Cosmetics company PR

He satin her boudoir while she freshened up (he sat in her boudoir waiting for her to wash and strip)

BoydrankallthatMagnoliawine (he drank the Magnoliawine)

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Voulezvouscoucheravecmoicesoir (will you sleep with me tonight?)

Voulezvouscoucheravecmoi…

Following the rhythm of "Lady Marmalade", twisting her waist and shaking her hips, Fang Funong spread her legs apart, holding two breasts the size of footballs, and was dancing next to the owner of the pair of big breasts.The woman's nipples are set against the black and shiny, like expensive obsidian.The areola was studded with diamond beads, and gold ornaments hung from the nipples hanging from those long, powerful fingers.

This is a man who is easy to please women, like a bee playing with flowers, he will not stay for any one for too long.He tore off the woman's bra, buried his face in her breasts, and in the blink of an eye, he was kissing and dancing with another woman.

Real sex performances on this stage have long been commonplace. The actors repeat the act of copulation mechanically, but they don't understand the art of copulation at all.But Fang Funong's dance is exactly the opposite of them. It is open-scale and extraordinarily fragrant. It only relies on some sexually suggestive movements to arouse people's most primitive desires.

Almost all the men in the audience entered a psychological climax together, screams, whistles, and all kinds of voices of swearing at their fathers and mothers one after another.

The white thighs are raised and lowered gradually, and the strippers are surprisingly in sync.

Xia Weiming was kept in the dark until Fang Funong came on stage. When did he rehearse with these women?Or, when did he choreograph such a pulse-pounding sex dance?Xia Weiming once again felt that this guy was amazing. He knew that most public relations were exquisite, but being so exquisite was simply a rare treasure.

During the performance, Fang Funong glanced at the audience from time to time. When he found that the old artist was really looking at him with dark eyes, he devoted himself to the "artistic creation" with eight beautiful prostitutes.

Alberts had to admit, this guy did it.Whether it counts as art or not, it is true that everyone is screaming.

Xia Weiming and Ebbs were quite surprised, and there was another person in the field at the moment, who also stood there in a daze.

Zhan Yifei learned from Xia Weiming's assistant that they were here, and when he entered, Fang Funong's performance happened to be halfway through.With his hands in his pockets, he stood in the last row of the theater and looked at him. A clump of shadows covered his stern and fair face, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes seemed particularly secretive.

Although the dance moves are not complicated, no one can master the essence of a sexy dance in such a short period of time. Zhan Yifei has no doubt that Fang Funong has dance skills.He thought of the plays he sang, the meals he cooked, and his professional spin kick in the bar that stunned two gangsters on the spot. Others have 24 hours a day, but this man must have at least 240 hours a day to do this excellent.

Such upside-down sentient beings.

Seeing Fang Funong holding a dancer's big breasts and dancing close to her body, he felt his throat dry out for no reason, and involuntarily raised his hand to pull his collar.

Tear it loose, take a breath of air, but it gets hotter.

The shirt on his body was wrinkled by the women's hands, Fang Funong's muscles were highlighted vertically and horizontally by the stage lights, and the grooves between his abdominal muscles seemed to be still shining with sweat.

The same is true when the man has sex with himself.Zhan Yifei swallowed his saliva empty-handedly, and could no longer take his eyes off the fat-free waistline.

Then Fang Funong also saw him.

The dancers had been stripped of their dance clothes. During the pause of the music, he splashed paint on the bare chests of the women. He used a brush at first, and then luckily wiped the paint with his hands to paint on the naked women.His face and hands were also stained a lot, as beautiful as a peacock.

Male peacocks are more beautiful than females in nature, and Zhan Yifei almost realized that the same is true for human beings.

When the dance was over, there was a sound of "encore sound" in the venue as expected. Unfortunately, this is the last show tonight.

The publicist thanked the girls in the room where they "worked" and paid them each a nice sum.

These girls were plump, with wasp waists and long legs, and huge breasts. The dim light made it impossible to see a face with heavy makeup, but they were all beautiful girls without a doubt.Stuffing money in their gold glitter panties, they were all excited, and the audience responded well, they felt like they were on par with Dita Von Teese, and this man was a true artist.

Fang Funong sat on the bed, his clothes were disheveled, and his sitting posture was unrestrained. It could be seen that the crotch was obviously bulging.He had been concentrating on dancing just now, but now he has allowed desire to raise his head.The girls climbed onto the bed one by one to thank him, and the next one squeezed onto it before one got off, and soon the big "work" bed was crumbling.

No way, who called strippers have always only had two ways to express their gratitude, kiss and sex.

This guy clearly saw the boss standing at the door, but he still didn't stop the girls from stroking and kissing him. He could even see his state of mind from the slightly raised corner of his lips. He enjoyed such treatment very much.

"You are pretending to be a public servant for personal gain." Zhan Yifei's face was sullen, only a pair of phoenix eyes were slightly squinted upwards, still shining like stars in such an ambiguous place. "I still wonder why you haven't heard back. It turns out that you don't want to leave."

"I'm also doing my best for the company..." After kissing the eight girls one by one, Fang Funong slapped one of them on the big ass, and kicked them out of the house one by one.He raised his eyebrows and smiled at his boss, "Of course, in 1974, Alberts graffiti on naked women was art, and Fang Funong 40 years later was just imitating it."

"There is no time for you to hang around among women." Even though he already knew the agreement between the other party and Master Pope, the president of Mi Ya still couldn't hide his displeasure, "KA channel is not going through, and Watson's purchase is pushing back and forth. It is obvious that Yan Qin put pressure on them, and once the news of Zhengye Plaza is released, other large department stores will follow suit and raise their prices. So I decided to participate in the Beauty Expo ① on the spur of the moment, and my second uncle is asking someone to contact you.”

①Beauty Expo, the full name of "China Beauty Expo (Shanghai CBE)", is recognized as the first exhibition in China's beauty and cosmetics industry. It ranks among the top three in the world and the first in Asia. The amount exceeded 12 billion.

Powerful companies such as L'Oreal participated in the Beauty Expo, just to let their mass cosmetics brands such as Maybelline sink their channels and open up township-level markets.Since most of the participants in the beauty expo are newcomers in the cosmetics industry or small and medium-sized enterprises, the self-esteemed CEO of Miya never planned to join the fun from the very beginning.

Now there are less than two weeks left before the opening of the exhibition. From booth design, booth construction to customer invitation, other companies have to spend two to three months to prepare for the exhibition.

This is obviously a decision-making error by the sales department, but the temporary adjustment of the strategy is obviously because the market development is not smooth, and Zhan Yifei is desperate.

"Is it too late?" Fang Funong frowned slightly, "The filming is not over yet."

"On the stage where you were dancing, Xia Weiming introduced me to meet Alberts. This old man is not as difficult as the outside world described. He not only agreed to cooperate with Mi Ya, but also..." After a pause, Zhan Yifei said, "He only charges one dollar for the copyright, and we can produce Miya's cosmetics in limited quantities under the authorization of this pop master."

"So generous?" Before the surprise tonight, Fang Funong expected that Ebbs might agree to cooperate, but he never expected that this old guy would not take any money.Suddenly, I remembered the Japanese lover of Ebbs mentioned by Xia Weiming. He had black hair and phoenix eyes, and a handsome appearance, which was exactly the same as Zhan Yifei's image.He couldn't help feeling suspicious, and asked, "Did he ask you anything else?"

"That's right. He begged me to sleep with him for one night. For the sake of Miya, I had no choice but to agree." The tone of the statement was very calm, and Zhan Yifei remained calm, waiting to catch a gaffe reaction.

"Go, it's worth it for Mi Ya." Fang Fu Nong stood up from the bed, making gestures to push the other person out of the door—but just as his fingers touched his arm, he pulled the boy back to himself arms.The two fell onto the big bed together.

"Voulezvouscoucheravecmoicesoir..."

He bit his ear lightly, sang a noisy song with a soft voice, and took his hand to touch his crotch: "Take a look, is it ready to go, very sincere?"

"Nervous." Zhan Yifei cursed in a low voice, and became unhappy again with a straight face, "Why didn't you leave those girls just now, I think they are very happy, and you don't have to worry about having no one to accompany you tonight."

"It's not enough if you're all happy. If you ask for one, eight will stay. I can't serve so many in one night." Fang Fu Nong raised his hand to pinch Zhan Yifei's face, and smiled, "I can only serve the last one." Pretty one."

President Mi Ya pushed the other party away, got up and left.

After a hard dance, his chest was wet with sweat, and the man with the painted face licked his lips and panted.It was a pity that the affair had turned to bad, and the guy who had fallen half of his body outside the door suddenly turned around and fell into his arms as if he had fallen.

Bearing a heavy weight between his arms, Fang Funong just hugged Zhan Yifei to his full arms, and immediately turned up, pressing him back under his body.

Just the moment they turned over, they had already kissed each other.I haven't seen each other for more than half a month. The two men kissed so hard that they couldn't breathe for a while.

Fang Funong has only one thought now: to get into this man's body.

"No."

"why?"

"It's too big. I can't hold it." Zhan Yifei refused to let the other party fulfill his wish, with a serious face and no expression, "I can't stand the pain every time."

"I will be gentle this time..." Almost every man loves to be complained by his lover that he is too "big". The next time he kissed there, the kid would tremble.

"It still doesn't work." Zhan Yifei still refused to cooperate, and said in his mouth, "The Zhan family also has a second child, so why am I always at the bottom?"

"Next time, next time I will let you be on top..." Fang Funong reached out to touch the lubricating fluid on the head of the bed, coaxing, "Not only let you be on top, I also call you 'officer'..."

Really called the other party "official" with Hua Dan's false voice, and then played hooligans by taking advantage of people's unpreparedness. The torn pants were still hanging on the knees, and the fingers stained with lubricating fluid were suddenly sent into the mouth without warning. The opponent's body——

Zhan Yifei let out a soft cry, the muscles in his thighs convulsed, and his snow-white skin burned red all at once.

Before it was too late to expand, Fang Funong supported his dick and planned to enter, but was stopped by the other party again.

"Wait...wait..." Under the urging of lust, his chest rose and fell, and he was panting rapidly, but one hand firmly covered the back of the opponent's hand—the ten fingers were slightly intertwined, and the thick and long thing was not allowed. Probe an inch in.

"...What's the matter?" Sweat slipped down his Adam's apple, and Fang Funong was also panting hard.

At this time, Zhan Yifei is still hesitant. Some things may be done once to try something new, and done twice may be for comfort, but if it happens again and again, there is no excuse to follow.A voice in his subconscious is trying to remind him, admonishing him: This is not just about a man's face, his body can't stand being pampered and pampered by this man again and again, and if it happens one more time, he may not be able to survive this catastrophe .

In the end, he relented and compromised. He waited for his promise, and planned to hand over his wealth and life to him.

"Promise me...help me..." One hand was still holding the other party firmly, Zhan Yifei put his other free hand around Fang Funong's neck, propped up his upper body and leaned close to his ear, " You have to help me..."

The face could not be seen, but the voice had never been so soft as it was at this moment, it was quite unusual.

From the other party's words just now, Mi Ya's public relations manager probably guessed that the company is facing a lot of difficulties.

He held his face over, held it in the palm of his hand, intertwined with his gaze for a moment, and then gave him the answer he wanted with his gaze.

Zhan Yifei let go of his hand, opened his legs a little more, and let Fang Funong enter.