Chapter 29

Golden Years are dance halls for middle-aged people, so there is no modern decoration. After entering the door, there is an oversized circular dance floor. In the middle of the dance floor is a crystal light column that can only be surrounded by three people. Inside the column is a small water spray design, the lights are vaguely exposed from the water curtain. The big dance floor is surrounded by two seats, and behind the two seats are a luxurious private room with decoration.

If it weren't for the phone confirmation that it was a trial business, Zhou Ying wouldn't have dared to book such a high-end private room

Seeing Zhao Qiang and the other four coming in, Zhou Ying immediately stood up and smiled: Team Zhao is late, sit down quickly...

Zhang Hai squeezed out a smile and stood up and greeted: Captain Zhao, hello, please, please

Turning his head and glaring at Jay Chou who was still sitting still: You're rude, sit in it quickly

Jay Chou did not listen to his uncle and pointed at Zhao Jun and said: Damn, if you don’t go to class today, you will go out to corrupt.

Zhao Junli smiled unnaturally: If you feel uncomfortable, you skip classes. You won’t live in school today?

Looking at Zhao Qiang meaningfully: Uncle, my roommate, I mentioned it to you just now

Zhao Qiang was also stunned and laughed: It turned out to be you... Xiaojie, we have met, my nephew is still your roommate, haha, it's such a coincidence, even if you are my own people, everyone sits there, these two guys like dancing, so they come with me, Xiaoying doesn't mind

Zhao Qiang pointed to the other two people, looking up and down at the charming Zhou Ying, but did not look at Zhang Hai standing aside.

Zhang Hai rubbed his hands awkwardly, not knowing how to answer the conversation. Zhou Jie couldn't bear it and stood up to greet Zhao Jun: Zhao Jun, come here and sit with my uncle.

Yes, yes, Xiaojun, I've always heard Xiaojie talk about you, come here to sit down

Zhang Hai took the opportunity to go down the steps. Zhao Jun let his uncle and the other two into the sofa inside and sat down next to Zhou Jie. Zhang Hai sat in the outermost position, next to the door of the private room.

Zhou Ying ordered a medium-sized private room. On both sides of the long black marble tea table were one-piece sofas for three people. As soon as everyone sat down, Zhou Ying became no seat. At this time, one of the two Zhao Qiang friends, one of the two men in camouflage uniforms, stood up and smiled: Why doesn’t the boss’s wife have no seat? I just happened to call home and sit here.

Walking outside with his body sideways, Zhao Qiang and the rest moved inside, freed up the outside position, Zhou Ying hesitated for a moment, and still made up her mind to stroke the hem of the skirt, and sat down next to Zhao Qiang in the middle.

Xiaojie, why didn’t that beautiful girlfriend come out?

Zhao Qiangyi joked with some slight brilliance

Jay Chou didn't dare to look at Zhao Jun sitting beside him and stuttered: Hehe, no, not a girlfriend, just a classmate, ordinary classmate

You have to work harder. Such a beautiful girl is easily pried away by someone, hahahaha

Looking at the embarrassing Zhou Jie, Zhao Qiang breathed out. He was still resentful of the good things that Zhou Jie disturbed him that day.

Seeing Zhou Jie's discomfort, Zhang Hai was happy for no reason. He was also unhappy with Zhou Jie's disrespect for him. Zhou Ying hurriedly took over the conversation and joked: My Xiaojie is just a thin-skinned, don't make fun of him, let's have something...

Zhao Qiang pretended to look at the private room decorations around and winked the people around him. The man cut his head flat and immediately smiled and said to Zhang Hai: I heard that Boss Zhang has a good alcohol tolerance. How many of our brothers can drink today? We also took a taxi to come here specially.

Originally, Zhao Qiang and his side ignored Zhang Hai, which made Zhang Hai very depressed. At this time, someone suddenly showed goodwill. Zhang Hai was a little frightened and nodded in a flattering tone and said: Alas, I drink randomly, where did you get the alcohol tolerance? But you are the buddy of Team Zhao and my friend, so let’s drink less?

Zhou Ying who stretched out his hand to interrupt his mouth and said: It's rare to get together with Team Zhao, so I have to drink a few drinks. Last time I felt uncomfortable and didn't go, I made up this time

Refreshing, Boss Zhang is really good guy

Zhao Qiang then looked at Zhang Hai, smiled and pointed at Zhang Hai with his finger.

After being praised by Zhao Qiang, Zhang Hai was even more impatient and recruited the waiter to call for liquor and beer.

Zhou Ying glared at Zhang Hai anxiously, but Zhang Hai was unmoved. She looked at Zhou Jie and found that Zhou Jie seemed to be a little unconscious. Captain Zhao's nephew Zhao Jun was playing with his cell phone, as if everything had nothing to do with him. Zhou Ying wanted to stretch out his legs to kick Zhang Hai, but found that there was a cube-shaped big foot under the marble table, which separated the people on both sides of the table.

Zhao Qiang's body was very strong. When he sat on the sofa, the entire cushion was sunk. When Zhou Ying sat down, her plump thighs wrapped in smooth black stockings were pressed against Zhao Qiang's thighs. Zhou Ying moved several times and slid over. She had to give up and secretly looked at Zhao Qiang. Seeing him sitting on a big golden knife, she couldn't feel the contact with him at all, so she felt relieved.

After a big fight with Zhang Hai that day, when he went home and changed his clothes in the bathroom, Zhou Ying found that his underwear was soaked. She hurriedly checked her vagina and confirmed that no one had touched her body. Zhou Ying thought it was a drunken body reaction, and that night, she actually had a dream of being in love with Zhao Qiang, which made Zhou Ying blush now and see Zhao Qiang blushing and red ears

At this time, Zhao Qiang suddenly spread his legs a little, leaning his calves on Zhou Ying's calves. Zhou Ying clamped his calves and swung them to one side to avoid Zhao Qiang's calves. However, this position made his thighs press against Zhao Qiang a little more. Zhou Ying wanted to move them away, and felt that the movement was too conspicuous, so he could only pretend not to care and join the chat of several people.

Of course, Zhao Qiang is not as normal as it seems. Since entering the box, Zhao Qiang was attracted by Zhou Ying's sexy outfit today. Zhou Ying smiled cleverly and opened and closed the wet lips when she spoke, which made Zhao Qian always remember the scene of the dirty cock entering and leaving it.

After sitting down, Zhou Ying's skirt was shrunk, and her long legs in black stockings were put together, emitting the unique charm of a mature woman. Her legs were closed together and slightly opened, a gray shadow formed under the skirt. She just moved her legs, making people feel that there was a mysterious scenery in that shadow. Zhao Qiang's Adam's apple rose and fell several times.

When looking at the decorations of the private room, the corners of his eyes swept across the wife around him from time to time. His waist was tied into an exaggerated S-shaped shape by the belt of the skirt, but not as slender as those weak women, but representing healthy vitality. His eyes were moved behind him, and his round hip lines were tightly tight. The tight skirt seemed to reflect the crotch of a mature woman.

Zhao Qiang dared not look at Zhou Ying's breasts, the plump breasts he had played with were hidden in Zhao Qiang's invisible thin silk bra, and put the upper skirt high, with a shocking charm. If Zhao Qiang looked at it a few more times, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but rape Zhou Ying in front of these people.

Zhao Qiang endured the swelling and pain under his crotch, and used the topic and tone to change his sitting posture back and forth, using his thighs to feel his wife's elastic thighs and part of his buttocks.

The waitress put all the snacks and wine on it, and then asked with a smile: Do you need someone to dance?

Zhang Hai turned his head and looked outside, and found that the man in the camouflage uniform who had just gone out to make the phone call was hugging a woman and shaking on the dance floor. Looking at the woman's clothes, it should be a dancer who specializes in dancing with guests in the dance hall: Otherwise, find someone to accompany Team Zhao and you brother to dance how many songs?

I haven’t drunk enough with you yet? Why, you can’t drink enough, brother?

Xiao Pingtou blew on the white wine: I want to continue listening to your deeds in the state-owned factory...

Zhang Hai was happy as soon as he heard this, and began to hype how he innovated products and how he was paid attention to by his leaders. Xiao Pingtou interrupted and praised him from time to time, and the atmosphere in the private room became warm.

Zhao Qiang slowly sipped with beer, looking at Zhou Jie opposite him, laughing in his heart. It turned out that bringing two people over here was to stabilize Zhou Ying's husband. Unexpectedly, seeing Zhou Jie was also there, almost cursing in his heart. Unexpectedly, when he saw Zhao Jun, Zhou Jie was obviously uncomfortable, so Zhao Qiang mentioned the girl specifically, and indeed, Zhou Jie was even more disobedient.

Although Zhou Jie didn't think he was sorry to Zhao Jun, he was still a little guilty. I wonder if Zhao Qiang had described Du Yuner's appearance to Zhao Jun. Zhou Jie was helpless and took out his mobile phone and chose a game to play. However, his mind was confused and he chatted with Zhao Jun casually.

Seeing that everyone here didn't notice him. When he put the can back on the table, he deliberately touched the phone under the table, bent down to pick it up, leaning his hand against Zhou Ying's smooth stockings to explore the phone. The wife's calves trembled slightly, but she didn't avoid it. Zhao Qiang smiled with his tilted mouth and continued to lean his hand against the wife's calves and ankles and felt the smooth touch.

It took a while for Zhao Qiang to pretend to get his phone and press the screen to light up the phone. Under the faint firework, Zhou Ying's jade legs were slender and slender, particularly attractive, and itchy for a moment.

Zhao Qiang threw down his phone again and stretched out his hand. He gently touched the beautiful calf. Then he picked up the phone on the floor, sat up straight as if nothing had happened, put the phone back on the desktop, looked at Zhou Ying with a squint eyes, and saw her pretty face flushed and her eyebrows slightly frowned. Her anger and anger made Zhao Qiang's desire rise.

Zhou Ying was shy and annoyed, but worried that her husband would find out, so she had to blush and hide quietly. She thought that Zhao Qiang's actions just now were unintentional, and she also blamed herself for dressing too sexy. Does Team Zhao think she was seducing him? Thinking of this, Zhou Ying's face became even hotter, and she was panicking and drinking green tea desperately.

Zhao Qiang felt that he should go further, so he lay down behind him, spread his arms, and placed his arms on the backrest of the three-seater sofa. When someone didn't pay attention, his left hand slid down and placed behind Zhou Ying, and gently supported Zhou Ying's round and tender buttocks.

Zhou Ying's heart pounded wildly, her brain suddenly turned blank, her whole body was stiff, and she was a little confused and at a loss. Zhao Qiang was just touching and touching it lightly and concealedly, but seeing that Zhou Ying beside her did not speak silently and did not act abnormally, as if she had already agreed to this behavior, Zhao Qiang became more courageous and his hands were squeezing freely.

Zhou Ying's figure is really graceful, not to mention the charming curves, beautiful figure, and the plump buttocks that are trembling in her hands are already fascinating. Zhao Qiang feels that his nose bleeding is about to spurt out, and he almost screams with pleasure.

After the blank in his head, Zhou Ying finally realized, but in these deadly few minutes, Zhao Qiang had surrounded him from behind to control Zhou Ying's sensitive and sexy buttocks. Although only part of it fell into the wolf's palm, Zhou Ying was also embarrassed and angry.

Avoiding the eyes of the people inside, Zhou Ying put his left hand underneath, pressed Zhao Qiang's hand and prevented him from touching him randomly. He found that he could not control it, so he could only pull Zhao Qiang's finger and stared at Zhao Qiang. His gorgeous cheeks were slightly hot and red. Zhao Qiang's heart was rippling, and he nodded with a wicked smile.

Zhou Ying thought Zhao Qiang had ended his funny behavior, so she let go of her hand. Zhao Qiang shrank but slid on Zhou Ying's back and continued to swim. Zhou Ying didn't dare to stop her hand from behind to stop her.

After all, the posture of not starting is too weird, which can easily attract the attention of my husband and others. I can only tighten my body to resist Zhao Qiang's harassment, but thin beads of sweat seeped out from my nose, and there are some itch marks in the mysterious pussy in the middle of my thighs. The long-empty sexy body actually reacted.

Zhao Qiang blatantly molested his wife and husband in front of his wife and husband, and soon became tired of this kind of touch that could only be separated from his clothes. He sat upright and put his hands in front of him. Zhou Ying also relaxed. Zhao Qiang suddenly pointed at the man in the dancing camouflage uniform and said: Not bad, Ah, it's really good

Everyone saw outside and agreed

Zhou Ying was like an electric shock, her delicate body trembled. Just now, Zhao Qiang raised his elbow and pressed against her towering chest. In an instant, a numb and numb feeling made her heart pound through her nipples. Zhou Ying understood what Zhao Qiang said, stretched out her hand to stroke her chest, and her face was flushed with shame.

Zhao Qiang laughed loudly, as if he thought the joke Xiao Pingtou had just told was very funny. Zhou Ying was attacked by Zhao Qiang again and again, and the seductive body fragrance was emitted. Zhao Qiang only felt that the wife around him emitted a stream of faint fragrance into his nose, which made people intoxicated.

Turning back, Zhou Ying's face was red, and the spring waves suddenly rose in her eyes, with a seductive and charming spirit. She had an unspeakable charm, and there was no intention of loud scolding or resistance. Her mind became hot. When she lowered her arms, her palm pressed directly on Zhou Ying's thighs, rubbing gently, and refused to leave.

ah!

Zhou Ying screamed with trembling all over, which made everyone look over and explain in a panic: I remember that I haven’t given Team Zhao’s wine to this day.

I regret it as soon as I say it

Zhang Hai was a little relieved at this time, and he didn't feel why his wife, who could not drink at all, wanted to toast. Jay Chou looked at his sister-in-law with a blushing face and said: Sister-in-law, you don't know how to drink, I'll toast this glass.

What do you know, kid?

Zhang Hai waved his hand: I have just given Team Zhao, and Xiaoying should also give him a drink, but Team Zhao, I'm sorry, Xiaoying doesn't know how to drink, she just wants to...

Boss Zhang is really considerate. He just gives a glass of wine. I don’t think the boss’s wife will refuse.

Xiao Ping's head leaned over and poured out the green tea from Zhou Ying's tea cup. Just as he was about to fill the white wine, Zhou Jie reached out and stopped him.

My child is ignorant, only knows that my sister-in-law doesn't drink white wine

Jay Chou stared at Xiao Ping's head

Seeing Zhao Qiang frowned, Zhou Ying could only smooth things over and said: Team Zhao, I really can't drink white wine, it's better, I'll drink beer

As he said that, he poured a glass of beer

Fortunately, the tea cup was not big, Zhou Ying held the cup, Zhao Qiang pretended to be reluctant to make it difficult to catch the glass and drank it in one sip. Zhou Ying pressed the smell of bitter beer and also toasted. Everyone saw Zhou Ying's pretty face flushed and thought it was because of the light alcohol content, so they made fun of it.

When Zhou Jie sat back, Zhao Jun patted him on the back and said: What are you doing with these adult affairs?

I don't think that little flat head is a good thing

Jay Chou said softly, taking care of Zhao Jun's face, he didn't tell you that your uncle is not a good thing.

Our defender is a shortcoming in the football match next semester. Who would you like to think about it better?

Zhao Jun was more excited when he thought of the football match next semester and muttered with Jay Chou.

Zhou Ying's attention was attracted by the hands on her thighs. She clearly felt the rough and hot hand, which was kneading her tender legs wantonly. Zhao Qiang's powerful five fingers had completely fallen into the tender flesh, squeezing lightly or heavily, as if savoring the smooth flesh and elasticity of her thighs.

Zhou Ying's breathing became a little cramped, and her heart was in a mess. She didn't understand how the Zhao team, who was ordinary and kind, became so shameless and obscene: Tian Ah, how could he do this to me? How could he do such a thing to me in front of my husband? I want to stop him, otherwise he would think that I agreed to him treat me like this. He must pull his hand away and not let Zhang Hai and Zhou Jie notice it, otherwise Xiao Jie would be angry.

Zhao Qiang stroked his wife's plump thighs. Although Zhou Ying's hand was pressed tightly, he was very proud, and he noticed that Zhou Ying was more afraid of being discovered by his family at this time than he did.

After realizing it, Zhao Qiang would move his hand one inch up every time he raised his glass and talked to Zhang Hai. After a few times, his fingers touched the edge of the black stockings, and his thumb touched the smooth and delicate, elastic legs at the base of the thighs under the stockings.

Zhao Qiang patiently continued to launch hidden attacks again and again, and his stockings slowly retreated to his knees. His entire seductive thigh became the territory occupied by Zhao Qiang's palms. He casually kneaded and caressed them.

Zhou Ying was about to collapse. She had never encountered such a situation before. She was secretly invaded by someone she respected in front of the most important family. Zhou Ying could feel the itching in her vagina getting worse and worse, and the honey juice had filled her vagina.

She clamped her thighs and honey pussy, hoping to close the mouth of the pussy so that the honey juice would not flow out. She comforted herself and thought: Just let him take advantage of it, just repay him, just don't let him touch it anymore

Zhou Ying found that a strong desire hidden deep in her heart was discovered by Zhao Qiang's light or heavy technique. Her whole body became weak, and her hands pressed on the edge of the table were also trembling.

Zhao Qiang controlled the rhythm, Zhang Da straightened his palm, rushed between his legs, and was tightly clamped at the edge of the base of his thighs, squirming gently, seeing the opportunity to touch the mons pubis of the beautiful woman's wife with her little finger...

Hey, why is it so wet and hot...

Zhao Qiang was surprised to find that Zhou Ying had already been stimulated by her vulgar techniques. After all, she was a healthy and mature body. She was so teased and caressed by a man, so she still responded honestly.

Zhao Qiang's hands were trembling excitedly, and even shamelessly used his strength to speed up the friction of his wife's silk underwear. He felt that the area of ​​wet marks on the underwear gradually became larger.

Zhou Ying suddenly let go of her tightly pressed hand. Zhao Qiang looked at Zhou Ying strangely, and then he realized that his wife was looking at him with tears in her eyes. There was a sense of determination in her eyes.

Zhao Qiang felt tight and knew that he had just stepped on the bottom line in his wife's heart. Considering that he had fished a big fish with a long line, Zhao Qiang took his hand back and said in a voice that only two people heard: Girl, I'm sorry, I offended you if you drink too much... Otherwise, you can accompany me out for a few dances, and today I'll have fun, how about it?

Looking at Zhou Ying who had calmed down, Zhao Qiang felt much more relieved, but seeing her hesitant, she said again: My friend took my license, and the girl came to my office to get it tomorrow, and she was about to sign...

Zhou Ying originally wanted to scold her, but Zhao Qiang stopped the army. Just as she was about to refuse the request for dancing, Zhao Qiang's request that was not a threat but was more threatening than a threat made Zhou Ying feel embarrassed. She vaguely felt that Zhao Qiang was not as careless as he was on the surface, and she didn't want to have a simple drink to bring people to the meeting today. However, thinking about the difficulties at home, Zhou Ying really didn't want to mess up the matter.

Seeing Zhou Ying’s embarrassment, Zhao Qiang knew that he had to add more trouble, so he gave Xiao Pingtou a wink. Xiao Pingtou understood it and offered to him: Don’t Brother Zhao like dancing very much? Ask the boss lady to dance with you?

Yes, yes, my Xiaoying has learned dance seriously before...

Zhang Hai made some wine and asked Xiaoying to accompany Team Zhao to dance a few songs. How could one song be enough?

Zhou Ying was so angry that she couldn't speak. She was still thinking about how to refuse. Zhang Hai turned around and pushed his wife out. She pulled the stockings she took off under the table and sorted them out. She stood up and walked out with a cold face.

This woman...

Zhang Hai glared at him and started scolding, Xiao Pingtou immediately comforted him

Zhao Qiang smiled, looked at Zhang Hai contemptuously, then glanced at Zhou Jie, who was talking to Zhao Jun, and got up and followed him out.