Her novel is not finished yet
She hasn't made much money after so many years of study
She's not married yet
She hasn't had a baby yet
But she's going to belch!
Crying for a long time, pressure in the heart of the knot dispersed a lot.
You had a heavy breath and began to undress.
One, two, all fell to the ground.
Thinking about why the duckling hasn't come, she just went to the bathroom to have a bath.
I'm a clean baby. I hope the duckling is also a clean duckling.
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on the other side, Rong Chen had a small gathering with several friends.
A group of men and women sitting in the card seat of the nightclub, a bright, colorful, money.
"Rong Shao, the matter of drug investment this time..."
Rong Chen didn't make a sound. The eyes under the golden frame lens fell by the bar in the distance. I didn't know what I was thinking.
A few men are still complimenting what, women frequently in the dark.
Rong Chen suddenly put down his glass, got up and walked towards the bar.
Several men and women looked at each other at the card seat, and someone caught up with him and said, "little, but what's wrong with it?"
Rong Chen returned to his senses and laughed at him and said in a warm voice, "I'm sorry, it's a little personal. Maybe we'll get together another day. "
"It doesn't matter It doesn't matter. Your business is more important. You should be busy first. "
Thank you very much Rong Chen nodded slightly and went to the bar.
As soon as the manager saw that he was Rong Chen, he was respectful and said cautiously, "rongshao, are you
"What's the name of the woman in the red dress just now?" Rong Chen asked.
The manager to Jun, can say is fresh in memory, but some for: "this That woman should be here for the first time. We haven't found out yet. "
Rong Chen did not embarrass him, but continued: "what did you say to her?"
The manager's smile was a little awkward, but he still told the conversation he had just finished.
Smell speech, Rong Chen Wen voice thanks, turn to go upstairs, walk toward room 1699.
Here you had a bath and was wiping his hair. Then he began to think about it.
What if the duckling doesn't look like it?
Will it be too cruel to drive people away?
There was a knock on the door.
Jun, dressed in a milky silk nightgown, stepped on the carpet with bare feet and looked out of the crack of the door.
Well The duckling seems a little handsome.
Oh no, it seems to be very handsome.
It's just It just looks familiar.
Like who?
Jun knocked her head for a long time, but she felt that her head was now like paste. After thinking for a long time, she didn't think of who he looked like?
After careful identification, you opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, Rong Chen's eyes fell on her.
At first sight, the woman's hair was slightly wet. She was wearing a milky silk nightgown. Her two white feet were overlapped on the ground. She was half leaning in front of the door as if she had no bones. She was just like a good girl with thick spectacles.
The gentleman was drunk and looked at him dimly, looked at him up and down, and nodded with satisfaction.
Well, it's good. It's good.
Then she burped her wine and said, "now Ducklings, are they all of this quality? "
Rong Chen looked at her and said slowly, "you're here."
The gentleman frowned, only felt that he called his name appearance, especially familiar.
Tilted his head for a long time, Jun finally remembered something and said intermittently: "well, you and we We allow professor as if, burp... "