Chapter 1 (1/2)

Late at night, in the hotel box. A middle-aged man, with one hand around a young woman, kept pushing his fat body against her, and his hands were restlessly touching her back.

”Come on, let's have another drink...”

One mouth stinks.

The woman was wearing black framed glasses, had been drunk a lot, her cheeks were flushed, but there was still a trace of consciousness. I kept pushing him with my hand, but I didn't dare to be too fierce.

”Mr. Wang and Mr. Wang, we've had enough wine. Let's talk about cooperation first.”

”No hurry Drink with me first, and I'll sign when I'm happy... ” Mr. Wang drank so much that his face was swollen, and his two small eyes were the size of mung bean, glowing with lustre.

The unspoken rule in shopping malls is to send women to talk about cooperation. Most of them trade their bodies for contracts, which is similar to that of the Communist Party of China.

Although she doesn't know how to please him, she always emphasizes cooperation and doesn't look beautiful in her old-fashioned clothes, she has high sex at the moment. Whether she is better or not, it's the same with her eyes closed

Disgusting fingers on her back, Xin an got goose bumps all over her body, ”Mr. Wang, he, contract...”

”Do you understand the rules? When we talk about business at the wine table, we have to... ” Mr. Wang had a hiccup, his face was red and his neck was thick. ”You have to satisfy me first Drink! Keep drinking... ”

Xin'an was drunk for seven or eight cups, dizzy. If she continued to drink, she would have an accident. It seemed that cooperation could not be reached, so she had to find a way out.

”I have something else to do. Why don't I find a beautiful woman to drink with you?”

”I don't want it! I want you! Your job tonight is to go to bed with me... ”

Xin An's face turned white. ”You misunderstood me. I'm a project manager, not that kind of woman...”

”What kind of woman, that kind of woman? Don't pretend to be tall. I'll decide you tonight... ” Wang general lust smoked heart, directly rushed up.

”Mr. Wang, don't do this Let go of me Mr. Wang... ” Xin'an desperately wriggles to resist. She loses the ring during the struggle, but she doesn't dare to pick it up. ”Help Help... ”

”This is my territory. You can't be saved even if you shout out your throat Give up... ”

The collar of his shirt was torn open, and when he saw that he was about to fall, Xin'an bit him hard. When he let go, he kicked him hard and ran away stumbling. His whole body was soft and sour, as if he was going to faint in the next second.

Bumping into a human wall and whirling around, she only saw the cold eyes and grasped his suit like the last straw.

”Please Help me Ring... ”

Then, in the dark, he fainted.

……

The male body covers her body and moves gently and forcefully. As in a whirlpool, she is sinking deeper and deeper. Her fingers are embedded in his strong muscles. She sobs, trembles and blooms

Xin'an slowly opened her eyes, and actually did the same thing a few years ago.

I always dream of lingering with a strange man. I can't see her face clearly, but the feeling in her body and the skin temperature are very real.

She's pretty sure it's not her husband, Joe.

It's a bit ridiculous. She's obviously unconscious. How could she have such a dream?