Genius Doctor, Kungfu Expert

Possibly,?

At two o'clock in the evening, Dylan was still chugging his drink.

There were some beautiful and sexy women who came to him. Dylan was quite interested in the young lady and chatted with some of them. When they were discussing which hotel they were cultivating in. Gita, who was sleeping on the sofa, suddenly hugged Dylan.

"You even have a girlfriend, you still want to be boking. You take care of your girlfriend!" All the women looked at him with disdain and issued cursing sentences.

Then the young women left.

Dylan felt guilty. In the end, she drags Gita, who is drunk and unconscious, out of the bar and back to her room.

Dylan put her in bed, she went to take a bath, and came out wearing only with ****** *****.

Right now, Gita was lying on the bed with a flushed face and her skirt was blushing revealing her beautiful thighs. His legs are long with a pair of high heels.

His face was completely red, and his entire body emitted an extremely alluring fragrance.

Dylan approached and carefully looked at him.

"Should I bathe her? Let him sleep better?"

Isn't this too immoral? What if Gita wakes up? Is he not going to kill me?

I don't know how big his is?

"I'm really curious..." Said Dylan with his perverted face.

Dylan sat on the bed thinking about it. He listened to the sound of Gita's irregular breathing. Looks like he won't wake up for a while, right?

Dylan stretched out his trembling hand and slowly stroked Gita's thigh. He felt his delicate and soft thighs.

"En~"

The Gita seemed to react and groan slowly.

Dylan was surprised and he paused for a moment. After a while, Gita went back to sleep. Dylan let out a sigh of relief and immediately stopped.

"Forget it. Utilizing others is not the work of an honorable man. Since when did I become like this?"

But suddenly, Gita hugs Dylan's body.

Dylan thought he had woken up and was very frightened. He fantasized about the consequences he would face ...

However, Gita did not wake up. Instead, he used all his strength to shake Dylan's body. He actually started tearing off Dylan's clothes. Then, she undressed with one hand ...

"Ahhhh"~~ Hose for a moment sounded scrumptious moans Dylan.

****

In the morning, sunlight came in from the window and shone on the bed.

Gita felt a splitting headache and only recovered slowly after a while. He slowly opened his eyes, after comforting, he felt that something was amiss.

Why is this room so foreign?

This isn't his room.

"Where am I?" Thought in the heart.

His mind finally started to turn.

He looked around and looked around. He did not know this room at all, but it seemed a bit familiar.

What the hell am I doing?

He looked at his body, completely naked.

She did have a habit of sleeping naked, so she wasn't too surprised. But when he turned around and saw a bare-chested man sleeping beside him, he immediately reacted.

"Mahhhk!"

His voice filled the entire room.

"Aah!" Dylan also woke up. He yelled.

"ah!

"Ohhhhk!!"

Both ran here and there. Then, they looked at each other. After that, they exclaimed, "Ahhh!

Dylan was reflexively kicked out of bed.

"Close your eyes!"

"Round."

"Don't peek!"

"If you dare to peek, I'll teach you a lesson!"

Dylan was not wearing any clothes. He just stood straight behind Gita. He was trembling in fear.

"Wear it." After a while, Gita dressed up neatly and threw Dylan's clothes.

Dylan put on his clothes and did not dare to look back.

Gita is a twenty-seven-year-old woman. He did not force Dylan when faced with such a situation.

"Tell me, what did you do to me last night?" After taking a few deep breaths, he gritted his teeth and spoke.

"I, I didn't do anything." Dylan replied innocently.

Gita felt nothing wrong with her body. Otherwise, he would have rushed to the kitchen to pick up the butcher knife.

However, he felt something wrong with his mouth. There was a sticky feeling and a strange taste in his tongue. He vaguely guessed something, but he could not explain it.

"Tell me honestly. Tell me everything that happened last night. If you dare to lie, I will teach you a lesson. Say, hurry.!" Gita was very scared in her heart. Did he really do or*l se*s with this little pervert?

If that's the case, then he's dirty. How will she explain to her future husband?

"No, we didn't do anything. I tip the bar employee and ask him to drive us back. I don't remember what happened after we got back. I don't know ..." Dylan explained the situation.

Dylan thought. Really joke. How can I admit this? If not, you will kill me. However, your skills are truly outstanding.I feel very satisfied.

"You really don't know? Then who took off my shirt? Did I take my own clothes off? Then who took off your shirt? Could I have taken it off too?" Gita asked seriously.

"really. You did all this." Dylan really wanted to say that out loud.

Of course, Dylan did not dare to say that. Otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable.

"I drank too much too. I really don't remember..." Dylan shook his head and put on a plain face.

Gita. After all, he was the one who dragged Dylan for a drink. In addition, he also saw Dylan drinking very much. Maybe he really doesn't remember anything?

But, Gita felt her lips were uncomfortable. There was a strange taste in his mouth. And his lips also felt sticky.

"Stay here, don't go. I'll go to the restroom and ask you after I get back."

Gita quickly entered. He turned on the light and looked in the mirror.

He was stunned when he looked at the mirror.

There was liquid*n drying on her lips, even on her face and eyelashes.

Whatisthis?

His mind floated, remembering about last night's events...

His face was flushed and so was his neck, and his body stood upright and shuddered.

She's so embarrassed. How could he explain to his soul mate in the future?

He hurriedly turned on the faucet and closed the door and immediately took a shower. After half an hour, he put on his clothes and came out again.

Dylan has breakfast ready.

Baked bread, a cup of milk, and a cup of Energen.

"Gita, you're done washing it. Come quickly, we'll have breakfast." Dylan said as if nothing had happened.

"Gita, have you finished washing it?" Dylan asked again.

Heard that. Gita's feeling a little awkward.

Finish washing? What does that mean, then,? Could it.?

Gita thought, does Dylan know what happened last night? If he finds out, then he should kill him immediately.

"Dylan!" Gita shouted loudly.

"Gita, what do you want to say?" Dylan suddenly stood up.

"You really don't know what happened last night?" Gita looked closely at Dylan.