Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 312

Chapter 312: Cutting In Line

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Upon hearing these words, a chill ran down Jin Long’s spine. Although he could take motion sickness medicine and drive, he could only do so occasionally.

Driving after frequent consumption of motion sickness medicine, although it wouldn’t cause him to vomit, would make his chest feel as if it was being pressed down by a huge stone, making it difficult for him to breathe.

For others, driving a truck might be a good job, but for Jin Long, it was nothing short of torture.

Jin Long quickly waved his hand and said with a beaming smile, “What’s there to discuss? I haven’t washed the pigsty yet. Boss Su, you rest first, I’ll go wash the pigsty!”

With a “bang,” the door was closed. Su Shen shook his head in amusement, his gaze returning to the documents on the table, but his thoughts drifted back to the morning.

Her fair, round breasts, reddened like two ripe peaches under his hands.

She had gasped violently, touching his wrist to remind him, “Su Shen, don’t shoot inside…”

He wanted to tell her he was wearing a condom, but a wicked thought suddenly sprang to his mind. He wanted to see what she looked like when his semen dirtied her.

He thrust with all his might, pumping in and out of her dozens of times. Finally, he pulled out quickly after one deep thrust, his milky white semen splattering on her breasts and lower abdomen.

All he could see was a thick layer of filth, the faint stench of sex permeating her body scent. She was still panting softly, her allure bone-melting. At that moment, he felt as if he had conquered the world…

As soon as Gu Zi entered the city, the first thing she did was go to the bank. As she walked into the bank, she felt a ticklish sensation in her ears. She couldn’t help but touch them, then looked around.

The banks of this era were not as spacious and bright as those of the future, with a sense of technology.

It looked very primitive, with a small space and simple interior decoration. There was no privacy to speak of, everyone was waiting in line in one room to handle business, which seemed a bit chaotic.

The number of people waiting to do business was not high. In this era, people’s trust in banks was not high. They all felt that money was safest when kept close to them, so ordinary people generally would not come here.