Throwing Down Honey Peach: The President's Favorite

"Why don't we play something new?" William Feng raised his eyebrows looking at her plump chest, an evil light flashed imperceptibly from the corner of his eyes, which seemed to be bloody. /top/ Novel Rankings

The woman pursed her lips and smiled, "What do you want to play?"

William Feng squinted at the woman's seductive expression, curled his lips into a smile, and glanced at the red wine on the table beside him, implying that he would bring it to him.

The woman walked over knowingly, and brought a glass of red wine to William Feng who was sitting on the sofa.

William Feng took it, and shook the red wine in his hand. The bright red liquid oscillated with the vibration, and strings of water droplets hung on the transparent glass, reflecting the warm yellow orange light in the room, like extremely stained with evil

red gemstones.

William Feng smiled evilly, and suddenly raised the wine glass and poured it slowly in front of his eyes. The red wine flowed vertically along the rim of the glass onto his leather shoes, staining ferocious wine-red flowers.

A cold voice faintly said from his mouth, "Lick!" He looked up at the woman standing in front of him, his eyes sank, and his eyes instantly became sharp and cruel.

The woman thought she had heard it wrong, and looked at William Feng suspiciously and in shock, stunned for a long time.

Weren't they all fine just now?At this moment, why did he suddenly become a different person.

"What did you just say?" The woman asked in disbelief, seeing William Feng's hell-like expression, the woman's voice trembled unconsciously.

"Get down on the ground and lick the red wine off my shoes." William Feng pursed his lips, looking at this woman amusedly like a monkey in a zoo, and smiled evilly and coldly.

These women always try their best to get close to him in order to obtain their favorite power and wealth through sexual transactions, and he has issued restraining orders over and over again, but it is still difficult for them to take advantage of their loopholes.

This time, he must have bribed the hotel staff or something, otherwise this woman would have been lying in his room when he came back.

"I... I don't want it, okay? This is so embarrassing..." The woman twisted her body and said coquettishly. She thought that William Feng would feel sorry for her like this, but she didn't get the result she expected.

It attracted William Feng's more cold-blooded actions.

William Feng reached out and pulled the woman's hair, pressed her head to the ground, and said impatiently, "Dare to disobey my order? Heh... do you want to try?" His cold tone was bloodthirsty. breath, the other hand

He had already reached into his waist and pulled out a delicate black pistol, which he aimed at the woman's head.

The woman froze in fright, her eyes widened instantly, as if struck by lightning, she knelt there motionless and her whole body began to tremble.

She crawled on the ground obediently, because her hair was in pain from being pulled, so she could only move her head with William Feng's strength, and she kept moaning in pain, "It hurts, it hurts..."

Looking at the red wine poured on William Maple's leather shoes, she felt her nose sour, and a painful pain suddenly surged in her heart.

She raised her head and looked at William Feng again, with tears rolling in her eyes, she said weakly, "Can I not lick it?" The woman bit her lip bitterly, almost crying.

But William Feng didn't appreciate it, and the hand that was pulling her hair tightened again, and the woman who was in pain immediately burst into tears, and the woman cried out in pain, "Don't! Don't! I'll lick, I'll lick..."