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Jing bao'er's face was slightly red. Looking at him, he blinked his big watery eyes and hooked his neck. "He didn't kill people, he didn't set fire, and he didn't pick up a guy behind your back. Is that good?"

"You dead girl!" He said with gnashing teeth. As soon as his voice fell, he rubbed her soft hand, which made it harder.

The temperature of his body, is hot, the temperature of the door, is cold, alternating between cold and hot, her look, blurred lure - people.

She continued to smile. She stood on tiptoe and took a bite at his sharp lip. Then, the tip of her tongue slipped into his mouth

The little hand naturally slides down to the secret part of his body where his head has already been raised. Through the cloth, he rubs it repeatedly

At the moment when the lips and teeth are intertwined, the temperature in the room rises to the top.

"Dong Dong Dong --"

the knock on the door broke through a beautiful room.

Two people kissing at the same time tiger body a shock!

Jing Rong's eyebrows frowned and asked impatiently, "who is that?"

"Little uncle, my grandfather told you to change your clothes and go down quickly. The president will be here soon..." Duan qianrong's voice, across the door, squeezed in -

"I know..." Jing Rong responds coldly, holding Jing bao'er's little red face, panting.

"Fourth uncle, hehe, Duan qianrong told you to hurry down and change your clothes quickly." As Jing bao'er said this, he tried to push him away and walk out.

But Jing Rong once again pushed her against the door, locked the door, fell over her ears and gasped, "you light the fire yourself. If you don't put it out, what are you going to do?"

"But the president is coming..." Jingbaoer road.

"I will make a quick decision..."

As soon as his voice fell, the hot kiss covered it again.

She murmured in a low voice, while cooperating with his kiss, she led him to the bedside and fell down together

The snow-white and soft bed fell down at the same time because of two bodies

After having a good kiss, he skillfully peeled her trousers, together with the bottom trousers, to her ankles

Then he couldn't wait to be one with her

Jingbao'er whispers, looking at the man who conquers the city and territory on himself, his eyes gradually become blurred.

A burst of fast - feeling, let her brain a blank.

After invading her for a while, he quickly took out a cover under the mattress.

Seeing this, Jing bao'er immediately snatched the condom. Looking at Jing Rong, she complained, "once in a while, don't bring this thing? I don't like it. I like being close to you! I don't want us to be separated by this layer... "

"You don't like it, and I don't even like it!"

When he finished, he grabbed the condom from her hand, put it on and integrated with her again.

Seeing this, Jing bao'er took a bite at his chest.

Then, discontented, he said, "I don't like it. You wear it every day! Just once, can't we not wear it? "

"No, honey, I don't want to hurt you, darling..." As soon as his voice fell, he began to plunder again.

"Fourth uncle, do you love me?"

"Nonsense!"

……

After a fierce struggle, jingbao'er sneaks back to his room from the balcony like a thief.

After finishing his appearance, jingbao'er went downstairs.

There is no one downstairs or in the living room. Jingbao'er knows that everyone must have gone to the door to welcome the President

After rubbing his aching waist, jingbao'er hops all the way to the gate of Jingjia's house

Outside the gate, the number of bodyguards has doubled.

Mr. Jing, song Limei, Duan qianrong and Leng leiran are standing at the door with a serious face, waiting for the arrival of the president -

in early November, the weather is a little cold, wearing a big sweater, can not completely resist the cold temperature.

Jing bao'er shivers and walks to Song Li Mei.

"Honey, where's your fourth uncle?" Asked song Limei.

Jingbao'er shakes his head calmly. "I don't know. I didn't look at it. It's ha. Why hasn't my fourth uncle come out yet? It's strange..."

"Leisurely, you can urge me again! That's not true Jing Aotian orders coldly.

"Oh, good." Leng leisurely nodded. As soon as he was ready to enter, he saw Jingrong walking towards the door

"Grandfather, my little uncle is here..." Cold leisurely way.

Jing bao'er immediately turned her head and looked at Jing Rong.

In the cold wind, wearing a white shirt and a black suit, he walked towards the crowd with a cool face and a sense of forbidden desire.

His dignified and solemn face is in sharp contrast to when he was just in bed.

Walking in front of everyone, Jing Rong's eyes swept lightly from Jing bao'er's side. Then he stood beside Jing bao'er, looked at Jing Aotian, and explained, "just the arm wound is a little split, so I dealt with it in the room."Listening to his lies and looking at his serious way of telling lies, Jing bao'er chuckles in her heart.

They two, this is not called, secretly?!

"Is it all right now?" Jing Ao asked.

Jing Rong shook his head, "it's OK."

Jing bao'er stood beside him, looking at his dripping expression, his eyes began to smile.

Pretend!

Ya, I can pretend!

Soon, the president's fleet of luxury cars appeared in front of everyone -

a total of eight cars, all black Audi.

People's faces were a little more serious than usual.

After the limousine stopped steadily, a large number of bodyguards took the lead to walk out of the front car and stood in a row on both sides of Jingjia's gate.

After the bodyguard stood up, the last car where president Luo Yaohua was, it seemed, got off the car first, nodded respectfully and opened the door.

Later, Luo Yaohua's figure appeared in the public eye.

He was wearing a black suit, white shirt and black tie. Although he was old, he was still full of air.

After Luo Yaohua got out of the car, another beautiful woman came down.

She was wearing a white dress, a water blue sweater, a snow-white chanel bag, and a pair of white stilettos.

Jing Baoer knows her. She is the youngest daughter of president Luo Yaohua and the younger sister of rolchen. Luo Suran, the first princess of Z country, is 26 years old. She is a famous painter.

Under the attention of the public, Luo Suran walked to Luo Yaohua with a smile, took his hand, and walked with him to the public.

"Mr. President Welcome to my humble home. " Jing Aotian said, then extended his hand to Luo Yaohua.

Luo Yaohua shook hands with him with a smile.

Later, Luo Yaohua looks at Jingrong and shakes hands with her politely.

"Suran, I haven't seen you this year, but you are more and more beautiful It seems that the feng shui of F country is very nurturing. " Jing Aotian looks at Luo Suran and says.