Chapter 589 Unexpectedly stripping off the bird

"Of course!" The playboy replied firmly in a certain and affirmative tone, "Dear Sophie, do I look like the kind of guy who likes to lie? I remember that I have never lied to you."

"Okay, I believe you!" Sophie Marceau really couldn't find the evidence that the playboy had lied to her. Even if he was tired of filming before, he promised to protect her without any discount. However, she still didn't seem to let him in, but she still smiled. "However, how can I bother you with such a thing as massage, BOS S, I think I'll go to the hotel to find a professional masseuse later.

"It seems that you still don't believe me." Playboy also smiled, "Thai massage is really good, but if you want to get up refreshed tomorrow morning," he shrugged his shoulders and said confidently, "I think I'm the best choice."

Sophie Marceau giggled, suddenly kicked him again, and then curled her lips and pointed to him, "Well, you said massage, but you don't seem to bring anything. Don't you need anything for your massage?"

"So you're talking about this!" The playboy suddenly realized and patted his forehead, "What a coincidence, my massage really only needs one pair of hands. That's why I said I'm the best masseuse. They also need to catch some essential oils to relax your body and promote blood circulation, but I only need one pair of hands."

Seeing Sophie Marceau rolling her eyes, the girl was probably wary of him from the moment she opened the door. The playboy shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "Well, it seems that I have to show you first."

She stretched out her hand and put her hand on Sophie Marceau's shoulder. The beauty did not move. She let him see how he ended. The playboy smiled, and the ten fingers pressed her gently on her shoulder like playing the piano. In an instant, Sophie Marceau felt that her body relaxed. It's lazy, very, very comfortable, as if the whole person is transparent.

But at this time, the playboy let go of his hand, shrugged his shoulders, and was very complatonous. "Honey, this should not seem to be fake. I think you should have never felt my level from any professional masseuse." The word "professional" in the playboy's mouth was very heavy, and his tone was full of disdain, as if he was mocking the beauty.

This guy actually let it go with one click. Really, it's so insincere. Sophie Marceau kicked him rudely again and scolded, "What are you proud of!" Thinking that it was really too comfortable just now, and since he was really so powerful, it was true to give her a massage. Naturally, his purpose was very simple, not what she thought.

Thinking of this, she let go of her mind. She didn't have a bad feeling for the playboy, so she asked again and again, "Are you really just here to give me a massage?"

The playboy nodded with certainty and looked helpless. Sophie Marceau didn't wait for him to speak, so he took over first, "Well, I believe you this time, but I'll say a condition first. After you agree, I'll let you in, otherwise..." humming, "I'm too lazy to ask for your massage. "

She was stubborn at this time, but she was sure that the playboy could not give up. She didn't even wait for the playboy to respond, and directly put up a slender index finger. "There is only one condition, that is, after entering the door, you can only give me a massage, absolutely, absolutely not. Bullying me, do you understand? Come in as soon as you agree. I believe your promise to women..."

"What does it mean to bully you? How dare I bully you? It's too late to love you?" The playboy began to pretend to be confused. Sophie Marceau glanced at him white and twisted the meat on his arm to circle. "You know what I'm talking about. If you don't agree, I'll fix you first and then let you get out of here. Who told you to evoke my thoughts first..."

This girl is cruel. In fact, she doesn't want him to go, but she must be a playboy to give up his martial arts. That is, she decided to take advantage of it. She took his hand and gave him a charming autumn wave, saying something that made the playboy's heart beat, "You also know that you are very attractive. I can't seem to resist, etc. When I got to the room, if you bully me, I would definitely not be able to run away, so I kept blocking the door like this..."

"But I know you are a guy who keeps his promises to women." Sophie Maso seemed to be afraid that the playboy would slip away, but she kept shackling him again. "So as long as you agree, I will believe it. At that time, if you repent, it doesn't matter if I will bully you, but I also see clearly that you are no different from other stinky men, then I can ignore you in the future."

Her so-called mind and body ideas are almost the same as that of Catherine Zeta Jones. It seems to be a gambling playboy. Do you want a heart or a body? If you want a heart, you have to wait slowly. The opportunity should be great. If you want a body, you can do it almost anytime, but, I'm sorry, that There will be no heart-to-heart talk in the future.

The playboy was happy. "But, dear Sophie, if you take the initiative," he also used the trick to deal with Catherine Zeta Jones. "If you take the initiative to bully me and blame me in the end, I'm not at a loss."

Sophie Marceau gave him a big white eye. She really felt that she was moved. At first, she didn't feel that her heart was dead. Just now, she had a bold idea to pull him into the room, but she snorted, "No matter what, you can't do it. Don't tell me, you can't fight. Beat me."

Fortunately, the playboy really didn't come to bully Sophie Marceau. At least he didn't have that kind of mind at the beginning. He just wanted to chat with a beautiful woman and take advantage of it by the way. That's also a very beautiful thing - when facing women, he doesn't have to think about hilarious things every moment, although he doesn't seem to have been with women for a long time. Hi, Pi.

shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, you won, you little goblin." The playboy reached out and pinched Sophie Marceau's smooth face, and suddenly picked her up. In her scream, he closed the door and rushed to the room quickly. Both of them fell on the comfortable big ** and pressed her body. Hey hey, I found that I couldn't control it at all. I think I'd better bully you first. It's good to win your heart."

The two looked at each other like that time in the bathroom. It seemed that there would be a fire at any time. Sophie Marceau had even taken the initiative to put her hand on his neck, but the next moment, she giggled, "Come on, honey, I'm yours now."

The playboy rolled his eyes helplessly. The little goblin was really powerful. She really let go. No matter what the playboy did, she could only enjoy the following process casually, but the playboy couldn't do it. He was a man, and he agreed to that condition.

Sit up, pull the girl up and sit in her arms, and pinch her delicate nose affectionately. "Honey, you win again. I hope you can keep winning. Otherwise, once you lose, you will be doomed."

"This is a reward for you." Sophie Marceau smiled and kissed him with a proud face. "Honey, from the time you promised me, I won't lose." She stared at him for a while, and her eyes flashed. She just didn't know what she was thinking, so she suddenly said, "You're so charming. The more you look at it, the more charming you are. That kind of..." giggled again, and even kissed him again, "Honey, can we start?"

"Of course, honey, anytime!" This girl is really as changeable as rumored. She is not as beautiful as her appearance. However, the playboy is also an extraordinary figure. With a charming smile, she also intends to kiss her back. Anyway, this is not a category of bullying.

However, Sophie Marceau giggled and sealed his mouth with his slender palms. Then he stood up and gave him a wink. "Honey, wait a minute," and then he jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom quickly.

The playboy didn't know what she had done. He took the opportunity to fall into **. There was a faint body fragrance of the beauty on it. It smelled very good and was intoxicated. It was still comfortable to stay with the beauty. It was much better than going to the nightclub with Duvrange and others for fun. Maybe he would meet a personal demon or something.

Thinking of the shemale, the playboy couldn't help but tilt up the corners of his mouth with a trace of evil smile. At this time, Sophie Marceau just came out of the bathroom and changed into a bathrobe. Seeing him smiling like that, she spat, she thought wrong first, "What are you laughing at? Are you thinking about something bad?"

Playboy Yi E, he was honest, and there was no need to hide that kind of thing, so she told Sophie Marceau what she just thought of. The beauty found that she was wrong, and she was a little embarrassed, but she spat again, "You men are disgusting. That kind of shemale is really..." She couldn't go on, as if He was uncomfortable and shook his body in disgust. Then he stared at the playboy, "Turn around, don't peek, or dig out your eyes."

The playboy was inexplicable, but he followed it. There was no mirror here. He couldn't see anything. He just felt that the beauty lay down beside him. After a while, he said in a slightly trembling voice, "Okay, you can start!"

Playboy turned around and looked in front of him. He was stunned in an instant. Why? Because the beauty took off herself naked and lay on **, she just covered the position of her buttocks with a bath towel. However, it was vacuum inside, and even lowered her body slightly, and she could see the beautiful scenery closed in the buttocks.

(to be continued)