Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

Qin Shou and Qin Cao stood downstairs, making endless jokes with a group of playmates from all over the capital.

"Qin Shou, Qin Cao, do you have a girlfriend? Do you want me to introduce you?"

Qin Shou laughed secretly, this buddy will definitely suffer later, Qin Cao's face is not usually ugly.

Qin Shou also sat around the table with them: "Okay, I'm on the order, please introduce me if you have a good one."

"The daughter of the Qiu family has a good figure. Look, Qin Shou, do you like her? Do you want me to match you up?" Someone pointed at the girls who were gathered not far away, and nodded.

Qin Shou glanced over indifferently.

She has an abrupt figure, is tall and fair, and looks really good. The woman seems to have noticed that someone is looking at her, and she raised her glass to them in a graceful manner. The atmosphere... seems to be qualified in all aspects.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Suddenly, he felt a tight pain in his shoulder.

Qin Cao clasped his shoulders, rubbing his brows helplessly: "Qin Shou, what the hell are you..."

"That woman has a decent figure. How about I call her over and see if you can be my sister-in-law." As soon as Qin Shou finished speaking, Qin Cao took his hand. Qin Shou suppressed a smile and shouted: " Brother, where are you taking me?"

Qin Cao forbade him to take him into the elevator, and the elevator door closed with a ding.

"Where are you going... um..." Before Qin Shou finished speaking, a pair of white-gloved hands suddenly wrapped around his not-so-slender waist, and a dangerous kiss rushed towards his face.

Qin Shou pushed him away violently. "This is a public place, and you don't pay attention to it."

Qin Cao looked at him with a dry smile.

There was a sinister warning in those eyes, but Qin Shou couldn't help swallowing, and subconsciously moved his hands down.

"Qin Shou...what do you want me to do with you?" Qin Cao was wearing a solemn black tuxedo.

"How about cold salad?" Qin Shou took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number: "Xiao Mianmian, turn off the surveillance in the elevator."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a ding, and the elevator door opened.

Qin Shou knew that his brother had been cornered by him, so he smiled awkwardly: "Brother, there is surveillance in the corridor, we are in the elevator..."

Qin Cao's long and narrow eyelids were tightly locked on Qin Shou whose lips were opening and closing. Suddenly he bent down and threw Qin Shou on his shoulder: "I don't care."

"Hold!"

Qin Shou's drooping face suddenly flushed red because of congestion or anger, "I tell you that there is surveillance, don't treat me like a woman, I'm a man, let me down quickly! Fuck! Give me some face!"

Qin Cao ignored his words at all, opened the guest room and threw him in, and quickly pulled off his clothes.