Chapter 1849 Dead Duck

Rong Chen stood still in front of the door, Jun frowned.

Stepping forward, grabbing his wrist and pulling him in: "You're so shy, how can you...?"

After that, he kicked the door of the room.

Rong Chen raised his eyebrows, and before he could react, a soft body threw himself into his arms.

He staggered two steps and hit the switch on the wall.

The lights in the room flicked and went out.

Jun Liao raised his hand and pulled the belt around his waist, and the silk nightgown was half opened in an instant. The woman's snow-white body and curves were faintly visible under the moonlight, a little dazzling.

Jun Liao put his arms around Rong Chen's neck, raised his head and kissed him.

It's just that this man is really tall... She struggled to stand on tiptoe.

Rong Chen turned his head away, and her kiss landed on his cheek.

Rong Chen frowned, pinched her wrist with one hand and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty."

Seeing that he was tugging on him, Jun frowned and leaned forward, the woman's soft body was pressed against his chest through the shirt, Rong Chen's gaze under the lens sank a little.

Jun took his other hand and went to pull his buttons.

The shirt was pulled out and crumpled under the woman's hands.

Because Rong Chen didn't cooperate, Jun Liao simply kissed his Adam's apple directly, stretched out his soft tongue and licked it, it was extremely green.

Rong Chen frowned, and pushed her away.

Pulling her wrist, she threw her onto the bed.

Jun was a little dazed by being thrown, and fell down on the bed for a while.

Rong Chen said with a sullen face, "What are you doing?"

Jun Liao's anger also came up, and he stood up from the ground suddenly: "Are you going to do it or not?"

Rong Chen looked at her quietly and didn't speak.

Jun Liao was panting heavily, as if thinking of something, he found a pile of Grandpa Mao from his bag, then grabbed Rong Chen's hand and clapped it in his: "It's all right now."

Rong Chen looked at Grandpa Mao in his hand, ten thousand yuan.

Jun Liao raised an eyebrow at him.

Rong Chen said slowly: "I usually start at 100,000."

Jun Liao was stunned for a while: "So... so expensive?"

"No way, good technique." Rong Chen said slowly.

Jun Liao frowned, reached out to take the money in Rong Chen's hand: "Then I won't look for you anymore, you can go..."

Rong Chen raised his hand back, but she didn't let her get it.

Jun Liao tiptoed to grab it: "What are you doing? I won't do it, so you return the money to me."

Rong Chen avoided her, put the money directly into his trouser pocket, leaned over slightly, looked at Jun's angry little face and said slowly: "My appearance fee is very expensive, you can't let me run away empty-handed." Let's go."

There was a faint smell of alcohol on his body, and his breath was warm, scattered on her face.

Jun Liao's face turned red uncontrollably, and he staggered back two steps.

After saying that, Rong Chen stood up and said, "Since I don't need special services, I'll leave first."

It was only then that I came back to my senses, and stomped my feet bitterly: "Duck, you are too dark, and I didn't do anything, so you just charge 10,000 yuan!"

Rong Chen ignored her and went straight out of the guest room.

It's just that after closing the door, he didn't leave, fearing that she really planned to call a duck again, so he kept guarding the door.

The room returned to darkness, and the whole world fell silent.

Jun Liao turned on the light, looked at Grandpa Mao left in the bag, and his eyes were red with anger.

After a while, she lay on the bed and cried loudly: "Even a duck bullies me... bastard... bastard! Wuwuwu... why even a duck bullies me..."