The rich and powerful: Satan's Sweetheart Queen

177 Chapter 177, don't make me look like a wooden man

Gao Fushuai simply sipped his lipstick and wine, frowned and looked at Tong Yao in his arms, then at the man beside him, and said, "Isn't there a girl beside you!"

The man glanced at the woman beside him, and then at Tong Yao critically: "Young Master Gao, how can our vision be better than yours? You picked such a juicy one, we are just a simple foil!"

Tong Yao nestled in Gao Fushuai's arms, anxiously waiting for Gao Fushuai's answer.

As if he had received Tong Yao's gaze, or for the sake of Gao Fushuai's own face, Gao Fushuai snorted coldly: "This won't work! Let's talk about it next time!"

Hearing Gao Fushuai's slightly unpleasant voice, the man turned off the fire and took a deep look at Tong Yao.

Knowing that Gao Fushuai did not sell herself, Tong Yao's heart slowly returned to her stomach, and the movements of her subordinates gradually relaxed.

Tong Yao stood up from Gao Fushuai's arms, and the man sitting beside Gao Fushuai moved slightly to give Tong Yao a seat.

When Tong Yao sat down, the lights in the field dimmed again. Without the light, Tong Yao realized that her back was sweating from shock.

Gao Fushuai smiled evilly, handed Tong Yao a goblet, and then slowly poured red wine for her.

Tong Yao didn't want to pick it up, but Gao Fushuai squeezed the goblet tightly.

Gao Fushuai leaned into Tong Yao's ear and said, "100 million!"

Tong Yao took a deep breath, and said to him tremblingly, "I don't want that 100 million anymore!"

Gao Fushuai glanced at her, and said to her mockingly, "Now? Is it possible?"

Tong Yao didn't speak any more, she took the wine glass and put it aside with her lips pursed.

Gao Fushuai turned his hand playing with the wine glass, the mouth of the glass was facing Tong Yao, and poured a sip of red wine directly into Tong Yao's mouth.

The strong smell of alcohol choked into Tong Yao's mouth and nose, Tong Yao frowned and resisted the entry of red wine.

Gao Fushuai squeezed her jaw open forcefully, and the mellow red wine, with the taste of grapes, entered her mouth domineeringly. The smell of the wine made Tong Yao cough, and her cheeks were flushed.

Gao Fushuai turned Tong Yao's face and looked at her appreciatively: "Well! That's not bad. I always thought your face was too pale just now. Now that you drink red wine, you have a color, and you look good."

Tong Yao looked at him angrily, pursed her lips, and dared not speak.

Gao Fushuai pulled her hair, his eyes were cold: "Don't make me look like a wooden man, they will, and you must too!"

Tong Yao looked at the girls in the surrounding area. Every girl was snuggling up to a man in disheveled clothes. Their hands seemed to be wandering around the man, especially the sensitive parts between the man's legs.

The girls smiled coquettishly and made charming movements. When a man's hand touched them, they would scream exaggeratedly and then wink.

"Understood?" Gao Fushuai approached Tong Yao's ear and blew hot air in her ear.

Tong Yao trembled all over, and the feeling of shame permeated her brain nerves.She resisted and wanted to escape from Gao Fushuai's surroundings, but was held tightly by Gao Fushuai, and then her hand landed exactly in the middle of Gao Fushuai's legs.

The hot touch hurt Tong Yao's hand, and Tong Yao wanted to take it away but couldn't.

"Let me feel it slowly!" Gao Fushuai's voice rang in Tong Yao's ear like a devil: "I will be comfortable only when it is comfortable, and if I am comfortable, you will be comfortable too!"

Tong Yao secretly looked around for a week, and found that the people around her were all looking at this side, feeling the increasingly cold aura of the tall, rich and handsome above her head, Tong Yao's hand...

Moved……

(End of this chapter)