The people on the wine table gradually blushed with red light. A hot and dry heat started from the abdomen. Then they felt very restless.

They play very fierce in private, so they don't understand it at once. Most of them have been drugged in this glass!

They all have traditional Chinese medicine.

However, it seems that Li Dongliang and Sun Hua have no traditional Chinese medicine. Besides, they don't move except for wine when they go to the table.

The wine is also freshly opened. There should be no problem.

Is the medicine in the glass ahead of time?

People scratched their ears and scratched their cheeks. The dryness / heat in their bodies gradually lost their sense.

Mu Yazhe sneers.

Min Yu on one side couldn't help it.

Boss, this is a bit of a bad taste.

This is to make it clear that Li Dongliang and Sun Hua are not allowed to live or die!

A group of people stood up uneasily and tried to escape. However, when they got to the door, they were kicked back by the man in black who was blocking the door.

An investor came over and begged for mercy: "moo Shao, what kind of game do you want to play? Oh, spare me, let me go! It has nothing to do with me! "

"It matters."

Muyazhe's handsome eyebrows were slightly raised, his body leaned back slightly, and his imperial aura became obvious.

"That Mu Shao, you What do you want to do? "

"Play."

Muyazhe is brief.

On one side, Minyu said, "you, take them two rounds."

As soon as the voice fell, all the men sitting at the table were stunned.

What?!

What do you mean by that!?

What do you mean by mu Yazhe is that they will rotate both Li Dongliang and Sun Hua?!

But But if women forget it, Li Dongliang and Sun Hua are old men with five big and three rough tastes. They don't have such a strong taste!

A producer cried bitterly: "moo Shao, you can't play like this! Even if you want to take a turn, you have to give us some women at least?! It's hard for a man! "

"That's why I gave you some additives." Minyu was on the side, laughing darkly.

Everyone was stunned. Looking at the hanging Li Dongliang and Sun Hua, they felt sick one by one.

Minyu Snickers.

The boss's so funny.

I can think of this way.

"Little, little! Please, please let me go! I'm wrong. I really know I'm wrong! Your adult doesn't remember villains, don't torture me like this! "

Li Dongliang cried and begged for mercy.

Sun Hua is hanging on one side. He can't breathe. His hands will be cut off. Where can he talk?

A producer kneels at the feet of moyazhe. He has played with many women, not without men.

But what kind of man is it?

It's either the moneyboy of the nightclub or the young man with thin waist and white skin in the circle. It's disgusting to ask him to go on the old dog legs like Li Dongliang and Sun Hua!

He really can't do it!

"Mu Zong, Mu Zong, I beg you! Don't be such a torment! "

He was coldly kicked out of the way.

"I never say it twice, turn them around, or none of them will come out of this room!"

Cold voice fell, a group of people started a cold sweat, shivering.

A producer took a careful look at mu Yazhe's face, afraid that he could not escape this time, so he bit his teeth, took the lead to stand up, took off his pants, went to Li Dongliang's side, and almost spit out as soon as his hand touched his butt.