100 Days of Honey Wars: Dictatorship Boss, flirt

Berners Hotel, in the presidential suite——

Several cameras that have been adjusted and set up are scattered in every corner of the room. Eight women with heavy make-up are sitting around the bed, staring at the prey not far away, Qiao Mucheng, who is tied up. .

Qiao Mucheng, an incomparable business legend in S City, the CEO of the Empire Group, a top-notch diamond king who combines money, fame, power, and good looks.

An ascetic national husband who makes celebrities from all walks of life stare at him, but never gets close to women.

In order to succeed in becoming Qiao Mucheng's wife, the first thing Jiang Luyao did on the first day after returning to China was to tie him up.

The weird atmosphere and the sensual atmosphere didn't bother the instigator at all.

At this time, Jiang Luyao was sitting on the sofa with his whole body, his seaweed-like hair hanging from his ears to his chest, his red lips were slightly pursed, as if he was finishing a work of art, and he was very focused on painting himself. Nail polish, looking calm and composed.

It wasn't until the last nail was painted, and after examining his "work" back and forth, that Jiang Luyao's expression changed a little, and he curled his lips into a slight smile.

Yes, it is her favorite red, the bloodthirsty red.

Looking at the work he was satisfied with, Jiang Luyao was in a good mood, put away the nail polish, and casually pulled the hair in front of him back.

Get up and walk towards the man who is being watched by a bunch of women.

Qiao Mucheng was lying on the ground in the middle of the suite, his whole body was tied up with rough hemp rope, his well-tailored suit had already become wrinkled, staring at Jiang Luyao who was walking towards him, his dark and deep eyes shot out a menacing cold light .

Walking to Qiao Mucheng's side, Jiang Luyao stood still. After looking at him for a few seconds, he squatted down slowly, raised his arms, his red nails glowed coquettishly, and his fingertips followed his handsome outline. Swipe slowly: "Qiao Mucheng, marry me and sleep with them, you can only choose one."

The seemingly innocent and harmless eyes are full of possessive desire that cannot be denied.

A familiar face, a familiar expression, a familiar man.

This man who made her experience the beginning of love, but pushed her into the abyss himself.

Qiao Mucheng avoided her hand, the anger in his eyes couldn't be concealed, and his hoarse voice was so indifferent: "Jiang Luyao, I haven't seen you for six years, did you learn this ability?"

Jiang Luyao wasn't angry at his evasive action at all, and withdrew his hand, he couldn't help but sneered, "I tied you up for my incompetence, and I tied you up for your ability, so who is incompetent?"

If eyes could kill, she thought she would have been hacked to pieces.

Qiao Mucheng looked at the women sitting on the bed with extreme disgust: "What if I don't choose?"

Such a shameful way of threatening, such a shameless method, she really impressed him.

The air pressure in the room dropped instantly because of Qiao Mucheng's answer.

Jiang Luyao suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, got up and walked to the side, poured himself a glass of water very calmly, and said without a trace of turmoil in his tone: "No choice? Sleeping with eight women in one night and being slept by eight women in one night, two news Toutiao, which one do you prefer?"

Six years ago, he said he never settles.

Six years later, she insisted on forcing him to settle down.

Qiao Mucheng is notoriously unfeminine and emotionally clean. With these two points alone, he has no right to say no.

After hearing her words, Qiao Mucheng frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched indistinctly.

"I'll give you a minute to think about it. You can figure it out." After Jiang Luyao finished speaking, he took a sip of water, and then seemed to have thought about something, with a kind reminder tone: "Of course, if you really don't Willing to marry me, or the second option, I don't mind. I don't think they mind either."

When he said the last sentence, he pointed to those women.

"Yeah, we don't mind..."

"Yeah, I don't mind..."

Seeing what Jiang Luyao said, those women agreed with them with obsequious smiles as if they had received permission.

"It doesn't take a minute. If this is your ultimate goal, I will marry you." Her pressing every step of the way, and the flattery and approval of those women are all challenging his bottom line. At this moment, he really can't wait for a minute. I don't want to spend any more time with these women.

The smell of makeup and powder all over the room hit his olfactory nerves.

Every pore in his body was screaming at him unbearably.

To be slept by these women, he believes that she can do it, and he also believes that she has the ability, because now he has no energy at all, and he does not have the ability to resist at all.