There are many people, Chang Ning is restless, no smoking and no alcohol, life is not good, after eating two bowls of rice, Chang Ning sneaked into the room, ignoring the laughter in the living room, pretending to look.

This room of his own, for Chang Ning, is a furnishing, two shelves of hundreds of books, and the four treasures of the table of the study, decorated quite room-like, outsiders at first glance, must think that the owner is a person who likes to read.

Looking at the frame again, the works of Maenlis are impressively listed, with a complete range of political and social science masters, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, literature, history and philosophy, which fully proves that the master's extensive reading and erudition, some are thicker than bricks, some are thinner than tiles, there are both wire-bound and hardcover, and the whole is a hodgepodge.

Only Chang Ning himself knows that there are so many, most of them are bought with the help of women, especially Sang Meiying and Liu Yutao, who live on the same floor, as far as he bought it himself, or bought it by the way when he was bored when he was bored, as for how many books he had read carefully, it was estimated that he could count them with his hands out.

Sitting on the dark red sandalwood chair, lighting the first cigarette since today, he smoked half a cigarette beautifully, Chang Ning took out a copy from the shelf, and at a glance, he grinned to himself.

"Confessions", the autobiographical masterpiece of the great French thinker and writer Rousseau.

Damn, which girl bought it, Chang Ning said happily in his heart, isn't this sarcastic about our little half-immortal, we never regret doing things, why do we need to confess.

Of course, Chang Ning still has some knowledge of this "Confession", when he was in college, a classmate in the same dormitory had this book, and when he was bored, Chang Ning picked it up and turned it over.

The door of the room was pushed open with a squeak, and it was quietly hidden, and in a blink of an eye, Yuan Sibei floated in and stood by Chang Ning's side.

"Hey, young master, are you reading Rousseau's "Confessions"?" Yuan Sibei asked curiously.

"Hehe, do you think I look like someone who has read the Confessions?" No mistakes, no word skipping. Chang Ning smiled and threw away the "Confession", pulled Yuan Sibei and put it on his knees.

Yuan Sibei said: "The book "Confession" is a work of a civilian intellectual, who defends himself not only as a person, but more importantly as an ordinary person in the face of feudal oppression, and is a tragic counterattack to the persecution and slander of the ruling class. ”

"Sister Yuan, I have read this book carefully, I absolutely appreciate this old Mr. Lu from France, when he was angry, in that era full of hypocrisy, absurdity, and petty bourgeoisie, he wrote such an immortal masterpiece that made all living beings dizzy, hehe, now China is also full of hypocrisy, absurdity, and petty bourgeoisie is getting stronger and stronger, do you see if I can also imitate Lao Lu's cheeky and sincere appearance back then, and write about my civilian life for more than 20 years, with the help of this memory, let me and your story, are presented to the world without reservation. ”

Yuan Sibei said softly: "Rousseau didn't write "Confessions" until he was fifty years old, and you, twenty years later. ”

"Hehe, I listen to Sister Yuan, and I will write my little half-immortal's confession in twenty years."

Seeing Chang Ning set his eyes on himself, Yuan Sibei smiled shyly.

Under the light, Yuan Sibei looks so graceful and luxurious, gorgeous and extraordinary, after the bath, she looks more charming and colorful than ever, peerless, a flesh-colored nightgown, two suspenders through her round shoulders, two arms are smooth and smooth, the snow skin is smooth and tender, soft as boneless, like two jade lotus, the jade peak towers forward, the mountain tip is prominent, deep, a string of platinum necklaces hang on her white and delicate neck, when the delicate body moves lightly, the plump twin peaks sway slightly, the nightgown seems to be cut according to her figure, tight waist, To the hips and buttocks are also tightly wrapped, outlining her beautiful waist and plump ass, the nightgown is smooth and flickering, soft and close-fitting, so that her body is concave and convex, with beautiful curves, a shawl hair, like a waterfall falling on her fat back and round shoulders, the rich ****, set off the round buttocks, it looks more fleshy, the nightgown is soft and drape, it feels great to touch, and then look at her flower-like face, the curved and thin eyebrows are carefully depicted, and it can be vaguely seen that the eyebrows contain powder, and a pair of Danfeng eyes under the willow eyebrows, Dark, watery, curly eyelashes, affectionate eyes, red lips, and curly sleeping hair, even more charming......

The hot kiss of the two people has not separated the body for a long time, Chang Ning hugged her with one hand and kissed, and groped her mountains and rivers with the other, her sexy and warm lips, her soft and hot tongue, her charming face, her swaying whisper, her mature and sexy ****, her noble and reserved temperament, all of which fascinated Chang Ning.

"Young Master......"

"Sister Yuan, how many times have I said it, stop calling me young master."

"I don't ...... You, you will always be my young master. ”

"Hmm...... Okay, whatever you want to call it. ”

"Young master, I, I didn't hinder you from reading."

"Hehe, Sister Yuan, you laugh at me...... I don't like to read, I just like to read you women. ”

"Well, then you're ...... Study. ”

Yuan Sibei gave a wink, and a coquettish sound made Chang Ning suddenly feel that his bones were seven points lighter.

In the **** wrapped in silk nightgowns, there is no artificial covering, except for meat or meat, a pair of towering snow-capped mountains stand majestically, and there are wisps of charming fragrance from the mountains, which makes Chang Ning's irresistible brain confused, the hem of the nightgown is only to the knees, and the two white thighs are not covered, which is really sexy and sultry.

"Sister Yuan, I'm sorry, I've been with Sister Xue for the past few days, and I've left you out in the cold."

"You accompany your Sister Xue, is that how it should be?"

"You're not upset?"

"No, no."

"Hey, you don't want me?"

"No...... Want to ......"

"Do you want to or don't want to?"

"Think...... Want to ......"

Chang Ning listened, only to feel the blood in his body gushing.

He simply got up and tore off Yuan Sibei's nightgown, he was also wearing pajamas, and when he got up, he had already fallen to the ground, Yuan Sibei glanced at the anger there, and his pretty face was red to the root of his ears.

Chang Ning smiled evilly, deliberately sat there motionless, and made Yuan Sibei look at him with shame, and said in a coquettish voice: "Young master, you, you are really necrotic......"

"Hehe, Sister Yuan, you are stupid, if Young Master Ben is not bad, can you enjoy it."

Yuan Sibei took the initiative to sit back in Chang Ning's arms.

The stunner is in his arms, and Chang Ning is enthusiastic.

How could he restrain himself, the woman in his arms was as hot as a fireball, this is the president of a large company with great glory, the daughter of a general with all kinds of charms, a dignified and virtuous intellectual, a mature and charming ****, a graceful jade peony, a jade-faced fox with a soul, at this moment, in front of him, the jade body is full ********of dew, and the nectar is long......

He knew that the woman was hungry for his attack, so he didn't hesitate any longer, grabbed her waist and rushed in......

Then came his frantic attack.

Yuan Sibei's happy cry aroused Chang Ning's wildness even more, he pushed open the four treasures of the study on the table with one hand, put her in front of him, exerted his strength, and launched another round of indiscriminate bombardment.

A pampered jade body like Yuan Sibei, where can she withstand such a storm in Changning, it didn't take long for her to be exhausted, I saw her convulsions, her hands were loose, and she fell on the table, and her whole body was paralyzed.

Chang Ning hugged Yuan Sibei and sat on the chair, but the two bodies were still tightly glued together, making him feel warm and tight.

Looking at Yuan Sibei's appearance again, her charming eyes were slightly closed, her eyes were rolling, she was panting, her face was red, and she was drenched in sweat. ”

"Am I good?" No mistakes, no word skipping.

"Well, it's amazing, it's amazing."

"Hehe, it should be, serve the people."

"Young master, I have something...... I want to talk to you. ”

"Who are we, just talk about something."

"Young master, I think, I want to go back to the mainland to work?"

"Really?" No mistakes, no word skipping.

"Really."

"Oh, I see, you want to be the general manager of the mainland branch of the Omet Group Company."

"Hmmm......"

"No, it's not appropriate to put the president of the company in Hong Kong, and I'd rather be the manager of the mainland branch, why?"

"I ...... I want to be closer to the young master. ”

"Well, there are good reasons, and I support it, but it doesn't fit in reality."

"Why?"

"Sister Yuan, there are many reasons for this, first, the headquarters of the Oite Group Company is inseparable from you, Sister Xue is planning to ignore the company's affairs in the past two years, if you leave again, what will happen to the company's headquarters, second, although you were born in the mainland, but you can't adapt to the environment in the mainland, your talent can't be displayed here, invest in the mainland to run a company, you need a person who can shock all aspects, third, after the establishment of the mainland branch of the Oite Group Company, you will definitely come over often, and we will have more opportunities together. Why should you condescend to a branch. ”

"Young master, you have a point, I listen to you."

"Sister Yuan, from now on, you can come over at any time, and I will accompany you at any time, hehe."

"Really?" No mistakes, no word skipping.

"Of course."

"Well, then you ...... Why not move now? ”

"Hehe, why don't you move yourself?"

With a shy smile, Yuan Sibei held Chang Ning's face and kissed it wildly......

After a while, Yuan Sibei's face turned red, and he gasped for a while, like a jade rose, becoming more and more delicate, "Young master...... You, are you going to continue......"

Hearing the clarion call to march, Chang Ning couldn't help but launch a second blow.

In the stormy rain, Yuan Sibei began to sway and moan again, in fact, she didn't know what she was shouting, she only felt comfort and pleasure, rushing every nerve in her...... Her whole body collapsed, she convulsed and spasmed, and then opened her small mouth and bit Chang Ning's shoulder......