Three toys

There are three girls in this room. They are dressed extremely charmingly. The key is that each of them has a different style.

Some look mature and enchanting, with bodies like ripe peaches, as if water will flow from them at the slightest touch;

Some of them look petite and childish, but they have staggering sizes, typical of child-like big breasts.

Others have a cold, world-weary, high-class face, a slender figure of about 1.8 meters, and perfect body proportions.

Zhang Yi has some impressions of her. She seems to be a very famous model with more than five million online fans.

The moment he saw them, Zhang Yi's original impulse as a man was aroused.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Rich people's toys are high-end and very professional!"

He walked toward the room with a gun, and the three girls huddled together in the corner in fear.

Some are sad, some are pitiful, and some have a look of disgust.

The combination of these complex emotions makes it easier for men to become excited.

"As expected of a professional! Just one movement and look can move people's hearts."

If you were an ordinary LSP, you might not be able to restrain yourself at this time.

But if the person who comes is Zhang Yi, the result will be slightly different.

His eyes glanced at the three people, "Are you Kun?"

When the three girls heard this title, their faces instantly turned ugly.

"How can you taint someone's innocence for no reason? We are not Kun, we are guests here, here to visit!"

Zhang Yi glanced at their bodies, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

"Which family lets guests dress like this? Is it the family's traditional culture?"

This sentence was sarcastic, and the three girls were immediately embarrassed and stretched out their hands to cover it up.

But they exposed so much that they couldn't cover it with two hands. Zhang Yi wanted to go over and help them.

Zhang Yi pulled a chair from the side and sat across from the three people, the gun in his hand shaking slightly.

"Tell me, where are you all from?"

Although these three women are very beautiful and have very hot figures, if you guessed it correctly, they are also skilled senior female technicians who are proficient in various styles.

But Zhang Yi still has mysophobia and doesn't like to be Taoist friends with others.

If they have no other skills, Zhang Yi will kick them out.

After all, he never had idle people in his family.

That's right, this US$1 billion shelter belongs to Zhang Yi from now on.

When the three women saw the gun in Zhang Yi's hand, they were too afraid to resist.

But the tall girl with a high-class face said stubbornly: "I'm not Kun!"

"If it's not Kun, then what are you?"

The girl said proudly: "I am a socialite!"

"Celebrity?"

Zhang Yi nodded.

"Oh, that's Kun!"

The ladies in Tianhai City are equal to high-class women. Zhang Yi, as a local, knows this very well.

The tall-faced girl stomped her feet angrily: "I'm not! I have a master's degree from Tianhai University, a level 8 in English, and a level 7 in national ballet!"

Zhang Yi nodded: "Oh. Is that Kun?"

Several girls were filled with grief and anger. The mature and sexy girl took a deep breath and said, "You are prejudiced against us."

"The men we come into contact with are the upper echelons of this society. We just improve ourselves through contact with them."

"Don't compare us with those Kun. You know, if you want to integrate into the upper class, you need more than just a beautiful face and figure."

"We also need a high level of knowledge and rich content."

Zhang Yi clapped his hands when he heard this, "The needle will not poke! Then the way you interact with upper-class men does not include the plural movement of negative distance?"

Several girls glanced at each other, and the mature and charming girl argued: "This kind of thing will happen. But we are not Kun, we have a choice. Only when we think the other party is qualified, we will There will be some intimate encounters in a very pleasurable process."

The girl with a classy face also said: "I make the decision about my body. In this era, if you still use this as an argument, it would be a bit discriminatory against women!"

The cute girl also said angrily: "Don't be prejudiced against us!"

Zhang Yi smiled.

"Oh, so you are still Kun!"

The three girls shouted in unison: "We are not!"

Zhang Yi waved his hands at them: "What does it matter? These days, there is no shame in making money. And you can enter Wang Siming's home, so you are obviously the best in Kunzhong."

"If the social atmosphere didn't allow it, I should have given you an award."

This time, the petite and cute girl couldn't bear it anymore.

She stared at Zhang Yi and said angrily: "Do you know how hard we socialite girls work? I won the national piano competition championship, and I can play "Flight of the Bumblebee". Have you heard of this song? ?"

The title "Flight of the Bumblebee" made Zhang Yi raise his eyebrows.

Of course he knows this tune, because he once had a favorite movie called "The Pianist on the Sea".

The most climactic scene is when the protagonist plays "Flight of the Bumblebee".

Zhang Yi was stunned when he heard this piano piece for the first time. He couldn't imagine that a pianist's hand speed could reach such a level.

He looked at the cute girl in front of him in surprise, "Can you really play?"

The cute girl raised her chin proudly: "Of course! I play really well!"

The girl with a high-class face next to her also said: "I can do the same!"

Zhang Yi smiled.

A pianist who can skillfully play "Flight of the Bumblebee" must have at least a professional level eight.

The highest piano rating is grade nine.

In other words, the two young and beautiful girls in front of Zhang Yi are rare outstanding pianists in the country.

And such girls also come to do it.

"It's really an era that laughs at the poor but not at the prostitutes. Thinking about it this way, it might as well be the end of the world. At least everyone will be fair when facing death."

Zhang Yi has nothing to say. If they come over to "perform", they can at least get hundreds of thousands or even millions of red envelopes.

Faced with this kind of temptation, most goddesses in the eyes of ordinary people cannot resist.

When Zhang Yi looked at these beautiful girls again, the fire in his eyes had faded a lot.

He raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at the three girls.

"Turn around and lie on the wall!"

When the three girls heard this, a smile flashed in their eyes.

You stinky man, you've been screwing with us for a long time, but in the end, don't you just want to do that?

The three people pretended to be scared, then turned around and lay on the wall, with their three good-shaped butts sticking out high.

You can tell at a glance that he is very skilled at life.

Zhang Yi took out a few bundles of ropes and some tie ties from another space, walked over, and tied them up tightly one by one.

It is also a professional tortoise shell binding.

At first, several girls thought Zhang Yi wanted to play with her tied up, but later they discovered that Zhang Yi was tied up more and more tightly.

After tying them up, Zhang Yi threw them into the pet room, closed the door and left.

It's not time to relax completely yet, and Zhang Yi is not the kind of man who has his sperm in his head.

He would continue to explore the house to see if there was any danger.