Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

The man laughed ambiguously, and Rong Lei patted him on the shoulder, "I'll explain it to you. I'll show you the look of the **** later."

Both men showed a somewhat unbearable face, and then Rong Lei walked towards the bathroom.

After all, he was a bit too drunk, so his steps were a little vain, but this didn't prevent him and the girls passing by from winking...but it was just that, because the women here were not his food.

The women here are all here to find relief. Most of them are white-collar workers or Z-stations. What he is looking for is a rich woman, maybe a bit older, but so what?

Most of these women are well maintained. Although they are different from the little girls, they are not too ugly.

Besides, he is really not interested, and he can take medicine.

Rong Lei pulled his lips, remembering a rich woman who was hanging recently, she looked good, and she was able to make a move, but now that someone else was waiting for him, he couldn't make it for a while.

Thinking about it, I ran into a girl who passed by face to face.

The girl wears heavy makeup, but she can see that her facial features are particularly delicate.

What kind of person he is, who specializes in rolling in the pile of women. When a woman stands in front of him, he can even imagine her without clothes.

Rong Lei showed a consciously handsome smile, and when he stretched out his hand, the girl had already been slammed by him.

He knows the secret of picking up girls, so he doesn't treat the girl immediately. He traps her with his arms and body, and touches her face like a male animal courtship.

The hormones mixed in the air and his superb technique are enough to conquer this delicate little thing in front of him, Rong Lei deeply believes this.

The girl in front of her closed her eyes slightly, and then smiled softly, touching his neckline with her little hand, her voice also had a special charm, "What do you want?"

"It's the first time to come out to play, eh?" Rong Lei's lips touched her ears, and his voice was hoarse. "Your mother never told you that men are dangerous. What they want... you can't afford. Ok?"

He didn't remember how long he hadn't flirted with women, he had been dealing with those old women in his memory, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a lie.

Those old women, how could he give a little sincere?

They use him as a tool for venting, and he treats them as **** with eyesight.

Zhou Meilin is, so is Zhao Ke... In the past two years, he has become less interested in women, and most of the elderly women who wait on them rely on medicine.

And the girl in front of me, although not really real, but it is undeniable that she is really beautiful.

Younger women are different. Their skin is very elastic and full of collagen.

This is something that an old woman can't do, no matter how well-maintained it is, just by sticking to her like this, Rong Lei's momentum will come up.

He smiled wickedly, his lips were close to her ears, and his voice was a little low, "Honey, come when it's convenient for me."

The girl tilted her head, her eyes were bright enough to ignite him.

Rong Lei squeezed her small face, the touch of the fingertips was good.

He walked into the bathroom with satisfaction, and just as he was about to clarify, he touched his pocket--

His phone is gone!

SHIT!

The girl just now!

It must be her!