e gone.
Meng Shu and Wu Qifei are dragged away by Chen Fan's men.
Yu se closed the door and went back to the apartment.
As a result, as soon as she turned around, she was beaten and hugged by Mo Jingyao. Then, she heard the man whispering in her ear: "don't you want me to go home?"
"Yes, I miss you very much. Who knows you come back again." She told him that he had to go back to the mid mountain villa tonight. As a result, Mo Jingyao came to her again.
Mo Jingyao's face sank. "This is home."
There, every time I think of Luo Wanyi, he has no intention to go back.
Once a father, now a mother.
There is no clean one.
"Mo Jingyao, what do you think of me?" Metaphor lazy nest in his arms, this moment suddenly found that she had long been used to his close.
"Guess." Mo Jingyao sat on the sofa with Yu Se in his arms and gave her a kiss on the lips.
Just want to go deep, Yu SE's head tilted, "I'm going to take a shower."
Yu se thinks of the things he bought from the drugstore himself.
Tonight, she wants to use it.
At the thought of this, I began to feel the heat in my ears and my heart beat.
"Together." I don't want to. Mo Jingyao doesn't mean to let go of the metaphor at all. He takes her to the bathroom.
Zhu Xu hasn't come back yet. She and he are the only ones in the apartment.
Yu se knows that even if she shouts at this time, it is useless to protest.
What's more, she didn't really want to shout.
She wanted to go further with Mo Jingyao tonight.
Then, as soon as I went into the bathroom, I was stripped of all my hands by the man.
Yu se holds his arm in hot water, closes his eyes and leans on the man's body. Maybe because he thinks of the things he bought, he gradually feels that his body has been infected with higher temperature by the water temperature.
Climbing one by one.
In his wandering mind, Mo Jingyao suddenly hit the wall, and the metaphor was forced to lean on the cool tiles.
This summer, only feel cool.
Looking at Mo Jingyao's head, he leaned down, pointed his lips and said, "go to the room."
"Good." Mo Jingyao's voice was low and dumb. Then he pulled the bath towel and wrapped it in metaphor and went back to the room.
The warm light of the wall lamp mixed with the neon outside flickered in the field of vision, and the metaphor was gently put down.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then a deep breath.
It's all over the past.
But this time, it was especially flustered.
"Lamp." She whispered a word.
Mo Jingyao turned off the light.
It can be found that the more dark it is, the more sensitive all senses are.
Close your eyes gently and tell yourself to relax.
Then the little hand quietly took one.
Hold tightly in the palm.
She was a little flustered.
More shameful.
Time goes by quietly.
Familiar scenes also quietly pass by.
The small hand suddenly grasped Mo Jingyao's big palm.
And in the heart of her hand, it was she who quietly opened the package.
Because I always hold it in my hand, warm feeling.
"What?" In the dark, Yao asked.
She did not speak.
He's a man. He can't tell what it is.
He asked her, and she couldn't tell.
She couldn't say it.
As a result, I don't know if it's because she didn't say what it was, and then Mo Jingyao didn't know what it was. He just threw it on the bed.
All situations, just like every time before.
There was no change.
Until the room is quiet, only two people's breathing, metaphor are in chagrin.
Metaphor is more introspective.
Did she do something wrong?
Or, if he doesn't turn off the light, he will not lose it.
But she would be ashamed if she didn't turn off the light.
Therefore, it is not advisable to keep the lights off.
So, in fact, she should say it directly.
In this way, he could not see clearly what she meant.
Next time, she must insist.
Yes, they did again and again.
They have a long way to go.
In such comforting oneself, metaphor finally fell asleep.
Sleeping in a man's arms, I don't know what I am now.
Listening to the girl's low and shallow breath, Mo Jingyao picked up the soft one on the bed, and his eyes were burning in the dark on his small face.
Originally because chen fan that unexpected visitor's depression has swept away, because, she wants to give him everything on behalf of her heart is his.It's just that he can't do something after all.
Really can't do
When she got up, she was already empty.
Mo Jingyao went to the company.
She held her knee, staring at the one under her body in a daze.
Soft.
The best quality.
However, Mo Jingyao didn't use it.
However, when he got up in the morning, he certainly didn't think that Durex was what she put into his hand last night.
Because, by her shameful pressure in the body.
Even if he wants to see it, he has to be right in front of him, just so that he can see it.
Yu se buried his small face on his knee, and the whole person was confused.
Mo Jingyao did it clearly.
But last night, she was not sure if he knew what she had given him, or if he had never planned to do that
Or is he not interested in her at all?
Thinking of this, Yu se took out his mobile phone, entered a gossip forum, registered a new user, and immediately sent a post.
In addition to the last step, men have done it all. After women provide Durex, they still have the same result. Do men think that women are not beautiful enough and attractive enough? Or do men have any mental barriers?
She just wanted to know the answer to the above one.
She just wants to analyze the answers given by the past people, and then determine whether Mo Jingyao is a mental obstacle, or because he knew that he would soon die, and insisted on keeping the last bottom line for her, so that she could marry other men and be happy after him.
Only men know men best.
Every man has a virginity complex.
Therefore, he would seriously consider and plan for her future.
After sending this post, Simi began to look at the message below the post.
Only a dozen seconds, already dozens of replies.
Look at the metaphor, a face confused.
Not beautiful + 1.
Not confused + 1.
Mental disorders + 1.
There is a good market for each of these three.
After answering her questions, there are all kinds of suggestions.
If a woman is not beautiful on the plastic surgery bar, I can provide you with plastic surgery, to ensure that skilled, to ensure that you want to be what you want.
does not bother people to make up, plus perfume, and so on, to ensure that men can not be fascinated.
Sexy pajamas, this is essential, and then put on a few circles in front of a man, I guarantee that his blood boiling, directly used that thing.
In fact, psychological disorders are very easy to treat. As long as women are active enough, no man is Liu Xiahui, a saint
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