Chonglou raised his eyes and looked at Luo Hong. The face that looked exactly like Gong Xianxian really fascinated him.

"Master, do you think Luo Hong's service is not good enough?"

Seeing the searching expression on Chonglou's face, the innocent boy blushed.

Chonglou stretched out his hand to lift his red chin, and stared at this face carefully. Staring at this face that confused him, his expression was a little flustered.

"If you are not Gong Xianxian, how come you have a face exactly like hers? What is your relationship with Gong Xianxian?"

No matter how much he drank, Chonglou looked very calm at this time.

"Luo Hong doesn't like people to look for the shadow of other women in me. I am Luo Hong and I don't know what Gong Xianxian the young master said. If we are really similar to each other as the young master said, it's just skin.

, Luo Hong is Luo Hong, it can’t be anyone else.”

Luo Hong raised her eyes and looked at Zhonglou, still letting him hold her chin, her blue pupils full of tenderness.

Seeing the tenderness in Luo Hong's eyes, Chonglou finally became a little looser. Yes, if it was really Gong Xianxian, how could she look at him with such eyes? In her eyes, she was just a servant, a slave.

How could a slave whose life was under her control curl up beside him so tenderly?

Chonglou let go of the hand holding Luo Hong's chin, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp. He was already tipsy, and now his consciousness was even more hazy.

Luo Hong stretched out her hand and greedily grasped Chonglou.

"Sir, you've drunk too much. Luo Hong will wait for you to rest."

Chonglou was helped up by Luo Hong, and he stumbled to the bed with her support. He was unsteady and fell heavily on the bed.

With drunken eyes, he watched Luo Hong take off his coat. Zhonglou's breathing became a little rapid. He struggled to sit up and pulled Luo Hong into his arms. He stood up and pressed Luo Hong under him.

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Looking at a face similar to Gong Xianxian's, Chonglou's reason will eventually be completely buried.

"I want you."

Chonglou called softly, and held Luohong tightly in his arms with his left hand, hugging her slender waist tightly. The two bodies were close to each other. Zhonglou could clearly feel the body temperature coming from Luohong.

You can still smell the faint fragrance of her body.

Luo Hong wrapped her hands around Chong Lou's neck, breathing rapidly as she looked at the man pressing on her. He had a handsome face and a tall figure. If it weren't for his broken right arm, he would be a rare handsome man in the world. It's a pity.

Having a broken right arm was really a big loss.

"Master, let Luo Hong serve you well tonight."

A bewitching voice came from Zhonglou's earlobe. Luohong gently kissed Zhonglou's earlobe. Zhonglou felt as if his whole body was being ignited by Luohong, and he could no longer control himself.

Kissing Luo Hong crazily, Chonglou couldn't suppress the sexual desire that filled him, and just wanted to vent it out.

Luo Hong took off Chonglou's top one by one as she was familiar with it. It was obvious that she was already familiar with helping others take off their clothes.

Luo Hong was still taking off his clothes in Chonglou, already intoxicated.

He stretched out his hand and touched Luo Hong's body restlessly, gently kneading the softness on Luo Hong's chest, and kissed Luo Hong's shoulders passionately. He only heard Luo Hong's breathing in his ears, and Chonglou's body and mind
Chapter completed!