Standing in front of her, Liang Bo looked down from a high place.

The eyes full of oppression narrowed slightly, and ambiguous and seductive curve was pulled up at the corner of his mouth...

The guests gradually came up and formed a circle.

Everyone was holding their breath and looking forward to the next moves of the world's No. 1 young man.

Among the crowd, some were posting Weibo, some were posting WeChat, and some were taking photos with their phones.

Apart from the chill on one side, the whole world was very excited.

"Master Bo, why? Are you going to kneel down? There are so many people... Are you sure?" Qiao Weiwei smiled coldly, raised her chin, glanced at him, and said.

Kneel? Kneel? Kneel? What is this happening? They can't believe their ears.

Will Liang Bo, who is like an emperor, kneel under the pomegranate skirt of the president of the Qiao Group?

People looked at each other, looking forward to the next plot even more...

"Dong..." With a sound of nonchalance, he hit the ground with one knee, his white hand gently pinched her boneless hand, and said, "Can you forgive me now..."

Although he was kneeling on one knee, he was still domineering...

His unexpected kneeling made her feel so soft.

She admitted that she was deeply moved.

Liang Bo's move was in an uproar.

In an instant, Qiao Weiwei became the object of envy, jealousy and hated by everyone in the audience...

What is this? The world's fewest husbands have been openly kneeling for their lover in public! Kneel!

This is explosive news!

Everyone started to take photos and post on Weibo excitedly.

On the side, Liang Yi narrowed her eyes coldly again, got up, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

The stunned Ou Xiangbei, Su Qingcheng, and Zhou Chuyu looked at each other. This world is so crazy! They must be dreaming, they must be!

Just when everyone thought that Qiao Weiwei would be moved and shed tears, and then hugged Liang Bo and kissed her passionately on the spot, Qiao Weiwei's actions surprised everyone...

Qiao Weiwei said nothing, but just pulled her hand away, snorted coldly, and walked out the door quickly...

"Damn! Qiao Weiwei is too arrogant!"

"Damn it! I don't know what's wrong!"

"Just play hard to get!"

Jealous women whispered and talked...

However, all the discussion stopped abruptly by the cold eyes that suddenly shot from Liang Bo...

"My woman, when is it your turn to talk about it here..."

After Leng Leng Leng said a word, he quickly chased after him...

Ou Xiangbei looked at his back, his mouth grew directly into an "o" shape, stretched out his hands, and slapped his face hard...

"Damn...I can be sure now that I'm not dreaming... Everything today is too weird, too weird."

Outside the door, the night is getting dark.

Qiao Weiwei, who was trembling with coldness, just unlocked the red Maserati, and Gu Qiong opened the car door and got into the car. His hand was pressed down by a pair of warm hands.

She frowned, you turned your head and looked at the cold and cold beside you, and said, "Let go!"

"For you, I have bent my noble knees. What else do you want to do... Women, you should have a limit to playing tricks, huh?"

As soon as he pulled his arms, she fell directly into his arms.

His hug drove away all the cold on her body.

My heart instantly rose to my throat.

"Say, you love me." Seeing that she remained silent, he pinched her chin with one hand and forced her to look up at him. The cold and magnetic voice broke through the bone-blazing night.

"A stubborn little thing..." The next second, his big palm stumbled under her vacuum skirt with ease, gently caressing the soft and warm private parts, constantly circling and teasing them.

"Um..." The trembling numbness made her unable to help but tighten all the muscles and bones in her body.

The two people at this moment need to have more love and love.

The next second, he directly pressed her against the car door, reached out to release his Gu Daiwang, lifted her legs on his shoulders, and squeezed into her body...

Although the location of this club is relatively remote and there will be no one to show up at night, it is still outside. If someone comes out later...

Qiao Weiwei was both ashamed and anxious, afraid that she would be caught by someone again. Gu Jian pushed her away, but her strength was completely exhausted by the continuous pleasure...

"Uh... pervert..." She cursed, her voice soft as cotton candy, with a bit of love.

"Are you more perverted if you have sex with a pervert and enjoy it so much?" He hit the nail on the head.

"Say...you forgive me..." He once again increased the movements under him, directly entering the deepest part of her, galloping freely, torturing her.

Seeing that she had no intention of saying this, his movements became a little rude again...

The pain replaced the pleasure. She couldn't help but groaned and said, "I understand, forgive you. Be gentle, I feel pain..."

"This is almost the same, so behave..." His movements slowly eased...

"Satan, hurry up. If someone hits me again, I will castrate you." She bit her lower lip hard, and her voice squeezed out from the cracks of her teeth...

"You are willing to give up? Who made you cum with me?" He accelerated his movements under him, and with a low growl, all the seeds scattered directly into her body...

Then, he took out his handkerchief from his pocket and cleaned her body carefully with the dark light.

She was already overdrawn and just leaned against the car weakly, looking at the handsome man in front of her who had been enlarged several times.

After cleaning her, he carefully wiped his good brother, then directly lifted his pants and said, "You turned around and left just now, making me lose face. Now accompany me in?"

"I'm tired and want to go home to sleep..."

"Woman, accompany me in, or accompany me in, you can only have one of these two."

Qiao Weiwei looked dark. Is there any difference between the two he said!

“Is there a third option?”

"There is... I just let me sleep until I die."

The next second, he directly grabbed her hand domineeringly and took her to the club, undeniable.

In the dark corner, the mysterious woman with a half-covered face in the silver butterfly mask was fixedly watching everything not far away, and her hands that were hanging beside her were clenched tightly into fists...

"Jiao Weiwei!" She gritted her teeth, and her long ink hair spread out angrily in the wind.

It was not until the two figures disappeared from her sight that she smiled ghostly, turned around, and left at a speed of wind...
Chapter completed!