The warm lights emitted by the Paradise Hall are very bright in the night.
Although it was late at night, the car lights at the entrance of the Paradise Hall were shining, cars were coming and going in a steady stream, and the parking staff were busy without touching the ground.
Some guests in the lobby scolded Fang Qiu in their behavior. When they got excited about gambling, they also took off their usual polite masks, took off their suit jackets, hugged the sexy waiter, yelled, and then revealed their trump cards to the other party.
Afterwards, I couldn't bear the stimulation and fainted...
This magical flower hidden in the wild mountains is blooming to its final splendor.
The Japanese-style suite on the top floor directly connected to the elevator in the center of the hall still maintains the tranquility when Jiang Yi left. Although this is the residence of the high-rise Dragon King of Menggui, it is as quiet as death most of the time.
Although there is a woman waiting here every night.
There was a vase on the small table where Jiang Yi had just sat, with a beautiful spring peach. The even more stunning Sakurai Kogure sat respectfully on her knees. The window was open, the moonlight came in, and the boiling voices downstairs were like water.
Rising like boiling steam, it poured in from the open window, carrying the scent of a woman's body and the smell of a man's alcohol, like a great tide.
Sakurai Kogure listened to the roar of people, but the picture that came to her mind was the scene where this place would be burned down by a fire tomorrow.
A hand as white as transparent picked up the spring peach from the vase, tied up the long and shiny hair with one hand, and inserted the peach blossom as a hairpin with the other hand, revealing a neck as white as jade.
He was humming a melodious melody, and his gentle voice and stunning posture made people forget his gender for a moment, as if he were a stunning woman spreading love and beauty.
This Japanese-style suite didn't have the ambiguous and confusing light in the hall, so the moonlight was moving, but it couldn't compare to him.
As the only audience, Sakurai Kogure was also addicted to it, and the emotions shown were the appreciation and admiration of the woman.
In the eyes of the guests at the Kukakukan, Sakurai Kogure was a stunning beauty, but every time she was in front of this man, Sakurai Kogure felt that her beauty was as thin as dust on a leaf.
Every time she watched this man put on face powder and sing and dance, she couldn't bear to interrupt him. Although today he just hummed a few words softly, Sakurai Kogure's eyes couldn't help but become tender and affectionate.
, but after a moment of awakening, only respect was left.
After a few words of Wu Nong's soft words, the man unfolded a white paper fan and waved it, his wrists bent into the shape of an opera, the tone of his mouth suddenly changed, and his tone was like a colorful ancient painting.
He seems to be in a good mood today.
Maybe this place will turn into ashes tomorrow night? Sakurai Kogure thought this way.
After she discovered Jiang Yi's presence at the Kukakukan tonight, Sakurai Kogure immediately informed the man. Unexpectedly, the man rushed over and asked her face to face. Given his personality, she was still a little surprised that Jiang Yi would pay so much attention to her.
"What kind of person is he?" The man's words made no sense.
"Confidence to the point of arrogance, but from his past, it is not difficult to see that all this is due to his supreme strength. He has a firm will, and external beauty and beauty cannot interfere with his mind. He has the demeanor of a general, no, he is handsome! Taishan collapses on his face.
And the color remains unchanged! If we are enemies, we should not have a chance of winning, but I feel that his eyes have never been on the monsters, even when talking about the mysterious king." Sakurai Kogure said knowingly, she was
Many times I can connect with men.
The man smiled, closed the white paper fan and flapped his palms.
"Presumably in his eyes, the monsters are just tools to scare the eight Sheqi families." The man shook his head slowly, and the spring peach in his hair fell, and his long black hair fell like a waterfall, "Maybe Wang Jiang and I
, none of them can enter his eyes. The ones that can enter his eyes may be Angers, the Henkel family, the Gattuso family..."
Sakurai Kogure didn't dare to say anything, but just knelt down respectfully. The man waved his hand, and Sakurai Kogure knelt behind the man, lifted up the rich black hair that she even envied, put her hands on the man's shoulders and kneaded them.
"It should be due to the pressure exerted by the secret party, the eight Sheqi families will launch an attack on the Menggui in the near future, and the first one to bear the brunt is the Paradise Pavilion. The head of the Jiang family said that the Paradise Pavilion is a demonic flower that should not bloom. Tomorrow he will
Go to the door in person and burn down the Kukakukan with a big fire." Sakurai Kogure said slowly with force between her fingers.
"Are you as righteous as the Sheqi family?" The man said with a sarcastic smile on his face.
"Probably not, or it could be the pity of the strong for the weak." Sakurai Kogure thought for a while and said.
The man's sarcasm slowly subsided. He held Sakurai Kogure's hand, and Sakurai Kogure also knelt on her knees to cooperate with his movements.
"What are you going to do?" he asked.
Sakurai Kogure was silent, and for a moment she didn't know how to answer.
Swearing to live and die with the Paradise Pavilion? Men may not care about this gold-selling cave, right?
Sakurai Kogure herself didn't want to do this. She was not greedy for life and afraid of death. Every day before, life and death didn't matter to her. But since she met this man, it seemed like a ray of light had entered her dark world.
From then on, she began to yearn for life. Every day became fresh, slowly adding color to the black and white world...
"Kogure, follow your steps and obey your orders!" Sakurai Kogure bowed to the end, her forehead touching the tatami.
The man stroked the top of her head, from the back of her head to the back of her neck, and then down to her neck. This feeling made Sakurai Kogure tremble slightly.
The man's fingertips slid across Sakurai Kogure's cheek, from the ear to the back of the head. He slowly pressed harder, and Sakurai Kogure also slowly moved closer.
He looked at the stunning face in front of him. The skin was white and rosy. The face was painted with lipstick and eyeliner to make it more delicate and beautiful.
He slowly lowered his head and kissed Sakurai Kogure's flaming red lips. Sakurai Kogure was stunned for a moment...the kiss was too light.
Sakurai Kogure has seen this man kiss other women, and has been kissed by him, but his kisses are always passionate, like a storm, like a ferocious beast biting the throat of its prey and sucking the blood. He has nothing but love for anyone.
Desire and demands, never any love.
But the man’s kiss tonight was too strange, as if Jiang Yi’s visit tonight was absurd...
Sakurai Kogure didn't have time to think too much. Under such a gentle kiss from the man, Sakurai Kogure's body went limp, as if she was falling into the clouds.
"Woman, don't leave me in a hurry." The man whispered, "I'm not tired of you yet."
Sakurai Kogure's consciousness was still in the tenderness just now, and the man put her down.
She woke up instantly, knelt down and began to arrange her clothes.
The man stood up. He picked up the long sword with a scarlet scabbard from the knife rest and put it on his shoulder. Sakurai Kogure knelt down again to say goodbye.
But there was no movement for a long time, and Sakurai Kogure looked up in confusion.
The man was looking at her, and Sakurai Kogure looked at him, feeling suddenly stunned.
The man turned around and left without looking back.
"I'll wait for you in Tokyo." The voice slowly dissipated in the wind.
"Hayin..." Sakurai Kogure said slowly and quietly.