On May 8, 201x, the sky above the South China Sea was covered with clouds. On a luxury cruise ship, rich people who were gathering and enjoying themselves were squandering the chips in their hands. In these eyes, the chips obtained by real money were just looking for some exciting mediums for their empty souls. The huge wealth of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan was just a circle of zero egg numbers for them.
In a luxurious guest room, two white bodies kept rolling and twisting, making some thought-provoking panting and comfortable humming from time to time.
Timely enjoyment seems to be the only thing Ji Xiaohong is willing to do!
After half an hour, the male companion on her body finally gave her hot protein in an involuntary trembling. Ji Xiaohong subconsciously pushed away the handsome man who was still throbbing, and walked to the window brightly, staring at the lightning flashing in the distance, waves of emptiness and loss overflowing in her heart, allowing the high proteins to flow down her thighs.
"Baby~~, what are you thinking? If you use your beautiful sandalwood mouth to cheer me up, I can fight again~!" A water-filled body behind me slowly pressed against Ji Xiaohong's buttocks, and his voice was filled with the name of Ci.
"Get out~~! Get out as fast as you can~!!" Ji Xiaohong was bored for no reason and scolded softly.
"What's wrong~!? I was so excited that I was crying passionately just now, why ~~ um~!!"
Before the handsome man could finish his words, Ji Xiaohong's Rouyi grabbed his balls tightly with his backhand and said with a little force: "If you don't want to be a turtle or shark's belly, get out right away~!!"
The cold voice and tightening force not only made the handsome man tremble, but also hurt! He knew that he was just a duck, the man's record with no name on this luxury cruise ship, and only the code name. The woman in front of him was the Thirteenth Aunt of the underworld boss of Jingjiang. It was no more difficult for her to kill herself than to slap a mosquito to death.
"Okay~~you~~let go~~, I'll get out now~~~!!" The handsome man endured the pain and quickly begged.
Hearing this cowardly begging for mercy, Ji Xiaohong began to feel disgusted from the inside. After pulling off a thigh of the handsome man's pine hair, he hit the back of the elbow, causing the handsome man who bent over to suffer another severe injury. His nose was almost smashed, and blood rushed out of his nostrils.
But the handsome man didn't care about this, endured the pain, covered his nose, grabbed the clothes on the bed, and hurriedly fled the terrifying room, fearing that the moody woman in front of the window would repent, and ordered the two black tower-like bodyguards guarding the door to tear him apart and threw him into the sea to feed the turtle.
Ji Xiaohong looked at the back of a handsome man with a very good-looking but no pride in disgust, spit hard, and murmured: "The silver-like wax gun tip is not good!"
The handsome man escaped from Ji Xiaohong's room in a panic and had nowhere to go, so he could only return to his room to stop the nosebleed first. However, he had to pass through the rear deck of the cruise ship during this period.
Just as the handsome man lifted his pants and walked to the back deck, a sharp light suddenly flashed from the sky, the rumbling thunder was deafening, and the white lightning made people blind.
The handsome man was struck by the lightning. Without even shouting, he fell to the back deck, letting the heavy rain storm brush his seemingly strong body...
Chu Menghen's head was dizzy, and he slowly opened his eyes. When his consciousness felt like he was back in his body, he was in a cold war.
"Damn~~! What's wrong with me? Where am I? Why is it so raining? It's so cold~!!***, could it be that I have traveled through time?" After a series of perceptions made Chu Menghen curse, he couldn't help but mutter in confusion.
In front of me was a world of heavy rain. I seemed to be on the deck of a cruise ship, and my nose seemed to be bleeding.
Chu Menghen shook his head and stood up shakingly. The hull shook suddenly, and his feet also tilted, and his butt sat on the deck again.
The waves were five or six meters high, and the strong winds were swept through the heavy rains and kept washing the deck of the cruise ship, making Chu Menghen feel like he had fallen into the spray process of the car wash.
Shaking his head again, as if it was a subconscious behavior, Chu Menghen walked along the edge of the deck towards a special cabin. Instinctively opened a familiar room door, Chu Menghen fell on the big bed and fainted.
The storm has finally passed, and this bad weather is not much more threatening to this luxurious cruise ship, and in a sense it is more enthusiastic about bumpy sports.
When a red saying rises from the sea level, the calm sea is as blue as a blanket, and occasionally seagulls shout to catch fish, everything becomes so harmonious and beautiful.
Ji Xiaohong wore a T-shaped three-point style and a expensive silk cloak. She came down from two loyal bodyguards to watch the magnificent sea from the deck of the yacht.
One after another, the rich people who were tired of caring at night started to go to the deck in groups of three or three, and started to find new partners or show off their makeup.
Originally, this so-called social place for senior officials is the distribution center of those who are wearing sages and pretending to be saints. They either stumble their heads and pose in a snail, squeeze the only words to make a move, or try to straighten their backs and open their sparse tail like peacocks, but they don’t know that it is difficult to hide the essence of the grass chicken inside.
Ji Xiaohong looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her, her big belly frowned tightly, and her deep disgust made her feel that she was magnificent and became boring.
This time, with his incompetent husband, who was on board the most awesome cruise ship in southern China, he was originally arranged to serve a psychopathic foreigner. But the foreigner was a bit too perverted and could not get hard on himself. He had to find a man to watch the live performance and video guidance.
Poor Zhen*, who had been alone for twenty-four years, was actually taken down by a duck. Ji Xiaohong's heart was also slightly balanced. It was better than being raped by a foreigner who was covered in body odor. After all, the duck was very gentle and considerate, so he didn't suffer much from his first breaking melon.
However, the perverted foreigner had a psychological abnormality. After she reached the peak, she actually gave her twice the amount of spring medicine! So, she was so tired that the little duck could only last for half an hour for the last shot.
He shrank slightly and said in a tingling voice. Ji Xiaohong's beautiful eyes were filled with tears of grievance. What? If it weren't for the high medical expenses of his elderly father, and his outstanding sister was about to take the college entrance examination, how could she, a famous art school girl, be willing to be his thirteenth aunt?!