After getting in the car, Ruotong couldn't help but ask Ao Rui: "Where are you taking me?"
"You'll know later." Ao Rui smiled and replied with reservations.
Could he really take her to a place with a bed and then want her on the bed? Thinking of what he just said to her in the box, her face turned red disobediently.
Finally, he brought her to a gorgeous villa. The style of the villa was Gothic architecture, elegant and noble. The area was wider than the farm she had seen on TV, and the lights were bright everywhere inside and outside.
, it is still dazzling even in the dark night, complementing his noble status.
She knew that Ao Rui was rich, but she didn't expect that he would be so rich. Such a beautiful and big villa should cost tens of millions or even hundreds of millions?
Ao Rui got out of the car and walked around the other end of the car, opening the door for her personally. Ruotong got out of the car and asked him doubtfully: "Where is this place?"
"This is one of my villas. Tonight, there are only you and me." Ao Rui's smile and eyes were unusually ambiguous.
Oh, is he really going to do that? She was a little shy, but also a little looking forward to it.
"Let's go, I'll take you in to take a look." After saying that, Ao Rui put her arms around Ruotong and went in.
The perfection in the design of the villa's interior furnishings is simply breathtaking. It can be seen that the owner's pursuit of excellence in taste is just like every piece of clothing and every pair of shoes he wears, which are tailor-made by famous designers.
, unique in the world.
The villa in Pudong where she succumbed was completely incomparable to this place.
Ao Rui will not put extra thought into the villa used to raise his mistress. To him, it is just a place where he can abandon it at any time when he is tired of staying and playing.
She was a mistress, so of course she couldn't ask for any more attention from her benefactor, but now that she was a lady, Long Ruotong, she certainly had the right to ask for it.
While she was in a daze, Ao Rui had already fetched champagne. The two sat on the sofa and he poured two glasses of champagne into the goblet.
"Champagne is not intoxicating." He smiled as he handed the glass to her.
Ruotong smiled slightly, then took it, raised her head and took a sip. This was peach champagne, with a mellow, slightly sour and slightly sweet taste, just like her mood at this time, very sweet and happy.
"Do you usually come back to live here?" she asked him. Apart from knowing that he occasionally went to the villa in Pudong to have sex with her, she knew nothing about his whereabouts, and he would not allow her to ask because he did not
like.
"I only come back once in a while." He replied with a smile.
"Then where do you usually live?" Ruotong asked.
"Many places can be described as having no fixed abode." He chuckled. This little woman is very good at acting. Doesn't she know where he lives most of the time?
He said that he had no fixed address, but Ruotong didn't think it was a big deal. It was just a living habit of his. After all, his career was so big that frequent business trips were commonplace.
She was not worried that he was still fooling around with other women besides having her. She always remembered what he once said: I don't have the habit of using multiple women at the same time. He is the financial sponsor, not the man pursuing her at this time.
No need to lie.
She believes that compared to today's men, shameless men who have wives at home but still have several sexual partners outside are much better.
Although he is a philanderer, at least he does not have the habit of promiscuity. If he was the above shameless man, she would not be wronged to marry him. She despises that kind of shameless man the most!
Ao Rui got up and went to the TV. He picked a CD and inserted it into the DVD player. An English song was playing on the stereo, which was extremely lyrical and made people intoxicated as soon as they listened to it.
Then, Ao Rui walked up to Ruotong, stretched out his hand to her, and said with a smile: "I want to dance with you."
Ruotong stood up and gave his hand to him. He took her to the center of the spacious living room and danced with her. He really missed the night when he danced tango with her. The way she concentrated on dancing made him very happy.
Fascinated.
It's a pity that she now told him that she couldn't dance tango.
"Why do you want to dance suddenly?" Ruotong asked softly.
"On your birthday, we didn't dance well," Ao Rui said slowly, and then asked her knowingly: "Actually, I have always wanted to ask you, why were you so nervous when you danced with me that day?"
"It's probably because there are too many people. My father has never held such a grand birthday party for me. Moreover, although you and I are engaged, it is our first time to meet you, so it is inevitable to be nervous." Ruotong lowered his head.
He opened his eyes to cover up the cunning in his eyes. He asked her knowingly. No wonder she lied.
"Are you still nervous now?" He lowered his head and came close to her face, blowing a gentle breath.
"Some." Ruotong answered honestly. This man was unpredictable and dangerous. She never knew in what way she would reveal herself in front of him.
"Why?" he asked knowingly.
"I don't know." She lowered her head and answered vaguely.
"Is it because you like me?" He leaned close to her ear and uttered ambiguous and sultry words.
Ruotong's little face turned red and she lowered her head, refusing to give him an answer. Although she didn't speak, she had answered his question affirmatively with a look of shame. The only difference was whether he believed it or not.
Ao Rui really couldn't see through her heart. After he saw through the trick, Monroe was still confident and carefree. But now that she had taken off her heavy makeup, she acted like a young girl in love.
Which one is the real her?
It was precisely because of her elusiveness that he became even more enthusiastic in the game of pursuing her. Every day, he looked forward to dating her, looking forward to seeing her bare face without any artificial color, looking forward to her body without any spray.
Covered by any perfume, she went to bed with only the faint scent of roses.
She wouldn't know how fascinated he was by her bare face and the original smell of her body.
He has never met a woman who is so difficult to understand and conquer.
But he naturally likes to accept challenges, and the more difficult it is, the more courageous he will be to move forward. He does not believe that with his charm, Long Ruotong will not be tempted by him.
"I like you." He looked at her affectionately, his lips almost touching hers.
Regardless of whether his words were sincere or not, Ruotong's heart throbbed, and her heart was filled with happiness. "Uh... thank you for liking me." Her face turned red and she lowered her head and whispered.
She was a lady, so of course she couldn't be too enthusiastic and proactive. She couldn't tell him, even more, that this was just a beauty ploy to sneak into his bed and capture his heart.
"Thank you?" He raised his eyebrows, and the affection in his eyes faded.
"Don't you know what my heart is like?" she said shyly. He said that he liked the mysterious and unpredictable girl with a thousand faces, so she simply followed his preference and let him
He slowly became addicted to her while guessing.
"I just don't know, can you tell me?" Although he really didn't know in his heart, he still pretended to be seductive and teased her. This is what a rogue suitor should be.
"You hate..." Ruotong scolded him in a low voice.
"Why do I hate it?" he asked.
"You obviously know..." Ruotong said shyly.
"What do I know?" He smiled evilly, and then kissed her lips. "Is that so?"
She lowered her head and still didn't answer his question.
He kissed her lips again, this time deeper than before, directly robbing her of her breath. His masculine scent rushed to her face, attacking her instantly.
The dance stopped, and Ruotong's little hand, which was held by him, gradually climbed up to his neck as the kiss deepened, and she enthusiastically accepted his kiss.
And his hands were even more sexy. He directly held the two round balls on her chest, kissed her, and rubbed them wantonly, making her let out sexy gasps one after another.
After kissing for an unknown amount of time, he finally picked her up and walked to the room on the second floor.
Kicking open the door to the room, he placed her on the large bed and leaned forward to press her soft body.
"Do you often bring women here?" She asked him based on a woman's instinct.
"No, you are the first." He replied, while he couldn't wait to take off her clothes.
"Really?" She tried hard to control her nervousness, but the shy flush still spread across her face, neck, and even her snow-white chest.
This made his desire stronger.
He took off the outermost dress covering her body. "I don't need to lie to you."
Ruotong was left with only her underwear and panties, her white and plump breasts were looming, ready to come out, and the white panties were already wet by the spring tide.
He looked like his blood was about to burst. Her body made it difficult for him to breathe every time.
And Ruotong was so ashamed that she buried her face into the pillow, not daring to look at the pair of black eyes staring at her almost naked body. It was so embarrassing!
He pulled off the remaining barriers on her body, and then quickly took off his own clothes.
When the two naked bodies faced each other, he took away the pillow covering her face and said softly and calmly: "Look at me, look at how I love you..."
He can love her if he wants, why should he force her to watch those pictures that make her brain burn? I don’t know what to say, so I can only ask him: "Are you really not going to let me go back tonight?"
"Your father seems to be very satisfied with my relationship with you." He smiled, the desire in his eyes almost coming out.
"But……"
"Shh..." He interrupted her, then lay on top of her, letting his naked and hot chest touch her softness, and whispered in her ear: "Don't talk, I can't wait to get you..."
After saying that, he quickly rushed into her body.
Wave after wave of strong thrusts made Ruotong's eyes blurry. She could only cling tightly to his neck and keep arching her body in response to his penetration again and again.