There is a difference between being grateful and being moved.

If a person makes me grateful, then I am willing to give my life to him; but if a person makes me moved, I will be willing to give myself to him.

This seems to be just a few words different, but in fact it is very different.

Li Moyang knew the sadness inside this all too well.

Taking out the address Mr. Jiang wrote to them from his pocket, Li Moyang lowered his head and looked at it.

Angelia Biopharmaceutical Technologies, 9 Durban Road.

After calming down, Li Moyang showed a bright smile and said, "Okay, let's find a place to live first. Mr. Jiang said that this is a Christian area. The local residents have to worship every week, and those armed personnel should be no exception.

, let’s choose Sunday the day after tomorrow to sneak into this company and give it a try... We just have tomorrow to make plans."

After saying that, Li Moyang strode down the stairs and took a taxi on the highway. Song Yiming froze behind for a few seconds and chased after him.

Who knows if Li Moyang's smile is just pretending to be happy.

The two found a five-star hotel, booked a room ("Are you sure it's a room for two gentlemen?" the front desk repeated the question twice), took a casual shower, and then lay down on the bed.

On the bed.

On this day, both of them deeply felt what it felt like to be physically and mentally exhausted.

Especially Li Moyang. He fell on the pillow and fell asleep within three minutes.

My throat is very dry, so if I fall in love with your kiss, my mouth needs to feel like someone is expecting it.

Why can I fall in love with the texture even if I have never been tempted? I cannot forget the physical body. I am a human being.

We are all lower animals.

Love is just a bargaining chip for sexual transactions, allowing you to control your lower body openly and with peace of mind.

Ask yourself, when you meet a girlfriend, is the first thing you do is to open her QQ space, look through her personal photo album, and see if her face and bust are enough for you? When you are the first person

On a date, when you hold her hand, what are you thinking about is how to give her a happy life, or when can you coax her into bed and let her try various positions with you.

In this capital city, no one knows what their heart desires.

I don't know if my lower body will change when I say these three words I love you.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the city from the 40th floor.

Full of prosperity.

After all, Li Moyang could only see the city's feasting, gorgeous neon lights, and passing traffic.

But there are no white bones buried underground in the city.

I once thought that as long as I stood at a high place, I could not only see the dazzling glory of this modern metropolis, but also see its soul hidden deep in the earth.

That doesn't seem to be the case now.

The bathroom door clicked softly, and a fragrant smell spread instantly with the steam, filling the entire room.

The reflective glass wall reflected the elegant figure of a woman, wrapped in a white bath towel, her round breasts swaying slightly, her slender hands stroking her black and beautiful hair, posing, and walking lightly towards Li Moyang.

Turning around and swallowing a gulp, Li Moyang couldn't help but clapped his hands, opened his arms to meet her, suddenly tore off the obtrusive bath towel, and took her into his arms. Li Moyang was caught off guard and looked at her**

, the woman covered her cheek shyly, put her forehead against his chest, and whispered blaming him, "I hate it, you are so impatient..."

Li Moyang smiled slightly, and quickly picked up the princess while she was not paying attention. Listening to her screams, he gently placed her on the round bed covered with rose petals, pressed against her neck, and sucked seductively hard.

The fragrance. Unable to withstand Li Moyang's fierce attack, her breathing gradually became faster, but she still murmured insincerely, "Don't be so rude...slow down..."

Admiring her rosy face, Li Moyang's eyes looked at each other with those watery eyes. After a while, she couldn't bear to be looked at by Li Moyang at such a close distance and covered her face, "Stop looking, it's so embarrassing..."

...Ah! Don't..." Before she could say anything more, Li Moyang caught him off guard and took her two delicate red lips into his mouth, stirring her tongue and tasting the sweet fluid between her teeth.

After kissing passionately for a while, Li Moyang slowly raised his face and moved his tongue out with a long crystal line.

"You are not allowed to talk about yourself like this, remember?" She looked at Li Moyang, her eyes full of tenderness, nodded gently, and closed her eyes. Li Moyang smiled, and pressed her hot lips again, tenderly

Stroking her hair, cheeks, and shoulders.

As they kissed, both of them began to get better. Li Moyang's Optimus Prime had been standing for a long time, and she was panting slightly, her thighs gently rubbing Li Moyang's buttocks.

Seeing that she was already in the state, Li Moyang was no longer satisfied with just kissing her. His hands moved restlessly on her delicate and silky skin, and finally stopped on the two strong snow peaks, kneading them crazily.

This pair of plump nephrites

, teasing two pink grapes with her fingertips, each time she picked them, she gasped heavily. Listening to her rapid and heavy breathing, Li Moyang gradually lost his rationality, and thrust his face into her most secret area, deeply

Buried deep between her buttocks.

Listening to her increasingly clear moans, you can tell that she is enjoying this pleasure more and more. Everything is going smoothly and naturally.

However, when Li Moyang pressed down on her petite body and prepared for this final crazy act, he saw a little unnoticeable worry in her eyes.

What's wrong?

I'm afraid...

Are you afraid of pain?

no……

A hazy mist suddenly filled the room, and everything became hazy, including her face, which also became blurry.

Sorry, Ayang...this is not my first time...

"Ah!!" With a scream, Li Moyang opened his eyes and sat up suddenly. He was sweating profusely and had already wet the pillow. It was dark everywhere, and the night outside the window was still as quiet as before falling asleep.

On the bed next to him, Song Yiming was sleeping in a strangely ugly posture, still sleeping like a dead pig, and was not awakened by Li Moyang's exclamation just now.

Alas, this guy does seem to be a very cautious person during the day. Although he seems to be rough in doing things, he is actually very meticulous. But at night, looking at this water tank completely exposes this guy's true nature...

Huh... But then again, the more serious problem now seems to be me, not him...

Li Moyang held his forehead with his hands, closed his eyes and carefully recalled the dream just now.
Chapter completed!