Chapter 3 (2/2)

The red lips of evil evil are slightly raised, and the thin and cool corners of lips are filled with evil radians, just like a devil who laughs unintentionally, a man who is born with noble and evil in one!

“Cheers！”

With the red lips continue to open the arc, the man's voice from the throat, clearly did not drink a mouthful of wine, but that evil voice, listen to people can not help but drunk.

The amber liquid in baccarat crystal wine cup kisses the man's red lips. It's so lazy and casual, but it shows a king like evil.

Louis XIII's luxurious taste spreads rapidly in men's sensitive and fastidious taste buds,

The man's sexy red lips,

”Perfect ~”

Supreme red wine with supreme man.

……

All of a sudden---

In the box of boiling cheers, there is a mobile phone ring that seems to be a little abrupt.

Ji Tianqi's personal mobile phone.

Ji Tianqi lazily put the mobile phone close to his ear, while listening, slightly pursed his lips, the wine aroma between his teeth became more and more strong.

All of a sudden, Vernon Ji's thick eyebrows are deeply touched. A cold light is emitted from his black eyes, which makes people tremble, but in a twinkling of an eye, he laughs. It exudes the bewitching charm of frightening but irresistible attraction.

Looking up, Louis XIII in baccarat's crystal goblet was drunk.

The red lips of the evil are rising,

”Brothers, I'll get a demon first, you drink first.”

With that, Vernon Ji's smiling mouth is more frivolous.

”Whoosh --”---

A back pillow made of black and silver silk, in a lively box, has a beautiful arc, and then flies towards a man.

By the way, there was another roar of joy coming out of the corner,

”Ji San, can you stop laughing so coquettishly?

They are all the best demons. Why do you accept them?

Since you came in, your face has been narcissistic at an angle of 45 degrees, which makes me feel goose bumps

A man's words have not finished, it is ”whoosh” again---

See only---

The long legs of Vernon Ji's white trousers curled up, and the soft pink shoes were wrapped up, so he kicked the pillow flying towards him back, and sent it back

By the way, that bag of pink shoes, also arrogantly shaking, like loose bones, loose bones

Then, in a corner, the exuberant howl turned into a howl,

”Oh, my nose --!”

Xiao Jintang, the young master of the Xiao family, is definitely his father's own child. It's really funny!

In the box, a group of male gods cast disdainful eyes at a man.

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