He almost half-carried and half-he supported Yu Manli and put her down on the big bed
Put it down gently, and the delicate body is sexy. Yu Manli is lying on the bed, her legs are hanging out outside the bed. These are a pair of crystal white, slender and strong legs. The buttocks wrapped in the tight skirt are round and upright
Li Weimin wanted to slowly caress the round buttocks and slowly play with it, but suddenly, his breathing became very rapid, his expression was painful, and even a little hideous. He quickly changed his mind, took off his clothes frantically, took off all his clothes, and his great cock was straightening up high.
Then, he pushed Yu Manli's dress up, revealing her white and tender buttocks, and then pulled down the T-shaped small lace. Without a moment of delay, his majestic big cock couldn't wait to penetrate Yu Manli's vagina, and the huge pleasure made both moan.
The drunk Yu Manli thought it was her husband. Although her husband Li Xiaofeng was far away in the United States, in her vague consciousness, she thought it was her husband pressing behind her.
Li Weimin thrust his big cock and thrust hard. He didn't care whether Yu Manli was drunk or sober. His penis was fierce and thick. He firmly believed that his daughter-in-law, who had been empty for a long time, needed sex. There were a lot of aphrodisiacs in the red wine. Even if Yu Manli was loyal, she could not control her desire.
Yu Manli was moaning, her mouth was intermittently praising: Husband, so awesome, so awesome, love me hard, AhAhAh...
She didn't know that it was her husband's father who was raped by her at this moment
When Wenlong woke up, it was already the next morning. The unique body fragrance still existed beside his pillow. Weng Lihong had already gotten up and was busy in the house. He walked to the living room with a little embarrassed and enjoyed the takeaway she called from Xiaonanguo.
Although Weng Lihong did not ask about where he went last night, judging from the faint smile on her face and the occasionally sly eyes that flashed by, she must have thought that he was with Tian Ge last night, but he was not in a hurry to correct this misunderstanding, so as not to be jealous again
Wenlong reposted the information he found out. Weng Lihong was also quite shocked about Xu Ruqing's behavior and intentions, but she always thought that this was just Xu Ruqing's expedient approach, and she must have some unspeakable difficulties. Although she was considerate and said a lot of good things from Xu Ruqing's position, he could see from her that both of them were not very optimistic about this matter.
He tried to contact Xu Ruqing and his daughter again, but there was no new progress, which made him gradually impatient. He wondered if he might as well use the means of the imperial capital to find them, but he didn't want to tie himself up with them too tightly. He didn't seem to owe them too much. Although they have no conflict of interest with him at the moment, in the political struggle field, nothing is eternal.
Until the evening, the phone finally got a flash of information. Wenlong opened it eagerly and saw that it was a text message from Zhong Yan'er, with just a few words: Come to the 8th floor of Jun'an Club at 8 o'clock in the evening, remember to wear formal clothes
The text message is not many words and the content is ambiguous. Although Wenlong still can't figure it out after reading it
And after sending the text message, Zhong Yan'er didn't move. He replied to her several times, all of which were like muddy bulls entering the sea without any news.
He couldn't help but worry about her situation, but she gave him a direction. No matter what kind of swords and fires are waiting for him at night, or the traps, he would go to the meeting to see it.
He came to Jun'an Club half an hour in advance. This 8-storey building is located on Jun'an Street, the most prosperous and representative area in the capital. The gray buildings with antique eaves are also in the style of the 1990s. The appearance is a bit outdated in front of the endless modern high-rise buildings. However, only a few people who have entered know how magnificent the decoration inside is, and there are very few people who can enter and exit it. The qualification for one membership alone costs more than 100,000 US dollars, so people entering and leaving the place are either rich or noble.
Wenlong learned about the situation of Jun'an Club in advance, then walked around the building several times and understood the building structure here. The building was designed in a relatively early stage. Although it had been renovated many times, the overall structural layout did not change much. Therefore, although there were many security guards in the building, the security system was still relatively backward. He looked at the gaps in the security guards' shift change, took advantage of the loopholes in the monitoring system and slipped in from the kitchen on the bottom floor of the building. Perhaps he was concerned about the feelings of members. The building's inspection of the guests was tight on the outside and loose on the inside. He easily found the hall on the 8th floor.
The hall is completely American in style, decorated in an extremely luxurious manner. A large mahogany staircase in the middle leads to the second floor. The handrails of the staircase are two naked Western portraits with broken arms. The four walls of the hall are decorated with exquisitely mounted oil paintings. The contents of the oil paintings are all based on the aristocratic life in modern Europe. A very gorgeous crystal lamp on the roof spreads the light in the crowded hall.
Wenlong had already put on a black suit and took care of himself with a healthy and upright body. Walking in this hall, no one doubted his identity. However, when he saw that most of the men in the hall were wearing solid color bow ties, he realized that his black tie was not considered formal attire, but no one mentioned this in person.
The men in the hall were all dressed in decent clothes and chatting and laughing. The ladies were mopping the floor with long skirts and slowly walking in full dresses. They were wandering among the fragrant hair and hair, which made him look confused. However, the most eye-catching woman that night was not difficult to find.
On the right corner below the big mahogany staircase, three men in formal dresses stood and talked with red wine glasses in their forehands. The three of them were over 40 years old, but they were tall and had extraordinary temperament. They looked successful in all fields, but they surrounded a woman and talked about it. He was so familiar with the beautiful figure of the woman that he could no longer be familiar with it.
She turned her back to him, and could only see her neck as slender as a swan, and her large round bun that was piled high above her head like a flower bud. She could occasionally see a feminine chestnut color in her black and smooth hair.
She was wearing a Givenchy long neck dress with a pure black silk fabric extending upward from the thin waist that was not gripped, and it began to shrink above her chest and was in an inverted V-shaped shape. The halter of the dress was a ring woven from silver thread, which was like a silver-shining necklace. Behind her, except for the large V-shaped and silver halter cut out of the silk fabric, was hollowed out, exposing most of the white and jade-like beautiful back, hanging on her two snow-white and slender jade arms, a long smoke-gray gauze scarf. The gauze scarf just rounded the back and covered most of the jade back, but the two graceful white and thin shoulder blades were still vaguely visible.
Although the fabric of the silk-long dress on her body was not close to her body, her small waist wrapped in the waistband of the dress was still so slim and unbearable to hold it. The long pure black silk skirt extended down from her waist and hips. The almost complete dress heel was cloaked on a pair of 11 cm slim sandals. The pair of thin heels made her slim figure much taller, allowing her to look straight with the three men around her. From a distance, she looked like a noble and noble queen.
He naturally knew who she was. Even if he didn't have to see her front, there were not many women who could fall for him by his back alone. One of them was standing in front of him. He loosened his tie, took a glass of red wine from the waiter who was walking by, and walked over with his head held high and his chest held high.
Aunt Qing, good evening Wenlong said hello until he approached her
His insertion made the three men stop. They turned their heads at the uninvited guest at the same time, with a bit of arrogance and impatientness in their eyes, but Wenlong's eyes were as deep and calm as ice, and he looked at them one by one without showing any weakness.
Seeing him, a trace of surprise seemed to flash in Xu Ruqing's phoenix eyes, but soon she returned to her cold and indifferent expression. She nodded slightly to him and said softly: Hello Wenlong
She might have realized the doubts in the eyes of the other three, raised the red wine glass in her hand and introduced the three people to him one by one.
Although the names of these three people are not well-known, he has also heard of them on TV or other media.
A bald man with a clear face is Lin Xitong. He is about seventy years old and his thin body can hardly support the dark blue dress. He is the chairman of China Merchants Bank Group and is considered a veteran in the domestic financial industry.
Another tall man wearing gold-rimmed glasses had a typical northern face, and a burly figure in a black dress, but his belly was obviously visible. This person was named Chen Enming, who was a ministerial-level official in charge of domestic ideological propaganda.
The last man with gray hair is called Huo Jianting. He was once a famous ship king in Hong Kong and now he is in a high position in the CPPCC.
This person is tall, but has a healthy skin color formed by long-term exercise. He wears a white dress and a white bow tie.
When it was the turn to introduce Wenlong, Xu Ruqing seemed to pause for about a second. She seemed to be reorganizing the wording in her mind, but she quickly said it.
This is Wenlong, a child of a sister, who just returned from studying in the United States
The three men nodded politely, but did not look at him directly. It seemed that Xu Ruqing's introduction did not give him extra points.
But Wenlong didn't care about these people. He sensitively realized that Xu Ruqing did not claim to be Zhong Yan'er's boyfriend in front of outsiders like before. What's wrong with this? A person as careful as her will never change his name for no reason.
Wenlong was a little absent-minded, so he didn't speak much, but in fact he couldn't get into the conversation. They were talking about topics in the political and business circles, which was not the field he was good at. He could only stand there like a fool, but his eyes were inseparable from Xu Ruqing.
Put it down gently, and the delicate body is sexy. Yu Manli is lying on the bed, her legs are hanging out outside the bed. These are a pair of crystal white, slender and strong legs. The buttocks wrapped in the tight skirt are round and upright
Li Weimin wanted to slowly caress the round buttocks and slowly play with it, but suddenly, his breathing became very rapid, his expression was painful, and even a little hideous. He quickly changed his mind, took off his clothes frantically, took off all his clothes, and his great cock was straightening up high.
Then, he pushed Yu Manli's dress up, revealing her white and tender buttocks, and then pulled down the T-shaped small lace. Without a moment of delay, his majestic big cock couldn't wait to penetrate Yu Manli's vagina, and the huge pleasure made both moan.
The drunk Yu Manli thought it was her husband. Although her husband Li Xiaofeng was far away in the United States, in her vague consciousness, she thought it was her husband pressing behind her.
Li Weimin thrust his big cock and thrust hard. He didn't care whether Yu Manli was drunk or sober. His penis was fierce and thick. He firmly believed that his daughter-in-law, who had been empty for a long time, needed sex. There were a lot of aphrodisiacs in the red wine. Even if Yu Manli was loyal, she could not control her desire.
Yu Manli was moaning, her mouth was intermittently praising: Husband, so awesome, so awesome, love me hard, AhAhAh...
She didn't know that it was her husband's father who was raped by her at this moment
When Wenlong woke up, it was already the next morning. The unique body fragrance still existed beside his pillow. Weng Lihong had already gotten up and was busy in the house. He walked to the living room with a little embarrassed and enjoyed the takeaway she called from Xiaonanguo.
Although Weng Lihong did not ask about where he went last night, judging from the faint smile on her face and the occasionally sly eyes that flashed by, she must have thought that he was with Tian Ge last night, but he was not in a hurry to correct this misunderstanding, so as not to be jealous again
Wenlong reposted the information he found out. Weng Lihong was also quite shocked about Xu Ruqing's behavior and intentions, but she always thought that this was just Xu Ruqing's expedient approach, and she must have some unspeakable difficulties. Although she was considerate and said a lot of good things from Xu Ruqing's position, he could see from her that both of them were not very optimistic about this matter.
He tried to contact Xu Ruqing and his daughter again, but there was no new progress, which made him gradually impatient. He wondered if he might as well use the means of the imperial capital to find them, but he didn't want to tie himself up with them too tightly. He didn't seem to owe them too much. Although they have no conflict of interest with him at the moment, in the political struggle field, nothing is eternal.
Until the evening, the phone finally got a flash of information. Wenlong opened it eagerly and saw that it was a text message from Zhong Yan'er, with just a few words: Come to the 8th floor of Jun'an Club at 8 o'clock in the evening, remember to wear formal clothes
The text message is not many words and the content is ambiguous. Although Wenlong still can't figure it out after reading it
And after sending the text message, Zhong Yan'er didn't move. He replied to her several times, all of which were like muddy bulls entering the sea without any news.
He couldn't help but worry about her situation, but she gave him a direction. No matter what kind of swords and fires are waiting for him at night, or the traps, he would go to the meeting to see it.
He came to Jun'an Club half an hour in advance. This 8-storey building is located on Jun'an Street, the most prosperous and representative area in the capital. The gray buildings with antique eaves are also in the style of the 1990s. The appearance is a bit outdated in front of the endless modern high-rise buildings. However, only a few people who have entered know how magnificent the decoration inside is, and there are very few people who can enter and exit it. The qualification for one membership alone costs more than 100,000 US dollars, so people entering and leaving the place are either rich or noble.
Wenlong learned about the situation of Jun'an Club in advance, then walked around the building several times and understood the building structure here. The building was designed in a relatively early stage. Although it had been renovated many times, the overall structural layout did not change much. Therefore, although there were many security guards in the building, the security system was still relatively backward. He looked at the gaps in the security guards' shift change, took advantage of the loopholes in the monitoring system and slipped in from the kitchen on the bottom floor of the building. Perhaps he was concerned about the feelings of members. The building's inspection of the guests was tight on the outside and loose on the inside. He easily found the hall on the 8th floor.
The hall is completely American in style, decorated in an extremely luxurious manner. A large mahogany staircase in the middle leads to the second floor. The handrails of the staircase are two naked Western portraits with broken arms. The four walls of the hall are decorated with exquisitely mounted oil paintings. The contents of the oil paintings are all based on the aristocratic life in modern Europe. A very gorgeous crystal lamp on the roof spreads the light in the crowded hall.
Wenlong had already put on a black suit and took care of himself with a healthy and upright body. Walking in this hall, no one doubted his identity. However, when he saw that most of the men in the hall were wearing solid color bow ties, he realized that his black tie was not considered formal attire, but no one mentioned this in person.
The men in the hall were all dressed in decent clothes and chatting and laughing. The ladies were mopping the floor with long skirts and slowly walking in full dresses. They were wandering among the fragrant hair and hair, which made him look confused. However, the most eye-catching woman that night was not difficult to find.
On the right corner below the big mahogany staircase, three men in formal dresses stood and talked with red wine glasses in their forehands. The three of them were over 40 years old, but they were tall and had extraordinary temperament. They looked successful in all fields, but they surrounded a woman and talked about it. He was so familiar with the beautiful figure of the woman that he could no longer be familiar with it.
She turned her back to him, and could only see her neck as slender as a swan, and her large round bun that was piled high above her head like a flower bud. She could occasionally see a feminine chestnut color in her black and smooth hair.
She was wearing a Givenchy long neck dress with a pure black silk fabric extending upward from the thin waist that was not gripped, and it began to shrink above her chest and was in an inverted V-shaped shape. The halter of the dress was a ring woven from silver thread, which was like a silver-shining necklace. Behind her, except for the large V-shaped and silver halter cut out of the silk fabric, was hollowed out, exposing most of the white and jade-like beautiful back, hanging on her two snow-white and slender jade arms, a long smoke-gray gauze scarf. The gauze scarf just rounded the back and covered most of the jade back, but the two graceful white and thin shoulder blades were still vaguely visible.
Although the fabric of the silk-long dress on her body was not close to her body, her small waist wrapped in the waistband of the dress was still so slim and unbearable to hold it. The long pure black silk skirt extended down from her waist and hips. The almost complete dress heel was cloaked on a pair of 11 cm slim sandals. The pair of thin heels made her slim figure much taller, allowing her to look straight with the three men around her. From a distance, she looked like a noble and noble queen.
He naturally knew who she was. Even if he didn't have to see her front, there were not many women who could fall for him by his back alone. One of them was standing in front of him. He loosened his tie, took a glass of red wine from the waiter who was walking by, and walked over with his head held high and his chest held high.
Aunt Qing, good evening Wenlong said hello until he approached her
His insertion made the three men stop. They turned their heads at the uninvited guest at the same time, with a bit of arrogance and impatientness in their eyes, but Wenlong's eyes were as deep and calm as ice, and he looked at them one by one without showing any weakness.
Seeing him, a trace of surprise seemed to flash in Xu Ruqing's phoenix eyes, but soon she returned to her cold and indifferent expression. She nodded slightly to him and said softly: Hello Wenlong
She might have realized the doubts in the eyes of the other three, raised the red wine glass in her hand and introduced the three people to him one by one.
Although the names of these three people are not well-known, he has also heard of them on TV or other media.
A bald man with a clear face is Lin Xitong. He is about seventy years old and his thin body can hardly support the dark blue dress. He is the chairman of China Merchants Bank Group and is considered a veteran in the domestic financial industry.
Another tall man wearing gold-rimmed glasses had a typical northern face, and a burly figure in a black dress, but his belly was obviously visible. This person was named Chen Enming, who was a ministerial-level official in charge of domestic ideological propaganda.
The last man with gray hair is called Huo Jianting. He was once a famous ship king in Hong Kong and now he is in a high position in the CPPCC.
This person is tall, but has a healthy skin color formed by long-term exercise. He wears a white dress and a white bow tie.
When it was the turn to introduce Wenlong, Xu Ruqing seemed to pause for about a second. She seemed to be reorganizing the wording in her mind, but she quickly said it.
This is Wenlong, a child of a sister, who just returned from studying in the United States
The three men nodded politely, but did not look at him directly. It seemed that Xu Ruqing's introduction did not give him extra points.
But Wenlong didn't care about these people. He sensitively realized that Xu Ruqing did not claim to be Zhong Yan'er's boyfriend in front of outsiders like before. What's wrong with this? A person as careful as her will never change his name for no reason.
Wenlong was a little absent-minded, so he didn't speak much, but in fact he couldn't get into the conversation. They were talking about topics in the political and business circles, which was not the field he was good at. He could only stand there like a fool, but his eyes were inseparable from Xu Ruqing.
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