Chapter 223: I won’t let you kiss me later.

Song’s worry-free heartbeat speeded up.

She opened her face and sneered at it. "Your body and heart are worthless."

Gu Yu’s slender fingers, gently pinching her chin, moved her face and looked at him.

"Do you dare say that I am worthless?"

Song Wu is calmly confronted with him. "Why don't you dare?"

"You are bolder and bigger." Gu Yu's lips, bad smile: "Get a penalty."

"How..." penalty.

The words don't wait for her to finish, the man's head is low, the thin lips, and her two soft lips are close together.

Mom, I was kissed again! ! !

Song has no eyes on his eyes, his brain instantly crashes, and he looks at the face that is close at hand.

Xu Jing saw it, hey, he was so shy.

Such a shameful thing is not suitable for her to see, she quietly retired.

Afraid of her avoiding, Gu Yu a palm, holding her back face spoon.

Kiss, deepen.

The long tongue went straight in and plundered her city.

He sucked and licked her, so it was not fun.

Song Wushou’s brain was blank and his heart jumped wildly.

The stiff body is getting softer and softer, and the breathing is getting more and more urgent...

After a fierce kiss, Gu Yu slowed down.

He is like a dessert, gently sucking.

It was not until Song Wu’s breathing was smooth, and the brain of the crash was resurrected, and she pushed him away.

She blushes and glares at him: "Gu Yu, this is working time!"

Gu Yu is shameless: "The site is mine, I have the final say."

"People are mine, and you won't be allowed to kiss me later."

Gu Yu hooked her lips and looked at her voluptuously: "Who said it? Your people are also mine."

Song Wuxi grabbed the clutch and didn't swear at him: "Don't you go to dinner?"

Get up and walk out of the office.

Gu Yudi smiled and saw her back in a hurry because of embarrassment. He couldn’t help but laugh a few times and was in a good mood.

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The next day, Song Wushou wanted to give her clothes to Mrs.

Gu Yu is going to meet a very important customer today.

But I personally sent her to Mrs. Er’s villa.

Song Wuxi took the clothes and got off the bus. Gu Yu looked at her: "When will I go back, give me a call in advance."

"Good." After Song Worry got out of the car, the villa door opened, and Mrs. Er personally came out to meet Song Wushou.

Today, Mrs. Err wears a big red cheongsam.

The big red is worn on her, not vulgar and not ostentatious, but makes her more noble and dignified.

When you raise your hand, you will reveal a quiet and elegant taste.

"Mr. Ander." Song saw her with no worries, and her eyes were bright, and the dark beauty passed a touch of stunning.

Mrs. Chelsea is the woman she has seen, not many.

Fifty and sixty years old, still well maintained, fair-skinned, like a woman in her forties.

"The last time you came, just drink chrysanthemum tea, I think you should love chrysanthemums, I have already made tea for you, and prepared a snack." Mrs. Er came forward and eagerly took Song’s hand to laugh. Road.

"Cheongsam is done, I believe that wearing it on you is better than the one you wear now." Song Wuyou said confidently.

"From your hand, it must look good."

Two people chilled back to the living room.

Shepherd learned tea, and heard that Mrs. Er said that there are important guests, she deliberately cooked tea and entertained.

Hearing Mrs. Er’s voice, Shepherd looked up with a smile and saw that the person who came with Mrs. Er’s wife was Song Wuyou, and the smile of her husband’s mouth was stiff.

Isn’t this Mrs. Song’s worry?