Chapter 161: You are the first person who dares to challenge me
"Br0br!" A cold light flashed in his dark eyes, and Wu Bingxuan glared at him with a gloomy face.
"Who do you think is presumptuous?" The man pinched her chin hard, raised her face, and raised her lips with a bloodthirsty sneer, "She has a nice face, but she is just a woman."
The man hummed softly, his deep eyes wandering wildly over her body, his thick palms sliding across her back and lingering on her buttocks.
"Snapped!"
Just as his hand was gently rubbing her buttocks, Wu Bingxuan slapped her in the face with his backhand, his dark eyes flashing coldly.
"You!" Abraham's eyes were red, and his brown eyes burst out with strong anger, "Woman, you are the first person who dares to challenge me."
"I'm honored!" Wu Bingxuan snorted coldly, glanced at him sideways, turned and left.
Not far away, Wu Bingxuan met Mu Ziluo who had come out to look for her. He picked up his arm and Wu Bingxuan pulled him towards the dance party.
"What's wrong?" Looking at her pretty face that contained anger, Mu Ziluo raised his head and looked behind her, and asked softly.
"It's nothing." Wu Bingxuan smiled lightly and hugged his arm tightly.
Patting her little hand, Mu Ziluo led her towards the venue.
In the garden, Abraham stared deeply at their departing figures, with a sly smile on his raised lips.
He had to admit that when she appeared and attracted his attention, recalling the beauties in his harem, Abraham shook his head in disappointment. There were women more beautiful than Wu Bingxuan, but they just lacked such arrogance, which made him
It's getting boring.
However, I just don’t know if her performance in bed is as exciting?
Abraham put his hands in his trouser pockets and raised an evil smile on his lips. Women have no status in the Middle East, let alone those in high positions. There are countless women.
He would ask Mu Ziluo to personally deliver his woman to him and invite him to taste it.
Because, if he wants to be the president of the Smith Family Group, it is necessary to get his support, so he must give something...
He was looking forward to what happened next.
"Han, can I call you that?" A soft voice sounded full of temptation. The visitor handed him a glass of red wine, slender little hands climbed up his strong arms, and stared at him affectionately.
With a seductive smile on his lips, Abraham fixed his gaze on the woman's proud breasts. The exposed snow-white skin could indeed bring him a strong visual enjoyment.
Her appraising gaze gradually went down, and she was wearing a fiery red hip-length skirt that outlined her curves even more seductively.
Seventy points.
Abraham silently gave her a score in her heart, and this score was enough for her to lie on his bed tonight.
Without hesitation, Abraham reached out and hooked the woman's slender waist, "Of course."
"Han." She said coquettishly, her soft little hands tightened around his arms, and her proud breasts rubbed against him, "You can call me Amy."
"Amy?" Abraham sniffed at the crook of her shoulder, "You are so tempting."
"Disgusting." Amy stamped her feet in disbelief, lowered her head, and showed a proud smile on her face.
She is extremely confident in her appearance, even to the point of being proud.
She was not surprised at all that she could seduce him.
Abraham, the leader of the Middle East, deals in oil, diamonds, and top-quality cigars. These are all on the table. In private, he is also the boss of the dark world who is involved in arms, drugs, and smuggling. He does almost everything and is cold-blooded.