The bedroom of the King Suite at Waldorf-Astoria Hotel is not very spacious, but the KING  SIZE bed is solid, the mattress is Kingkoil, so soft that it can be sank, the bedding is Pacific  Coast, filled with gooseberry and exquisite workmanship.

Standing at the door, looking at the exquisite Persian carpet embroidered with floral patterns, a light silk pleated bra was thrown casually. Although the bra was very thin, you could still see that the cup was above D. Two burgundy pointed shoes with only 7 cm stilettoes were lying irregularly in the corner beside the bed.

There were also exquisitely crafted silk panties hanging at the foot of the bed of the big bed, and a long burgundy evening dress covered with frosted sequins. The person who took off her must have been so impatient that he pulled off all the sequins on the hem of the skirt.

Looking further up, the white sheets on the bed had been wrinkled into waves. As the continuous vibrations came from the bed, the sheets were still shrinking up from time to time, bit by bit, as if there was an inexplicable force dragging it upwards.

The bed sheets made of Egyptian lint cotton are always so white and flawless under the careful dry cleaning and maintenance of the hotel logistics, but they are slightly inferior to the feet of the two women on the sheets.

Although it is the skin on the feet, it is smooth, delicate, flawless, and shiny.

The insteps are white and tender, the ankles are round and moist, and the five delicate jade toes between the thin toes are slightly frowned. The appropriately trimmed nails are painted with burgundy nail polish, which makes the feet look as white as snow, delicate and charming.

Her feet were bent, exposing the entire heel and the previous chapter to her. Due to proper maintenance, she wore high heels all year round, but did not leave any indecent traces of her jade feet, and every inch of her skin was so delicate.

At this time, the pair of jade feet seemed to be under some pressure. The soles of the feet were slightly sunken, connecting the surrounding skin to form folds. The ten toes bent inward and kept trembling, like dragonflies, sometimes high and sometimes low.

The vibration of the big bed, the pull of the sheets, and the trembling of the jade feet seem to have an inexplicable relationship, forming a regular linkage.

During this period, there was also the sound of men's breathing, and the woman's singing was sometimes low and sometimes loud.

Like a symphony, from the passionate sonata, to the long and melodious trilogy, to the active and lively ministeps, and then to the rondo that welcomes victory.

At the end of the song, all the instruments stopped, and the pair of jade feet drooped like lying silkworms, laying lazily on the wrinkled white sheets.

A faint red cloud appeared on the white and smooth heel, as if blood had just been injected, and life appeared flexibly.

Jiang Qiurong's face was also very red at this moment. Her white and transparent skin and the magnificent red color made her look shining and beautiful.

Looking at the beauty with fluffy fragrant bun under her, red lips like blood, and phoenix eyes full of spring, Ren Pingsheng asked with satisfaction:

"How about this champagne is still strong enough."

Jiang Qiurong glanced at him and said softly:

"This time, it's a cheaper price for you."

Her voice was not as cold and rational as usual.

A little lazy, a little powerless, and more emotional.

Their love lasted for more than an hour, and Jiang Qiurong was naturally extremely charming and beautiful, fully demonstrating the charm of a mature woman who had been hungry for a long time. Of course, Ren Pingsheng also used all his skills and energy from an old man. Both of them felt very tired after experiencing this refreshing exercise.

Ren Pingsheng reached out to the bedside table, picked up a box of Soft China, ordered one for himself, took a breath, then exhaled a smoke ring, and breathed a long sigh of relief. The desire that had accumulated for a long time during this period was finally vented at this moment, and it was extremely happy.

"Give me one too."

The woman in her arms spoke.

Ren Pingsheng naturally would not refuse. He took out one and did not hand it to her, but put it directly on his bright red lips.

Jiang Qiurong's pair of phoenix eyes were circulating, and she gave him a angrily glance, but she did not refuse. She gently opened the sandalwood mouth, bit the cigarette filter with her white teeth, and lit the cigarette in his hand.

She supported Ren Pingsheng's shoulder with her hands, sat up with some difficulty, pulled up the bed sheet and surrounded her naked body, leaned against his shoulders, and leaned against the head of the bed, and sniffled together.

Jiang Qiurong's smoking posture is very skillful and does not look like she rarely smokes. Ren Pingsheng looked at her and smiled:

"I thought women smoked that kind of women's cigarettes."

Jiang Qiurong used two white and greasy fingers like spring bamboo shoots to hold the cigarette, and in a very elegant movement, she spit out a slightly smaller smoke ring, her red lips opened and her eyes were blurred, full of feminine charm.

She leaned back her long and fair neck and said lightly:

"Why, I like to smoke men."

Jiang Qiurong's eyes and actions completely fascinated Ren Pingsheng. This woman's confident aura, coupled with her lazy expression after love, made him feel excited.

Ren Pingsheng reached out to hold the beauty's shoulders and looked at her with a smile:

"What else do you like?"

Jiang Qiurong gently spit out another layer of clouds from her mouth, and her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly and said:

"Many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many famous brand clothing..."

Ren Pingsheng smiled. He helped her get the cigarette butt that he had almost finished smoking and put it out in the ashtray with the one on his mouth.

"why are you laughing?"

Jiang Qiurong couldn't help but ask.

"What you like is similar to what I like, except..."

Ren Pingsheng shrugged.

"Except what?"

Jiang Qiurong became serious this time, and her phoenix eyes were staring at Ren Pingsheng, as if she wanted to find the answer in his eyes.

"In addition to these, I also like women, many women, haha."

Ren Pingsheng laughed in silence.

"screw you!"

Jiang Qiurong felt that she was being fooled, so she pinched his chest with her pointed nails.

Ren Pingsheng grabbed her smooth and slender hand, pulled her body closer to him, and said with a smile:

"I have a bold suggestion, do you want to listen?"

Jiang Qiurong raised her eyebrows and took a listening position.

The bed sheet on her body had already slid down, and her whole marble-like white upper body was exposed in front of her. Ren Pingsheng put his hand on the flat and fat belly, swimming upwards and talking casually.

"Since we are so similar, why don't we maintain a long-term cooperative relationship? What I can make, you can make, isn't it all good for everyone?"

Jiang Qiurong didn't care about his constantly rising hand, but just narrowed her phoenix eyes into a slit and stared quietly at the man in front of her, with her eyes shining brightly, as if she was considering the man's advice.

Ren Pingsheng had long seen that Jiang Qiurong was a very rational and realistic woman. She was not the kind of woman who would pass her life with satisfaction with having a lover, a family, and a child.

Love, marriage, and even sex, things that other women think are very important are far less important than career success, social reputation, and material life enjoyment.

He is not disgusted with Jiang Qiurong's ambitions and desires, nor is he unfamiliar with them.

Because Ren Pingsheng himself is such a person.

To put it another way, Jiang Qiurong is a female version of Ren Pingsheng.

People with equal ambitions will attract each other, which is the feeling he felt when he first met Jiang Qiurong.

He needs this woman, not only physically but also careerly.

Ren Pingsheng also knew very well that playing tricks like Jiang Qiurong would only make her sneer at it.

Only frank and direct, plans for material and success can hit her passionate ambitions under her cold shell.

Jiang Qiurong was also thinking about this mysterious man, since she met him, watching him climb up step by step, and others need to spend a lot of time and energy, but he stepped over it effortlessly. This power made her unable to figure it out, but it fascinated her.

The more curious she became, the more she wanted to get closer to him, and the more she wanted to understand the magic in him.

Tonight's one-night stand is just to relax her long-lasting body. In her understanding system, it is nothing or nothing.

Of course, not any random man can be the object of her one-night stand. If it weren't for the confidence, strength, decisive aura that Ren Pingsheng showed during this period of time, and his unconcealed desire to conquer.

As early as the invitation to champagne, Jiang Qiurong would turn around and leave without hesitation.

Of course, it turns out that this invitation was just the right time for her, and the man's performance also made her feel satisfied for a long time.

And the man's suggestion just now, would she agree to it?

At this time, Ren Pingsheng's hands had reached the top of the mountain, and he sighed at the pair of peaks that he could not fully grasp.

“This place is as big as I thought.”

Jiang Qiurong did not refuse the movements in his hand. She just grabbed him with her backhand. A strange light flashed in her eyes, and a playful smile spilled out of the corner of her mouth, and said in a tingling voice:

“It’s much bigger here than I thought.”

The two of them looked at each other, and they both saw the desires and ambitions in each other's eyes.

We all understand each other's meaning without saying anything.

Ren Pingsheng got the answer he wanted, further satisfying his ambitions. At this moment, his whole body seemed to be full of the power to fight and conquer.

At the same time, Jiang Qiurong also found that what she had in her hands was growing.

"So, let's celebrate, have a happy first collaboration."

Ren Pingsheng smiled badly, pulled away the remaining sheets on Jiang Qiurong's body, and turned over.

Jiang Qiurong was not willing to be outdone. Her two straight and powerful long legs clamped the man's waist, put their hands around his neck, and flipped them hard, and instead sat on Ren Pingsheng.

In a very elegant posture, she reached behind her head to untie her hair. Her big dark brown wavy curly hair was dissipated like a cloud. She swung Zhen's head back, and the dark clouds and white clouds trembled together, making Ren Pingsheng dazzled.

Jiang Qiurong's eyes shone in her phoenix's eyes, and she bit her lower lip and said:

"This time, it's my turn to make the decision."
Chapter completed!