[Comprehensive] The male gods are reborn

Maeda Ikuko stood in front of the sink, wiping her freshly wet hands with a paper towel.

"Looking at Master Akashi's reaction, is the Akashi Consortium going to marry the Mochizuki Group?"

"No way? As far as the status of the Mochizuki Group is concerned, the current head of the Akashi family will not agree?"

"It's not good to say."

The first lady who spoke looked around subconsciously, then lowered her voice and said, "I heard that Miss Mochizuki seemed to have a marriage contract with the young master of the Atobe Foundation before."

"Really? It seems that Miss Mochizuki really has some tricks."

Looking up at the mirror in front of her, who was wearing dark blue double ponytails, her makeup was exquisite and she was looking at herself expressionlessly, a shadow of watching a show fell in Maeda Ikuko's eyes, she turned around and walked out of the bathroom .

There were clear footsteps coming out of the bathroom, and the two people who were standing outside the bathroom and gossiping seemed to be taken aback, and looked at each other in embarrassment.

"Atobe-senpai will be retiring soon."

Yuzi at the front desk paused, sneered with downcast eyes, and continued walking towards the hotel lobby without looking back.

She continued to sit back at her original seat and ordered a glass of whiskey, shaking the goblet in her hand, and she took a sip quite casually.

"Miss, may I invite you to dance with me?"

A young gentleman with bright gray short hair in a dark blue tailored suit stretched out his hand, and said in a gentle voice.

"No."

Almost without even raising her head, Maeda Ikuko's eyes reflected the caramel-colored liquor in the glass, and she refused in a flat tone.

"Om~"

The mobile phone that was originally in the bag vibrated suddenly, Maeda Ikuko lowered his head, looked at the photo sent by someone in the mailbox of the mobile phone, and the corner of his mouth could not help but twitch a mocking arc.

Consciousness was a little hazy, Mochizuki Huali raised her eyes unconsciously, and felt that her eyes seemed to be covered by a thin layer of white mist, and everything seemed hazy.

"Pear."

The young man's cold and jade-like voice rang in his ears, and Akashi Seijuro wrapped his right arm around the girl's waist intimately, looking at the girl in his arms who subconsciously raised her small face, his rose red eyes couldn't bear it. live a little deeper.

The number of floors on the elevator door jumped rapidly, and the atmosphere in the narrow and enclosed space of the elevator suddenly became ambiguous.

The warm fingertips pressed against Mochizuki Huali's beautiful cheeks and caressed carefully, Akashi Seijuro's throat tightened slightly, after all, he couldn't help but raise the girl's chin, and his light-colored thin lips faced the girl directly The delicate red lips were strongly covered.

Her lips were tenderly held, Mochizuki Huali blinked her green eyes as if soaked in water, subconsciously trying to push away the red-haired boy in front of her, but her whole body was limp as if she was stepping on cotton. All I could do was grab the shirt in front of Akashi Seijuro's chest softly.

"Zheng... um..."

The original gentle voice seemed delicate and soft, as if soaked in a honey pot, Mochizuki Huali's lips were only slightly opened, and the red-haired boy quickly put the tip of his tongue along the girl's slightly parted lips. Drilled in forcefully.

The wet eyelashes trembled slightly, and his whole breath seemed to be robbed by another hot breath. Akashi Seijuro hooked Mochizuki Huali's soft tongue and sucked and kissed it, unscrupulously in the girl's sweetness. Scratching and licking in the delicious little mouth.

"Ding."

The elevator soon arrived at the VIP top floor of the hotel. The waiter waiting at the elevator door looked at the elevator door gradually opening in front of him, and immediately bowed dutifully and said, "Hello."

Not daring to look up at the distinguished guest in front of him at all, the waiter turned half sideways and turned his right hand towards the direction of the presidential suite that had been arranged earlier, with a perfect professional smile on his face all the time, bending over and leading the way respectfully, " This way, please."

Akashi Seijuro lowered his head, his thin lips gently kissed the hair on Mochizuki Huali's forehead, almost half-embracing the delicate and soft girl in his arms and leading him to the room.