MTL - His Son Has a Richest Billionaires Dad-Chapter 59 Extra and deputy

It is not the first time that the club Tan Hong has come. Ning Cheng is large and small, but everyone who has a little fame has set foot on it.

But unlike before, Tan Hong came here to call the duck.

The club manager naturally knew Tan Hong. At first, he saw Tan Hong alone. He thought that Tan Hong was here first. There were other friends who thought that Tan Hong had arrived in the private room and sat down on the sofa. Here are the ducks.

Not one, but a few. Tan Hong came here, the main purpose was to see if he was bent. He did n’t tell his friend Xiao You about this. First, confirm for himself. The key point was that he had been straight for so many years. They were all right, they were kissed by Hong Zhan a few times, and they raised the flag for their relatives. This was not a small impact on Tan Hong.

Tan Hong's time is more than one o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, there are not many ducks who come to work. Most of them arrive late. Such places are basically lively in the middle of the night.

The manager grinned: "... now we have five."

"Then call them all." Tan Hong had his long legs crossed and leaned halfway on the sofa. He hadn't slept well these days, including coming here to find ducks. It took him two or three days to decide.

"Okay, I'll arrange it immediately, Tan Shao, please wait a moment." The manager nodded his head immediately.

Tan Hong frowned, and his expression was not so happy.

The ducks came quickly, one by one, came in from the door, walked into the private room, and stood in a row in front of the coffee table.

They are quite tall, the conditions are relatively good, and the types are different. Tan Hong asked them to come closer, and several people took two steps forward.

The age is a bit invisible, and some seem to have applied makeup and eyebrows. Tan Hong saw the right from the left and picked two eyes.

"You, and you stay." Tan Hong ordered 2 people.

The other three who were not ordered, bent over to Tan Hong, and politely wished Tan Hong a good time together.

Then turned and left the room.

The remaining two people who were spotted walked to Tan Hong and sat down on either side of Tan Hong.

As soon as someone sat down, the fragrance rushed over, and the neutral eau de toilette smelled OK.

Tan Hong turned to the man and asked what perfume he sprayed.

The man and Tan Hong talked about perfume brands.

Three people happened to be able to play cards. There was no shot in the room. Someone went out and took a picture.

Tan Hong took out a stack of money and put it on the coffee table. He directly said, "I lost to the money. If you lose, just undress."

Although Tan Hong came to verify whether he was bent or not, he was not with the young master as soon as he came up—the club called the male accompany as the young master. The point of occurrence was beyond description, and he was not interested.

Playing cards to undress this, Tan Hong was thinking of the second meeting with Hong Zhan. The first time the two were on the road, there was a small collision.

Play a strip game first, he has more time anyway.

The two young masters looked at Tan Hong's money and looked at each other. The manager and them probably talked about Tan Hong's background. Anyway, there are many mines in the family and they are a super rich second generation.

However, people are also smart and can't think too much in front of Tan Hong.

Tan Hong drinking, let the young men shuffle.

Tan Hong's personal card skills are average, the cards are not good, and the cards drawn are very bad. In theory, he should lose, but he won several games in a row.

When he wins, naturally the young men lose, and they don't wear much at all. For ten or twenty minutes, the two took off most of their clothes.

There are muscles on the body, but they were obviously exercised in the gym the day after tomorrow. Subconsciously, Tan Hong couldn't help but compare them with the body of Hong Zhan. This ratio, who is superior to who is inferior, is clear at a glance.

Tan Hong bowed his head and looked down at him. It was normal. He didn't get excited when he saw the carcasses of the young men.

Continuing to play cards, Tan Hong lost twice, gave a small sum of money to go out, and then the other two masters lost.

They even took off their shoes, leaving a pair of underpants.

If you lose again, you really run away.

Tan Hong felt almost there. He didn't have much hobbies to watch people's bodies. Tan Hong threw his cards away.

"Okay, put on your clothes. Take these."

At the same time Tan Hong pointed to the rest of the money, still interested in general.

"Thank you, Shao Tan." The two men put on their clothes and took the money.

"Which one of you is good at mouth?" Tan Hong pointed his finger on his knee a few times, squinting his eyes slightly, and looked at the two.

Both said they were good at technology, Tan Hong laughed, his eyes were still cold and proud.

"Then come one by one, you go first." Tan Hong raised his hand and pointed at the person on the right.

"You go out, I don't have the hobby of being watched."

Although the person who was not accused was a little jealous of his colleague, he didn't show it, and his smile was extremely flattering: "I'll wait outside the door."

After speaking, the man went out, closed the door slowly, and stood directly at the door.

The manager found one and came over to ask what was going on. The young master gave a brief account of the situation inside.

In the private room, the master knelt on the carpet, and the room was covered with carpets to provide help for various unexpected situations. The master approached Tan Hong and squeezed his fists. When the other party was about to undress Tan Hong's belt, Tan Hong was disgusted. His expression couldn't be restrained.

The body was ahead of the will, and he kicked the young master.

There was a muffled sound, and Tan Hong and those who fell on the ground were stunned.

"... You go out, so you don't have to come in outside." Tan Hong immediately waved his hands and tightened his eyebrows after standing up.

The young master didn't know what had happened. Tan Hong's face was full of disgust, as if the other party was a 100% straight man.

The staff here are all very good at work, and they are still smiling when they are stunned by Tan Hong.

As soon as the master left, the back foot manager came in. The manager tentatively asked Tan Hong if the other party had not served well.

"They can do both. Drink two dozen drinks and let them come back later."

Tan Hong can probably confirm that he is not just excited about that man. It seems that there is only Hong Zhan. When thinking of Hong Zhan, Tan Hong feels upset and grabs the bottle and sips.

Tan Hong was drunk that day and opened a room opposite the club house. The two masters helped him to rest in the guest room.

In the room, the young masters wanted to take off a jacket for Tan Hong, and Tan Hong almost kicked someone over.

The two did not dare to touch Tan Hong again. After resettlement, they returned to the club to continue working.

Tan Hong was lying on the bed. Suddenly someone called him. Tan Hong touched his arm, didn't touch the phone, covered his ears, the ringing stopped for a while, and then it rang again.

Tan Hong's fist slammed into the pillow fiercely, and found the mobile phone in the coat placed at the end of the bed. He saw that the caller was Hong Zhan, and his heart burst into a few meters high.

"What the **** are you doing?" Tan Hong said angrily.

Hong Zhan heard the strangeness in Tan Hong's voice and asked Tan Hong: "Drinking?"

"It's all about you." Tan Hong was just as fierce as a gun battle.

The face of Hong Zhan was so cold that his voice was cold: "Where are you now?"

Tan Hong sneered: "I don't know!"

"Beep ..." There was a busy tone on the other end of the phone. Hong Zhan stared at the screen for a few seconds, and his whole body was so angry that people who passed by him were subconsciously away from him.

Hong Zhan contacted a friend who had more local resources than him.

"Help me locate my phone."

A friend asked Hong Zhan to send his mobile phone number, and Hong Zhan sent Tan Hong over.

"Just check where he last called."

"OK, five minutes."

Hong Zhan looked down, his eyes darkened. At the fourth minute, a text message was sent to a local five-star hotel, and there were entertainment places nearby.

Hong Zhan's mobile phone positioning was set into a hotel, turned the car, and hurried over.

Tan Hong's phone was dialed several times on the road, all prompting to shut down.

Hong Zhan's face darkened to the extreme and was rejected by Tan Hong so that he was on the edge of anger.

When the car drove to the hotel, Hong Zhan stared at the door of the hotel. In this way, the hotel may not give Tan Hong's room number.

Hong Zhan immediately contacted another friend who was doing catering in Ningcheng and several large restaurants. It is estimated that he could know the management of the hotel here.

Sure enough, as Hong Zhan guessed, even the owner of this hotel had a deep relationship with friends.

After getting out of the car, Hong Zhan walked into the hotel, but sat in the lounge area, and the front desk immediately delivered tea.

Before long, the hotel director came downstairs, and as soon as he arrived in the lobby, he saw the flood fighting waiting there.

The supervisor first approached Tan Hong's name, then went to the front desk, checked the room where Tan Hong was staying, and then respectfully asked Hong Zhan to follow him upstairs.

This was directly ordered by the boss, and the supervisor was sure to follow the instructions.

The universal card opened the door of the room, and the supervisor pushed open the door. After Hong Zhan entered, he took the door with him.

The room was quiet before, only the footsteps of Hong Zhan. He hurriedly walked towards the big bed. Tan Hong closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep. Hong Zhan leaned down and covered Tan Hong with his body.

Put a finger on Tan Hong's mouth. After taking it back, Hong Zhan licked his belly.

Tan Hongzhen drank alcohol, and Hong Zhan's anger was writhing in his heart. Because Tan Hong was asleep, there was no place for venting. This person had a way to easily anger him.

Hong Zhan twisted his eyebrows and locked his eyes on Tan Hong. Sometimes he really did n’t know what to do with Tan Hong. After catching up, Tan Hong would hide, but as soon as he got loose, Tan Hong didn't seem to worry him at all.

Hong Zhan got up and walked to the window. He lit a cigarette and just took a breath. The door was suddenly knocked.

Hong Zhan went to open the door. Outside the door stood a strange man in a tights, sprayed with perfume. The smell of the perfume had just smelled on Tan Hong.

The man handed the car key in his hand, saying that Tan Hong had fallen to them.

Hong Zhan took the key and asked, "Will you accompany him?"

The master of the clubhouse stared at Hong Zhan's scalp with horror. He suddenly didn't dare to shake his head and snapped Hong Zhan's neck.

"Yes, just drink and drink a little." The young master was frightened.

Hong Zhan's eyes were poisonous, how could he not see the identity of the person in front of him.

"He touched you, or did you touch him?" Hong Zhan's voice didn't rise or fall, but his eyes were already faintly red by this time.

"Tan Shao touched me. I knew his identity and didn't dare to disturb him." The expression of the young master was almost scared.

Seeing Hong Zhan seems to accept this statement, the young master immediately said that he still had something to do, and turned his head and ran away.

I almost fell to the ground in the middle.

Hong Zhan returned to the house with Tan Hong's car key and closed the door. At the same time, Hong Zhan also locked the door.

When Hong Zhan had just turned around, he found that Tan Hong who had fallen asleep suddenly sat up, and the two looked at each other so far.

Tan Hong felt that he must be drunk, so he had hallucinations, and the other party was almost a ghost. He was drunk and had to find a sense of existence.

Tan Hong lifted the quilt and shook over. He walked to the front of the Hong Zhan, closed his eyes and closed his eyes, while shaking his head, the Hong Zhan was still within easy reach.

"How did you find it?" Tan Hong said with a bit of tongue-in-cheek.

But without waiting for the flood, he suddenly pointed at the flood and laughed.

"You know what? You definitely know." This man in Ningcheng also seems to have a lot of skills, it is not difficult to find his room number.

I guess I found the duck just now, and I knew if Hong Zhan could not get it right. Otherwise, he looks as dark as the bottom of the pot, and there is no other explanation.

Hong Zhan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he chirped, "What should I know?"

"Oh, I just found the duck!"

Tan Hong continued to die. He had just walked with the two Internet celebrities before, which made Hong Zhan almost out of control. Now he has even lost more explosive information.

"They are okay, no worse than yours." Tan Hong reached out and pushed Hong Zhan.

Without pushing, Hong Zhan's gloomy gaze was set on Tan Hong's face. He waited to see what Tan Hong's mouth could say something to anger him.

"Yeah, what step do you do?" Hong Zhan fisted in, his phalanges made a clicking noise.

Tan Hong was confused, but if he was sober, he would never again and again challenge the endurance of the flood.

"Which step? Of course, the last step."

Tan Hong raised his chin with a smile, and his expression seemed to be mixed with provocation and provocation.

He would rather do it with the young masters of the club than fight the flood.

"That is to say ..." Hong Zhan also smiled, before reaching the bottom of his eyes, he approached Tan Hong, clasping Tan Hong's shoulder.

Bending slightly, Hong Zhan reached Tan Hong's ear and said to Tan Hong with his inherent deep voice, "You let them touch you."

Tan Hong felt instinctively dangerous, with his neck shrinking back, but his confused thoughts made him wonder what the reason was to fight the flood.

Why the other side has always been like a bamboo-faced expression that the whole world has to run according to his ideas, why can he repeatedly force him like this, forcibly squeeze into his life and disturb his thoughts.

Tan Hong rarely felt this frustration. The appearance of the flood war seemed to show him that he would also have people he could not deal with and could not cope with.

He was upset for a long time.

"Yes, both of them have good skills. I'm very happy. I bend. Are you happy about this news?"

Tan Hong's eyes narrowed, his eyes looked like hooks, the man in front of him like him.

"It doesn't take half a year, you can do it now, don't you just want to go to bed with me? Go on, you get me."

Tan Hong looked at Hong Zhan with a smile.

Hong Zhan knew that Tan Hong was speaking sin, but at the same time, this should also be the truth of Tan Hong.

Hong Zhan raised his hands to unbutton the neckline, revealing a large, tight chest.

"You have this ability." Anger raged in the flood, and he laughed angrily.

Tan Hong didn't expect Hong Zhan to be this reaction. He froze and suddenly felt something was wrong. Tan Hong opened Hong Zhan's hand and stepped back.

He didn't want to go to the flood, he didn't want to at all. After a mess of lies, he felt more tired and wanted to sleep.

"You go out, I want to sleep." Tan Hong began to catch customers.

Hong Zhan's answer was to step forward and fight Tan Hong to his shoulders, then walk to the bed and throw Tan Hong up.

In this series of actions, Tan Hong didn't respond at all. He fell from a height and fell into a dizzy state. Just when he wanted to get up, Hong Zhan had turned his body over.

But then, Tan Hong's hand couldn't move.

Hong Zhan pulled his belt and tied Tan Hong's wrists together.

Tan Hong was shocked, took his feet to fight the flood, and angrily let the flood go away.

In that mouth, almost every sentence spoke today is challenging the nerves of Hong Zhan. Hong Zhan now doesn't want to hear anything from Tan Hong. He squeezes Tan Hong's chin, kisses it, and gives Tan Hong's voice a strong voice. Your Majesty.

Alas, Tan Hong was struggling hard, but he was not capable of fighting the flood.

His eyes were red when kissed by Hong Zhan, his limbs were restrained and he couldn't move.

After that, Tan Hong had no breathing time, and was forced to walk back and forth in the heavenly clouds by the flood.

Hong Zhan had a friend who was a doctor. That friend was not a bend, but Hong Zhan learned something from the other side.

Regardless of straight men and deep same, the forefront, glandular pleasure, as long as the feeling is male, there will be.

A friend once joked that there was an old professor in their hospital who sent the nickname eight-finger mage, not that he only had eight fingers, but that the professor could make the patient up once with eight shots.

Although Hong Zhan could not achieve the precision of the old professor, the accumulated academic knowledge was sufficient to deal with Tan Hong.

He didn't have the truth, the gun came on, but with his fingers, Tan Hong sobbed and kept asking for mercy.

He loved him, and even at this time, Hong Zhan hadn't completely occupied Tan Hong, but his approach had already trampled Tan Hong's dignity to the point.

Later, Tan Hong slumbered and slept. Hong Zhan dressed Tan Hong, wrapped the man in a jacket, and left the hotel with his arms around.

Tan Hong woke up for some time. There was only him in the room for the time being, not in the hotel or his bedroom. Although he had never been to the house, he knew where it was.

Sitting on the head of the bed, Tan Hong raised his hand and yanked his hair. His eyes were still red because he had cried in front.

He will never break a movie when he is drunk, and remember everything that happened.

Tan Hong pushed his forehead hair back, and he raised his head and slammed it against the wall.

The eyes were painful and resentful, and there was regret that could not be covered.

After a few minutes of sitting, the door was pushed open. Hong Zhan came in with a cup of hot water. He went straight to the bed and handed the cup to Tan Hong.

Tan Hong looked up at Hong Zhan, admiring the man's control and calm expression, just like the man who bullied him a few hours ago was not him.

"Drink some water," Hong Zhan said.

Tan Hong stared at the water cup, wondering whether the expression on the other side would change if he splashed this glass of water on his face.

Tan Hong still didn't implement this idea, he didn't want to make himself like a lunatic.

Lifting the quilt, Tan Hong got out of bed and didn't see the jacket. He walked away from the other side of the bed. There was no movement in Hong Zhan behind him. In fact, every time Tan Hong took a step, his attention was in Hong Zhan. When he was going to step out, he heard a strange sound.

The voice slowly grew louder, mixed with the wailing of wailing, groaning, it was his voice, and he cried, begging for the cessation of the flood.

Tan Hong's entire body froze. He twisted his head a little and looked at Hong Zhan in disbelief.

"What do you want to do? What else do you want?"

He had never been so insulted by anyone, only flooding, forced him to such a point, made him want to kill him.