Going forward to the top - 1166 Self-pitying

Under the dim light, Zhao Peihong slightly spread her feet in high heels, controlled Dou Yifan between her legs, and wrapped the two in her coat. While teasing Dou Yifan, she spoke out her exchange chips.

"You, don't touch me!" Dou Yifan's back was a cool wall, and his chest was a woman's chest that had ignited a flame. He struggled for a few times, and found it difficult to refuse this woman who took the initiative to attack.

"Okay, I won't touch you! Yifan, promise me that Yizhou will be your and my world in the future. What are you still worried about then? As long as you have money, are you still worried about not being a leader? Haha, Yifan, you are so big!" Zhao Peihong agreed while reaching out her hand to Dou Yifan's crotch of the tent, and took advantage of Dou Yifan's carelessness and pulled off his belt.

"Uh! Let go!" His waist cooled, and Dou Yifan discovered that Zhao Peihong had disarmed him while talking to him. He quickly bent down and grabbed the silently falling suit pants with one hand, while trying to cover his unscrupulous brother, wishing to kick this shy woman down the stairs.

"Yifan, I like you, I love you, you are my god, my god, I will not hurt you, really!" Looking at Dou Yifan's embarrassing appearance, a smile appeared on Zhao Peihong's mouth. She squatted down, kissed Dou Yifan's thighs, and whispered in her mouth that was full of temptation.

"Okay, enough, stop!" Dou Yifan's stomach was at a loss by the woman pressing step by step. He pinched Zhao Peihong's chin with one hand, grabbed his belt with the other, and stood up straight. Staring at Zhao Peihong's bright red mouth, the evil aura in Dou Yifan's bones was hooked up. Since Zhao Peihong wanted to provoke him, he would let this woman taste the taste of provoking others.

"Yifan, want me!" Seeing Dou Yifan's big palm covering the plumpness on his chest, Zhao Peihong smiled sweetly and closed her eyes, and walked around her back to unbutton the buttons that bound her chest.

"Ha!" Dou Yifan smiled coldly, rubbed Fengting who Zhao Peihong took the initiative to stick to. Seeing the white and tender peaks repeatedly deformed under the ruthless squeeze of his big hands, Dou Yifan suddenly felt very satisfied. He has always been kind to women and rarely bully women like this, but the woman in front of him repeatedly challenged his bottom line, so he couldn't blame him for attacking.

"Yeah! Ah!" The powerful palm brought Zhao Peihong's source of heat. As Dou Yifan rubbed hard, ambiguous screams flowed in Zhao Peihong's mouth. She leaned softly against the wall behind her, and her long legs unknowingly put on Dou Yifan's waist, and opened her heart to accept the review of his palm.

"Is it comfortable?" Looking at the woman who was standing unsteadily while panting, Dou Yifan's evil taste rose again. He leaned into Zhao Peihong's ear with a flushed face and asked in a low voice.

"Comfortable, um! Don't stop! Yifan, why are you going?" Zhao Peihong, who was enjoying the caress, opened her eyes with some dissatisfaction, looked at Dou Yifan who suddenly stopped, and asked with confusion.

"It's good to be comfortable! Go downstairs and wait obediently, I'll call you to ask a duck to serve you! Or ask your five-finger girl to satisfy you, I won't serve you!" Dou Yifan reached out and patted Zhao Peihong's face, and coldly squeezed out these words from his mouth word by word.

"Don't leave! Yifan, please don't leave!" Seeing Dou Yifan getting angry, Zhao Peihong suddenly woke up completely. She grabbed Dou Yifan with one hand and begged with a sad look on her face.

"Zhao Peihong, labor and capital tell you that your body is not worth much, at least it is not worth much in front of labor and capital. In the future, don't blame it for being rude. When the time comes, find a few hooligans to kill you, don't blame me for being ruthless." I was really tired of Zhao Peihong's trick of feeding dogs, Dou Yifan turned around and stared at the woman who was almost naked all over her body and warned without any warmth.

"I, I know, I will never again. But Yifan, our cooperation..." After being completely impressed by Dou Yifan's coldness, Zhao Peihong pulled her coat and covered the part of the fruit indiscriminately. She swallowed her saliva and reminded the murderous man in front of her with some reluctance.

"If you want to cooperate with me, you can come out with some sincerity. Also, if you want to discuss cooperation with me in the future, put on your clothes first and come to see me. Now, get out!" Seeing that Zhao Peihong finally understood the main and secondary of this game, Dou Yifan roared at her without hesitation, and waved his hand in disgust as if he drove away a fly buzzing in his ears all day long.

Zhao Peihong's back disappeared from the elevator entrance. Dou Yifan hung his head helplessly and looked at his crotch of his high tent, and walked towards the door with his teeth. He tiptoed to open the door and went in. Dou Yifan felt relieved when he looked at the living room with only two small lamps left. He carefully closed the door, and Dou Yifan sneaked into his room. He closed the door with his backhand, and Dou Yifan plunged into the bathroom and stretched out his powerful right hand.

When he angrily scolded Zhao Peihong for being shameless and suggested that she use her five-finger girl, he would never have thought that he would also need his strong right hand. He leaned against the door, closed his eyes, and imagined that Teacher Cang was in his arms, and stroked a frustrated shot at the sky. He finally comforted his rebellious little brother. While exhausted, Dou, who was viciously cursing the damn Zhao Peihong, turned on the faucet, sprayed his own cold water all over his head, shivered, and took a shower to solve the embarrassment that Zhao Peihong brought to him.

"Ahem, is life so miserable?" Just as Dou Yifan walked out of the bathroom with a refreshing look around the big towel, a calm voice came from the room, almost scaring Dou Yifan to death.
Chapter completed!