any monks for fasting.

He should still be the same as before. Do n’t expect things that do n’t belong to him. Do n’t give hope anymore.

His relationship with women has always been simple, two words, buying and selling.

"Sir, you are really hard and hot." The beauty couldn't help but praise.

Lu Yan exhaled another smog. He still had a high fever, of course, it was very hot, and his muscles were strong, like a barrier, and very hard.

This is a woman's favorite.

He narrowed his blood red narrow eyes and looked at the beauty in front of him, smiling casually, "Clean? I don't want to get sick."

What jerk?

The beauty blushed and Jiao gave Lu Yan a glance. "Rest assured, I don't want to get sick."

"Oh." Lu Yan laughed lowly, and Jianshuo's chest pulsated up and down.

The beauty had been overwhelmed by his hook, she reached out and opened the belt of the man's healthy waist, then crouched down ...

...

An An came over, she was looking for the familiar figure.

She should have read it right. She saw a familiar figure leaving in the banquet hall just now. It was him and Lu Yan.

But she couldn't find him.

where is he?

It's so dark here.

Quietly around, there is no street lamp, extremely barren and remote.

At this moment, an abnormal noise suddenly sounded in my ear, An An's footsteps were delayed, and there were people here.

She glanced down at her voice. In a remote corner, a tall and sturdy man leaned lazily against the wall, his long fingertips were still smoking, and a woman crouched in front of him ...

An An's clean black and white pupils contracted suddenly, and the entire brain exploded.

She remembered that room, he pressed her to press her shoulder and then her little head to squat.

What he forced her to do that day, now a woman is doing it to him.

He actually ...

An An's two small hands on her side suddenly drew into fists, her white eyes suddenly turned red, this bastard!

Lu Yan is very alert. He was easily spotted when someone came, someone!

His blood-red, brown eyes looked sideways, and a gloomy gaze swept over there.

But he froze for a moment, Ann ...

An An stood there alone, and those snow-like eyes were staring at him.

It took Lu Yan two seconds to move. The palm of the cigarette reached Miao Xinjiang's forehead, pushed her away, and held the cigarette on her thin lips. He opened the pants chain by hand. Put on the waistband.

"Sir, what's the matter with you, we are not over yet." The Miao Jiang beauty frowned dissatisfied.

Lu Yan didn't say anything, didn't look at An An again, he turned and left.

"Sir, why are you leaving?" The beautiful girl shouted reluctantly from the back.

Lu Yan walked back to his room with his long legs, and his handsome face should have no expression. In fact, there was nothing. When she was 13 years old, he had bumped into him and other women in bed. Later, he was going to marry a famous lady. Lock her in the cloakroom and let her listen to the sound of him going to bed with that lady.

Although he had forgotten the name of that lady.

After all these years, he is used to it, and she should be used to it.

He was not a good guy at all.

There was a pain in the back of the head, and a bag hit him **** the back of the head.