Geng Shiqing was impatient and twisted his hips, "Mom, drag Mrs. Zhou! I'm so uncomfortable...I'm going to explode if I don't vent!"
Mrs. Geng was motionless, her feet seemed to be nailed to the floor.
The shadow approached the door, clear and clear in the thick light.
"What's going on?" Zhou Jingchen glanced at the door number of the box with a car key in one hand and a leather glove in the other, "301?"
This Mr. Zhou is not a good-tempered master, and Mrs. Geng knows it very well.
She quietly pushed Geng Shiqing into the box and closed the door, "Your mother is in 308...I'll pick up Shiqing."
As soon as the door closed, Geng Shiqing went straight to Cheng Xi. She was so frightened that she shouted, "Zhou Jingchen!"
The man raised his feet and pressed his leather shoes against the door.
The more the door was opened, the more sex tools were discovered, and Zhou Jingchen's expression became even colder.
He still maintained the last bit of dignity, "What are you playing for?"
"Jingchen... no, Mr. Zhou." Mrs. Geng went in ahead of him and blocked Geng Shiqing, "Shiqing is reckless and playful, and has no sense of propriety -"
"Shiqing, please explain to me." Zhou Jingchen walked straight past Mrs. Geng, sat on the chair, and raised one leg in an arrogant manner, "I think we should not protect him now, but put some clothes on Cheng Xi, Mrs. Geng What do you think?"
Mrs. Geng reluctantly let go of Geng Shiqing. Her coat was left at 308. Geng Shiqing and Cheng Xi's coats were also taken to the box by the waiter. She could only borrow Zhou Jingchen's coat.
Zhou Jingchen unbuttoned his shirt without saying a word, the tendons on the back of his hands bulged, and the indigo color exuded a chilly air under the light.
Shocking, mean.
Mrs. Geng took his coat and wrapped it around Cheng Xi, "Xi'er, you have been wronged. Shiqing is not this kind of person. He offended you because he ate the wrong thing... and lost his mind. You forgive him, as long as you If you are willing to forgive me, Aunt Geng will agree to any condition you have."
Cheng Xi was in shock and lay tremblingly on the back of the chair.
"Shiqing!" Mrs. Geng ran to Geng Shiqing again, "Explain it to your uncle. We, as a family, can discuss and solve the problem in private."
How could Geng Shiqing explain it? He was addicted to the drug. He took off his pants and sweater and kept scratching his buttocks, which made his penis ooze all over the floor, making him look ugly.
He took off his clothes, and Mrs. Geng put them on to cover him up, "Waiter!" As soon as she finished calling, she fell silent again.
Mrs. Geng wanted to give him a glass of ice water to calm down his anger, or ask for a female publicist or a female model to relieve the effects of the medicine. She was a loving mother, used to doting on him, and couldn't bear Geng Shiqing's suffering.
But he was naked, exposing the deformity of his calf, and outsiders would laugh at him. Mrs. Geng begged Zhou Jingchen, "Send Shiqing to the hospital first! He is too hot, and the fever will cause problems that will affect future fertility."
Zhou Jingchen looked at it for a long time, with a smile in his eyes, both playful and angry, "What did Shiqing eat wrong?"
In fact, he guessed that it was close to ten. Men know the virtues of men best, especially those who are "addicted to food". The more incompetent they are, the more they like to play;
The little thing in Geng Shiqing's pants is not even as big as a few-year-old baby. It is said that he went to an island in the United States for a night, and eight plump and voluptuous female models took turns to stimulate him. There was no bulge at all, and his crotch was smooth. .
Fortunately, overseas, if it were at home, the wealthy and powerful would be laughing their heads off.
With such a weak body, ordinary medicines on the market have no effect, unless they are pure refined products, unseasoned sacred oils, and pills, which ordinary people cannot bear.
Hu Sheng has channels in this area. He often goes to Thailand to have sex with shemales. Geng Shiqing probably purchased the goods from him.
Zhou Jingchen's eyes moved to Mrs. Geng, "Does it taste good? Let me try it."
Mrs. Geng's expression changed.
He stood up, walked to the round table, and read the instructions on the medicine bottle.
"It is indeed a good thing." Zhou Jingchen smiled, "99% high content, six pills in a bottle." He unscrewed the cap of the bottle and raised his eyebrows, "Shiqing spent a lot of money and swallowed two pills directly, and he was not tired after fighting all night. "
Mrs. Geng was worried when she heard this, and she helped Geng Shiqing to leave.
"The Zhou family's driver is downstairs, ask him to come up and help you." Zhou Jingchen made a phone call and smiled gently, "After all, it's my family. Let Shiqing feel comfortable first, and let's talk slowly."
Mrs. Geng felt something was wrong, and before she could refuse, the driver had already opened the door of 301.
"Master Zhou."
Zhou Jingchen played with the bottle of medicine and smelled it under his nose. He was very interested and said, "Feed him."
"How much to eat?"
The man put down the bottle, disgusted that his hands were dirty, and said with a look of disgust, "Eat it all."
Mrs. Geng was shocked, "Zhou Jingchen..."
"Shiqing likes comfort and the beauty of a gentleman." Zhou Jingchen covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief. The box was stinking, and Geng Shiqing seemed to have peed. "Isn't he eager to be ecstatic? After taking all the medicine, Shiqing quickly became a Impressive."
