The consumption concept of the rich woman

"It seems that you have done a good job in intelligence work," Li Muran raised his chin slightly and smiled lightly, "Okay, I accept the invitation. It is my honor to work with Minister Han."

"Me too." After saying that, Han Yuanli raised the wine glass in his hand.

"However," Li Muran stood up and walked towards Han Yuanli, "Since Minister Han has something to ask of me, I have agreed. I wonder if Minister Han can also meet my small request."

Han Yuanli looked at the person who was leaning down in front of him and looking at him. He was so close that he could even smell the fragrance of gardenia on the person.

"Oh, what's the matter? Tell me about it."

The person in front of him gave a charming smile, turned over and sat in Han Yuanli's arms.

Although it was sudden, Han Yuanli was not someone who had never seen the world. Maybe he had some waves in his heart, but he did not show it on his face. "Miss Li, what do you mean by this?" As he spoke, he looked straight into Li Muran's eyes.

"What does Minister Han think?" Li Muran asked back. After all, we were all adults, and there was no need to talk about some things that could only be understood but not expressed in words.

"I thought," he said, taking back his hand from the table and pinching Li Muran's waist. He even tightened his arm to let the person sitting on his lap get closer to him. The two pairs of eyes stared at each other, "Miss Li was seducing Han."

"Oh! The answer is correct, but unfortunately there is no reward."

"How could there be none?" he said, looking down at the red lips so close to him.

Suddenly kissed.

For a while, I tossed and turned, my ears rubbing against each other, and the sound of water splashing was endless.

At this moment, Li Muran regretted provoking this person. He felt that his breath was being taken away by him and he could not get any replenishment.

When she was about to suffocate and faint, the person in front of her finally let her go.

Li Muran helplessly grabbed the clothes on the chest of the person in front of him, breathing heavily, trying to calm his rapidly beating heart.

Originally thought to be a battle between an abstinent old cadre and a thousand-year-old vixen, but in the end it was a ferocious big bad wolf pouncing on an innocent little white rabbit. The difference in skills between them is not just a little bit.

There was a large hand behind me that kept caressing me soothingly, and in my ears I could hear the heartbeat of my chest like a drum.

A hoarse voice after the lust came from my ear, "I already took the reward without asking, it's very sweet."

Saying sweet words with this seductive heavy bass, with a rustling sound, is simply like dancing in the hearts of mortals. Who can resist it?

Especially since this guy has a handsome face, and judging from his appearance, he must have exercised a lot. I just wonder if his abdominal muscles are evenly distributed?

So the consequence of not being able to resist is to just go along and say, "Okay! As long as you're satisfied."

"Hehehe..." A series of laughter rang out.

Li Muran regained her consciousness. As expected, the beauty trap, oh, no, it's the beauty trap, has been a powerful weapon since ancient times. In this state, Li Muran would probably give Han Yuanli whatever he wanted.

However, Li Muran also understood that as a member of the Han family, Han Yuanli was proud and there were some things he would rather not do.

It seems that he is also attracted to me.

Yes, Han Yuanli didn’t get to know Li Muran today. In fact, ever since Quan Jinyuan started plotting against Li Muran, Li Muran has entered Han Yuanli’s eyes, including her growth trajectory along the way.

To put it bluntly, he knew and understood all the men around her who had close contact with her.

Perhaps as Li Muran grew up, there were times and places when she did not understand herself, but Han Yuanli understood and studied them all.

It was in this step-by-step process that he met Li Muran and gave her his unique attention.

"Now let's talk about Miss Li's request."

Li Muran raised his head and looked at Han Yuanli with sparkling eyes, "If I say that what you just did was my purpose, do you believe it?"

Han Yuanli answered without hesitation, "I believe it, but one thing is one thing, so I still have to meet Miss Li's request."

Seeing the person who was still moving straight down towards her lips, she quickly raised her hand to cover Han Yuanli's lips, "My goal has been achieved, okay."

However, he was not moved at all. He just reached out and took the hand attached to his lips, found his target and continued to move downwards. On the way, "I said that one thing should be treated separately. I can't replace you. Just now it was me who wanted to, and now it's you who wants to. It's only fair that each of you gets one time."

Bullshit fairness, how can something like this be calculated like this? "Oh oh oh oh," but her protests were drowned out by the two men's lips.

Finally, the confusion, endless emotions and numerous ambiguities filled the private room with pink bubbles.

I ate the meal, but I couldn't taste anything. I clearly didn't do anything, but it felt like I did everything.

My mouth hurts, my legs are weak, my hands hurt.

What happened? Nothing happened. In the end, because Lu Chuan and the bodyguards were waiting outside, Han Yuanli did not send anyone back.

But Li Muran had an extra file bag in his hand.

Han Yuanli's gentle words and earnest teachings before leaving are still ringing in my ears, "My Miss Li, a blue friend is good, but I really don't want to have any more brothers. Can you please control yourself?"

Li Muran could no longer remember whether he nodded.

Anyway, in the midst of all the confusion and passion, that person seemed to say something. I couldn't hear it clearly, but it sounded like a threat or a warning.

Who knows!

Oh, Li Muran will never stop hunting for beauty, because this is her life's work and mission. At the same time, this is also the life she longs for and looks forward to.

Instead of asking her to stop, it would be better for him to withdraw on his own initiative.

The memories are over, but what is in front of me is still...