The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 118

Seeing that it was not Han Zhu and there were outsiders in the room, Mr. King was a little displeased, but after all, he is the lord of a country, so he said with a blank expression: "Then you go out first."

The waiter was asked to go out, but she was not reconciled. She greedily looked at Mr. King's resolute side face, perfect lip shape, wheat-colored healthy skin, and his every move exuding nobleness. nice.

He's a very attractive man, even if he's not all that powerful.

Nowadays, there are many male celebrities who make little girls scream when they appear on the stage. In the past, the waiter also had a favorite male god, but now she knows that it is nothing!
A real male god should be like this. He is handsome to the extreme, and his gestures are not angry but majestic.

So at this moment, the waiter's legs suddenly became weak, and she couldn't help walking forward, whispering: "Mr. King, I, I am willing to do anything for you..."

When she said this, she was so blessed that she suddenly tore off her shirt.

She raised her face, showing her sexy breasts, and walked up to Mr. King: "Mr. King, although I am a few years older than Miss Han, I must be in better shape than her."

Poor Mr. King, he has lived to be 31 years old, and no woman has ever dared to treat him like this!
Many women don't even have the chance to walk up to him, let alone undress in front of him.

No one has the guts!
Mr. Wang frowned, and was about to call for bodyguards, but at this time, Han Zhu happened to come back from the outside.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw a woman who took off her upper body and made a pose for Mr. King.

And Mr. Wang was frowning, looking at the woman in front of him with disgust.

Seeing that Han Zhu came back suddenly, the waitress was startled, she was ashamed and helpless, she quickly put on her clothes, covered her face and ran away from the door.

The bodyguards noticed something was wrong, and hurried over, but happened to see Ms. Han and the king looking at each other, and a waiter ran away like a rabbit.

The bodyguard chased the waiter like an arrow from the string.

Mr. Wang said lightly: "There is no need to chase."

No need to pursue it means that he doesn't pursue this matter, but naturally, this waiter will never be able to work in this hotel again.

The bodyguards retreated tactfully, and the door was closed.

Han Zhu looked at Mr. Wang with a smile: "The beauty is not shallow."

Among other things, the boobs are indeed bigger than hers anyway.

Mr. Wang looked helpless: "Zhu Zhu, how dare you make fun of me."

Han Zhu went over to drink a cup of tea and said with a smile, "This waiter seems to have a good figure."

Mr. King snorted: "Yeah, it's not bad, it's said to be better than you." As he spoke, his somewhat ambiguous eyes swept across Han Zhu's chest intentionally or unintentionally.

Han Zhu smiled and said, "It's just a comparison with me now. My figure in my previous life was much better than hers!"

Didn't the previous Mr. King love him like something?

When Mr. Wang heard her bragging, he couldn't help but want to laugh. He leaned over and hugged her from behind: "Actually, there was a reason for your good figure in your previous life."

It was four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and Mr. Wang came back early and did not deal with state affairs, so he mingled with Han Zhu there.Recently, Han Zhu's health is much better than last time, and he feels that things between the beds are smoother, and he doesn't want to feel like torture at the beginning.

He suddenly choked up, and murmured hoarsely: "Zhu Zhu, come back to the Imperial Capital with me, okay...I want to see you every day, and love you so much every day..."

(End of this chapter)