After Gong Li woke up, she found that she was covered with a thin blanket and tried to open her eyes to see around her. The room was dim. Only when the breeze blew the curtains on the window, would a trace of light appear. It looked too late.
She tried hard to support her lazy body, but after she moved, she felt a torn pain in her lower body, which immediately made her hum and fell back.
After reaching out and touching it down, she realized that the lip between her legs seemed to be much swollen, and she finally remembered the fragments from last night.
The man hiding behind the curtain fucked her to orgasm with just his cock, and in front of Zhang Yimou, and then fucked her to her second orgasm in a short time.
Gong Li, who was already at the critical point, was supported by the pain of deflowering and the only shame left to be raped in public, was so happy that she fainted. Then she didn't know how she was taken away from the party, nor how she appeared here.
The only memory fragments under her were: she lay on the bed and raised her butt and made the man rattle from behind, or was picked up by the man, standing on the ground and pushing her upwards.
No matter which position she was fucked so happily, moaning on the man's body, and I don't know how many times she had orgasm, and then fainted from being fucked again.
Gong Li took a deep breath and quickly stopped her dissipating thoughts. As soon as the intercourse scenes came out of her mind, her nipples became harder, and there was a slight wetness between her legs, which stimulated her red and swollen labia and felt quite uncomfortable.
But she didn't mean much embarrassment, and she even liked it a little. That wild and exciting intercourse seemed to be exactly what she longed for. If that man fucked herself like this every time, what if he was his toilet?
Finally, after adapting to the lazy satisfaction in her body, Gong Li endured the pain in her lower body, got out of bed and pulled open the curtains. After the sunlight came in, she looked at the time on the bedside table. It was already ten o'clock.
Then she noticed that there were other things on the bedside table, which seemed to be a piece of fabric. When she picked it up, she found that there were some brown spots on it, as if it was soaked in water.
After turning it over and looking at it, she understood that this piece of fabric was cut from the cheongsam she wore yesterday. After thinking about it, it is not difficult to guess what the brown traces were like soaked.
Even the big girl from Shandong couldn't help but spit with a blush when she saw this, and then she felt a little confused. What would she do next?
After thinking about it, she wrapped a towel around her body, moved her footsteps and endured the pain to the living room of the suite. After finding the phone, she picked up the receiver and started dialing.
Soon the other side was connected, and Liu Xiaoqing's voice came to his ears: Hello, who?
It's me, Sister Xiaoqing... Gong Li breathed a sigh of relief. The reason she could make her clearance means she was still staying in the hotel where the crew was staying.
Xiaoli?You woke up?Liu Xiaoqing seemed not surprised. Don’t go around, I’ll come soon.
A few minutes later, a knock on the door sounded, and Liu Xiaoqing, carrying a food box, appeared in front of Gong Li.
I think you must be hungry.She said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Li's stomach let out a gurgle, making people feel very embarrassed.
After eating, Liu Xiaoqing opened the food box without caring about it, specifically to keep the hotel warm.
This is... Gong Li was surprised because the food box contained steamed buns, buns and tremella soup.
She hurriedly took it out, then stuffed a steamed bun into her mouth, and then moaned with satisfaction and happiness.
Although she had never had a shortage of food during her time in Cannes, after tasting fresh, she always felt that she was missing something, or she was a little uncomfortable with these foreign foods.
In fact, it’s not just her, but most of the crews in the two mainland China are like this, even though several of them are not here in Europe for the first time.
Although some people said something sarcastic in private that mountain pigs can't eat fine bran, when someone got the authentic Chinese food from Cannes, they still rushed to eat it.
Of course, the so-called authentic Chinese food is just like that. There is no food that will not be localized after a strange place.
All of them are fine when eating, and some are even harder to swallow than Western food. In this case, how can you not be moved when you suddenly feel the taste of your hometown?
Eat slowly, don't worry, this is something Mr. Zhang specially bought from Paris.Liu Xiaoqing said with a smile at this time.
Paris?Gong Li couldn't help but be stunned.
Although she has never been to Paris, she also knows that it is the capital of France and the distance from Cannes is even further than that from Beijing to Jinan.
At such a long distance, how did that man send this steaming breakfast from Paris?
As if she saw her thoughts, Liu Xiaoqing immediately explained: This is not a difficult task for Mr. Zhang. He called Paris by phone, and naturally someone contacted the best Chinese restaurant there. This morning, he used the best ingredients and the most authentic way to make a breakfast, and then sent it by plane.
Gong Li doesn’t know much about it anymore. She only took a plane for the first time this time, but she has already started to deliver breakfast on the plane?
Of course, in order to avoid suspicion, everyone has it, don’t worry, Liu Xiaoqing continued with a smile, so Ah, letting you approach Mr. Zhang and strive to be his lover is not a disadvantage.
But... Gong Li couldn't help but say a little aggrievedly, he didn't want me to be his lover, he wanted me to... let me be his...a toilet...
At the end, maybe she was a little ashamed. Not only did her voice become smaller, but her neck also shrank, but she soon thought of Liu Xiaoqing's performance that night, which seemed to be no different from her, so she subconsciously straightened her chest.
Meat toilet?Liu Xiaoqing was a little puzzled.
So Gong Li explained to her a little, but did not say that she was deflowered in front of everyone at a party last night.
However, Liu Xiaoqing didn't care: What's the matter? He wants you to be a meat toilet, so you can just use it as a meat toilet. As long as you can stay by his side, you can continue to influence him and make his position biased towards the country.
But... what else does Gong Li want to say.
Has he abused you?Liu Xiaoqing asked interrupted.
No... Gong Li shook her head.
Then has he forced you?Liu Xiaoqing asked again.
Gong Li wanted to talk about what happened last night, but when she thought that she was still very happy in the end, and seemed to like being fucked secretly in front of everyone, she had to shake her head again.
So what is the difference between a meat toilet and a lover?Liu Xiaoqing laughed.
Gong Li still felt something was wrong, but she didn't plan to think too much and continued to eat breakfast.
That's right. Liu Xiaoqing nodded with satisfaction and reached out to pinch her smooth shoulders. I have to say, Xiaoli, you have a really good figure.
Gong Li trembled gently and looked at Liu Xiaoqing for some unknown reason.
Don’t be so shy. It’s not that you haven’t seen or touched it. Liu Xiaoqing shrugged. Besides, you must serve Mr. Zhang in the bed together in the future.
Gong Li pursed her lower lips: My body... was Sister Xiaoqing helped clean it up?
Of course, you can’t count on Ding Lan, right?Liu Xiaoqing smiled, and, I told your leader, you really don’t have to worry about being with me last night.
After saying that, he pinched her arm again: To be honest, Xiaoli, your figure is really good. If I had the figure of you, I might have fascinated me.Do you know? Mr. Zhang is going to ask you to play the heroine in the next movie.
Really...really?Gong Li was surprised.
At least, I heard from the leaders’ chat that I can ask Mr. Zhang directly if you have time.Liu Xiaoqing said so.
Gong Li's heart suddenly became a little strange. She said last night's words by dealing with Zhang Yimou. If she didn't drive him away as soon as possible, it might be very troublesome to really ejaculate in front of the other side. Unexpectedly, the man could hear it in his ears.
By the way, her eyes suddenly lit up when she thought of something. Sister Xiaoqing, he... he ejaculated in me every time last night. Will this... be pregnant Ah?
Although Gong Li is already trying to suppress her tone, the secret joy is still obvious.
However, Liu Xiaoqing was the first to stay away, but he still sincerely congratulated him: Yes, Xiaoli, you did a good job, which shows that Mr. Zhang did look at you differently to a certain extent. If you are really pregnant with his child...
She paused at this point: Then it is good for you and the country.
Really...really?Although Gong Li replied in this way, her eyes were not fake.
Of course, Liu Xiaoqing smiled and sighed, holding one of her hands. At that time, Ah, my sister may still rely on you.
Sister Xiaoqing, don’t worry, you will always be my sister.Gong Li said seriously, and at the same time began to fantasize about what would she look like after giving birth to that man's child.
Unfortunately, this is probably impossible. In someone's plan, let alone Emperor Gong, even Queen Margo is not on the list of giving birth.
Why, my master?Isabel Ajiani, kneeling in front of Li Xu, looked up against his calves, and there seemed to be endless melancholy in her beautiful blue eyes.
Why can't I be given a child?Her tone was filled with sadness.
Oh, dear Isa, tell me, why do you want a child so much?Li Xu asked with a smile.
My master, you used evil magic to turn me into your pet, but you left it aside and ignored it. Now you don’t even give me some comfort?Isabel said sadly.
She tried hard to support her lazy body, but after she moved, she felt a torn pain in her lower body, which immediately made her hum and fell back.
After reaching out and touching it down, she realized that the lip between her legs seemed to be much swollen, and she finally remembered the fragments from last night.
The man hiding behind the curtain fucked her to orgasm with just his cock, and in front of Zhang Yimou, and then fucked her to her second orgasm in a short time.
Gong Li, who was already at the critical point, was supported by the pain of deflowering and the only shame left to be raped in public, was so happy that she fainted. Then she didn't know how she was taken away from the party, nor how she appeared here.
The only memory fragments under her were: she lay on the bed and raised her butt and made the man rattle from behind, or was picked up by the man, standing on the ground and pushing her upwards.
No matter which position she was fucked so happily, moaning on the man's body, and I don't know how many times she had orgasm, and then fainted from being fucked again.
Gong Li took a deep breath and quickly stopped her dissipating thoughts. As soon as the intercourse scenes came out of her mind, her nipples became harder, and there was a slight wetness between her legs, which stimulated her red and swollen labia and felt quite uncomfortable.
But she didn't mean much embarrassment, and she even liked it a little. That wild and exciting intercourse seemed to be exactly what she longed for. If that man fucked herself like this every time, what if he was his toilet?
Finally, after adapting to the lazy satisfaction in her body, Gong Li endured the pain in her lower body, got out of bed and pulled open the curtains. After the sunlight came in, she looked at the time on the bedside table. It was already ten o'clock.
Then she noticed that there were other things on the bedside table, which seemed to be a piece of fabric. When she picked it up, she found that there were some brown spots on it, as if it was soaked in water.
After turning it over and looking at it, she understood that this piece of fabric was cut from the cheongsam she wore yesterday. After thinking about it, it is not difficult to guess what the brown traces were like soaked.
Even the big girl from Shandong couldn't help but spit with a blush when she saw this, and then she felt a little confused. What would she do next?
After thinking about it, she wrapped a towel around her body, moved her footsteps and endured the pain to the living room of the suite. After finding the phone, she picked up the receiver and started dialing.
Soon the other side was connected, and Liu Xiaoqing's voice came to his ears: Hello, who?
It's me, Sister Xiaoqing... Gong Li breathed a sigh of relief. The reason she could make her clearance means she was still staying in the hotel where the crew was staying.
Xiaoli?You woke up?Liu Xiaoqing seemed not surprised. Don’t go around, I’ll come soon.
A few minutes later, a knock on the door sounded, and Liu Xiaoqing, carrying a food box, appeared in front of Gong Li.
I think you must be hungry.She said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Li's stomach let out a gurgle, making people feel very embarrassed.
After eating, Liu Xiaoqing opened the food box without caring about it, specifically to keep the hotel warm.
This is... Gong Li was surprised because the food box contained steamed buns, buns and tremella soup.
She hurriedly took it out, then stuffed a steamed bun into her mouth, and then moaned with satisfaction and happiness.
Although she had never had a shortage of food during her time in Cannes, after tasting fresh, she always felt that she was missing something, or she was a little uncomfortable with these foreign foods.
In fact, it’s not just her, but most of the crews in the two mainland China are like this, even though several of them are not here in Europe for the first time.
Although some people said something sarcastic in private that mountain pigs can't eat fine bran, when someone got the authentic Chinese food from Cannes, they still rushed to eat it.
Of course, the so-called authentic Chinese food is just like that. There is no food that will not be localized after a strange place.
All of them are fine when eating, and some are even harder to swallow than Western food. In this case, how can you not be moved when you suddenly feel the taste of your hometown?
Eat slowly, don't worry, this is something Mr. Zhang specially bought from Paris.Liu Xiaoqing said with a smile at this time.
Paris?Gong Li couldn't help but be stunned.
Although she has never been to Paris, she also knows that it is the capital of France and the distance from Cannes is even further than that from Beijing to Jinan.
At such a long distance, how did that man send this steaming breakfast from Paris?
As if she saw her thoughts, Liu Xiaoqing immediately explained: This is not a difficult task for Mr. Zhang. He called Paris by phone, and naturally someone contacted the best Chinese restaurant there. This morning, he used the best ingredients and the most authentic way to make a breakfast, and then sent it by plane.
Gong Li doesn’t know much about it anymore. She only took a plane for the first time this time, but she has already started to deliver breakfast on the plane?
Of course, in order to avoid suspicion, everyone has it, don’t worry, Liu Xiaoqing continued with a smile, so Ah, letting you approach Mr. Zhang and strive to be his lover is not a disadvantage.
But... Gong Li couldn't help but say a little aggrievedly, he didn't want me to be his lover, he wanted me to... let me be his...a toilet...
At the end, maybe she was a little ashamed. Not only did her voice become smaller, but her neck also shrank, but she soon thought of Liu Xiaoqing's performance that night, which seemed to be no different from her, so she subconsciously straightened her chest.
Meat toilet?Liu Xiaoqing was a little puzzled.
So Gong Li explained to her a little, but did not say that she was deflowered in front of everyone at a party last night.
However, Liu Xiaoqing didn't care: What's the matter? He wants you to be a meat toilet, so you can just use it as a meat toilet. As long as you can stay by his side, you can continue to influence him and make his position biased towards the country.
But... what else does Gong Li want to say.
Has he abused you?Liu Xiaoqing asked interrupted.
No... Gong Li shook her head.
Then has he forced you?Liu Xiaoqing asked again.
Gong Li wanted to talk about what happened last night, but when she thought that she was still very happy in the end, and seemed to like being fucked secretly in front of everyone, she had to shake her head again.
So what is the difference between a meat toilet and a lover?Liu Xiaoqing laughed.
Gong Li still felt something was wrong, but she didn't plan to think too much and continued to eat breakfast.
That's right. Liu Xiaoqing nodded with satisfaction and reached out to pinch her smooth shoulders. I have to say, Xiaoli, you have a really good figure.
Gong Li trembled gently and looked at Liu Xiaoqing for some unknown reason.
Don’t be so shy. It’s not that you haven’t seen or touched it. Liu Xiaoqing shrugged. Besides, you must serve Mr. Zhang in the bed together in the future.
Gong Li pursed her lower lips: My body... was Sister Xiaoqing helped clean it up?
Of course, you can’t count on Ding Lan, right?Liu Xiaoqing smiled, and, I told your leader, you really don’t have to worry about being with me last night.
After saying that, he pinched her arm again: To be honest, Xiaoli, your figure is really good. If I had the figure of you, I might have fascinated me.Do you know? Mr. Zhang is going to ask you to play the heroine in the next movie.
Really...really?Gong Li was surprised.
At least, I heard from the leaders’ chat that I can ask Mr. Zhang directly if you have time.Liu Xiaoqing said so.
Gong Li's heart suddenly became a little strange. She said last night's words by dealing with Zhang Yimou. If she didn't drive him away as soon as possible, it might be very troublesome to really ejaculate in front of the other side. Unexpectedly, the man could hear it in his ears.
By the way, her eyes suddenly lit up when she thought of something. Sister Xiaoqing, he... he ejaculated in me every time last night. Will this... be pregnant Ah?
Although Gong Li is already trying to suppress her tone, the secret joy is still obvious.
However, Liu Xiaoqing was the first to stay away, but he still sincerely congratulated him: Yes, Xiaoli, you did a good job, which shows that Mr. Zhang did look at you differently to a certain extent. If you are really pregnant with his child...
She paused at this point: Then it is good for you and the country.
Really...really?Although Gong Li replied in this way, her eyes were not fake.
Of course, Liu Xiaoqing smiled and sighed, holding one of her hands. At that time, Ah, my sister may still rely on you.
Sister Xiaoqing, don’t worry, you will always be my sister.Gong Li said seriously, and at the same time began to fantasize about what would she look like after giving birth to that man's child.
Unfortunately, this is probably impossible. In someone's plan, let alone Emperor Gong, even Queen Margo is not on the list of giving birth.
Why, my master?Isabel Ajiani, kneeling in front of Li Xu, looked up against his calves, and there seemed to be endless melancholy in her beautiful blue eyes.
Why can't I be given a child?Her tone was filled with sadness.
Oh, dear Isa, tell me, why do you want a child so much?Li Xu asked with a smile.
My master, you used evil magic to turn me into your pet, but you left it aside and ignored it. Now you don’t even give me some comfort?Isabel said sadly.