Chapter 1081: Erotic and Cunning Plot

Chapter 1081 Sexy and cunning conspiracy

Stepping out of the bathtub with exquisite materials and gorgeous decorations, reaching out to grab a bath towel and wrapping it tightly around herself, Yumi Ikeda stepped on wooden clogs with her bare feet and walked out of the bathroom with an uncertain look on her face.

Years go by so fast! In the blink of an eye, I am almost thirty years old. However, this proud figure is still flawless, and her long curly shawl hair with moisture is like black waves, scattered on her tall, round shoulders, and her two arms that are not wrapped in a bath towel are smooth. And clean, as spotless as two sections of jade lotus root, soft as if there were no bones. A pair of almond-shaped eyes are dark and watery, with a seductive look from time to time. Two full, bright red lips, like ripe ###, and those snow-white thighs are plump and elastic. The ten onion-like toes stepping on the wooden clogs are round and crystal clear, and the toenails are stained with black toenail polish and seem to appear and disappear as they move around, attracting people's imagination.

My father is already old and can no longer control the huge carriage of the Hongdao Society. As long as he agrees to transfer dozens of cabanas, restaurants, shops, and companies under his control to his own hands, he can do a lot of things he wants to do.

Thinking of this, Ikeda Yumi couldn't help but sigh. The old man's temper would rather be broken, but he was not that easy to deal with.

There is a person waiting in the living room. He is Ichiro Suzuki, the general manager of Mitsubishi Group, and the person Ikeda Yumi has contacted the most these days. Suzuki Ichiro is about forty years old, tall and burly, with a sharp face. At this moment, he saw Yumi Ikeda walking down the stairs wrapped in a bath towel, staring at her wantonly, as if there were two fireballs burning on her curvy body. Come and burn.

Ikeda Yumi walked up to him, stretched out a slender index finger, and gently touched his well-maintained face. She smiled charmingly, and two amorous nets spread out from her dark eyes, covering them tightly. he. "Ichiro, is that matter done?"

The expression on Suzuki Ichiro's face tightened, and he whispered: "This matter is really difficult to handle, miss. Those financial staff are all my father's people. Besides, without Mr. Ikeda's order, even my father, It doesn’t count.”

Ikeda Yumi slowly sat down and took out a lady's cigarette from the cigarette case on the coffee table. There was a soft metallic "pop" sound, like a small musical phrase, and a jumping flame appeared in Suzuki Ichiro's head. On hand.

Ikeda Yumi picked up the cigarette butt across her red lips, took a deep breath, then held it between two bare fingers and slowly blew out a dark smoke ring. The round smoke ring rushed out from her soft lips and hit Suzuki Ichiro's cheek. The hot smoke was quite sultry, making Suzuki Ichiro first surprised, then happy, and the suppressed desire quickly rose.

Now, he wanted to take advantage of the situation and take his favorite beauty into his arms, peel her round shoulders and crystal body out of the bath towel like peeling bamboo shoots, and caress Ikeda Yumi affectionately. However, after looking at Yumi Ikeda's face, his lips trembled. This idea swirled in his mind and then quickly dissipated.

Ikeda Yumi glanced at him charmingly, stretched out her white fingers, moved her lips to his ear tenderly, bit his earlobe gently, and murmured: "Ichiro, I know Whatever you are thinking, as long as you get this done, we will have the capital to be happy for a lifetime. By then, I will be yours!"

Suzuki Ichiro was immersed in a sea of ​​fantasy, feeling the gentle breath of Ikeda Yumi, and nodded slightly involuntarily.

"However, it's not possible now. We still have a lot to do. In the future... this will be your home, the palace where you live a luxurious life..." Yumi Ikeda exhaled like a orchid, and the breath coming out of her little mouth made Ichiro Suzuki... My neck was so hot that I couldn't help but shiver all over.

Suzuki Ichiro was facing Ikeda Yumi's face, his tongue was swirling and he said tremblingly: "Yumi, can I... can I..."

"Giggle...what a person you are..." Suddenly, Yumi Ikeda stretched her mouth forward and raised the tip of her tongue. He gently licked Suzuki Ichiro's lips. An indescribable pleasure instantly spread throughout Suzuki Ichiro's body. Ichiro Suzuki suddenly stood up, stood on tiptoe, and put his arms around Yumi Ikeda's head, pressing him in front of him desperately. At the same time, he stuck out his fat tongue, shaking it up and down, left and right, trying to push it away. Yumi Ikeda's lips entered the portal exuding fragrance.

"Asshole, quickly...let go...of me..."

"Give it to me, Yumi, don't you know I've already..."

"Pa..." Ikeda Yumi raised her hand and slapped Suzuki Ichiro on the face. The little hands that were gentle just now were like five hard iron rods, and five red marks suddenly lit up on Suzuki Ichiro's face.

"You..." Suzuki Ichiro looked at Ikeda Yumi's charming face getting colder and colder, and couldn't help but cover his face and asked in confusion.

"What am I? Didn't I tell you? It's not possible now. You have to get things done before we can be together. What are you going to do now? Don't be ignorant of priorities..." Ikeda Yumi's voice also changed. He said coldly, with anger in his eyes.

Suzuki Ichiro nodded helplessly and said: "Okay, I'll go back and do what you want, but you have to hurry up over there..."

When he said this, a smile appeared on Ikeda Yumi's face again. She slowly raised the hand that had just left marks on his face, gently touched his face, and said softly: "Ichiro , Don’t doubt me, and don’t blame me. I’m doing this for our own good. I’m really not in the mood right now. Go back to work. I’ll send someone to deliver what you need right away.”

Watching Ichiro Suzuki leave, Yumi Ikeda raised her hand and wiped her beautiful red lips, and sighed in a low voice: "Bah, a toad wants to eat swan meat, so what kind of virtue is it for you to not look at yourself in the mirror? "

He stared at Ichiro Suzuki with disdain as he walked out of the room. He waited until the sound of the car engine came over before Yumi Ikeda turned around and went upstairs.

In a large and luxurious room on the second floor, because the curtains were drawn, only a small lamp beside the bed was turned on. The light in the room is very dim, a kind of twilight-like lavender. The hazy atmosphere creates a sense of mystery on people's expressions and skin. The turbid air mixed with cigar smoke and perfume contains an aura of infatuation, making the whole place quiet. The space is both exciting and suffocating. And this is exactly the environment and atmosphere that the Chinese man likes. In order to please him, Yumi Ikeda spent a lot of money to rearrange her boudoir.

The man wears a thin gray towel around his waist, and his well-defined and strong body exudes the man's masculine charm. He smoked a large American cigar, puffed out white and thick smoke rings contentedly, and leaned on the bedside, his eyes fixed on the beautiful woman who opened the door and walked in.

"Is that person gone?" The man smiled as Ikeda Yumi just walked in, stretched out his hand and patted the place next to him.

Ikeda Yumi looked at her charmingly, walked to her side with her slender waist, slowly leaned over, and sat next to him, with a pair of white and round thighs lying across the satin sheets, she smiled slightly at the man and said: "This annoying guy actually wanted to take advantage of me, but I slapped him away..."

The man said a little anxiously: "What? How can you do this? Even if you get the transfer letter from your father, if you want to truly control those big companies, you have to have someone like Ichiro Suzuki..."

Yumi Ikeda's swaying, firm and round butt shamelessly leaned closer to the man. He turned his face and chuckled at the man: "Don't worry, I know exactly what to do. This guy can't escape my grasp. Haha..."

"Really?" The man took her hand and touched it gently. A pair of eyes with scorching light wandered over her newly washed mature body, and said meaningfully: "Yumi, I can't be here either. You stayed for a long time, how did you do with the other thing?"

As he spoke, the man's fingers gently picked at her armpits. The bath towel wrapped around her body spread out, and her snow-white jade skin was revealed in front of the man's eyes. It was so fresh and tender, so good. Like peeled white bamboo shoots.

The look in the man's eyes became more and more eager, as if he could never get enough of her body that was so mature that it could drip juice. He slowly stretched out his hands and covered Yumi Ikeda's body. At this moment, the woman was like a A gentle and considerate little sheep. The cultivation of clouds and rain just now made his whole body and mind satisfied. However, thinking that after he left, he might never have the chance to indulge in her body again, the man couldn't help but get excited again.

Yumi Ikeda stretched her body, twisted her waist and placed herself in the best position, with her neck propped up. Under her fluffy hair was a very charming face, with her jade-like peaks slightly upturned. , everything shows that her life is in the prime of youth and prosperity.

Her eyes were blurred as she looked at the man on her body. She gently exhaled a breath of fragrance from her small mouth and said softly: "Zhang Zhejun, you really treated me just now... why do you want to do it now?"

"Haha, my little kitten, was it delicious just now?" The man smiled at her appreciatively, and kept stroking her body with his hands: "You are a smart and beautiful woman, of course you know that I need you now. Same thing. Yes, you also need my love and affection, don’t you?”

"I... need your love very much. Zhang Zhejun, come and love me, I know what I should do when..." Ikeda Yumi said, while slowly closing her eyes, pouting her red face of cherry lips.