Chapter 57： : He was suppressed in the spring night

He froze and let her hands get into the clothes.

Her hands were cold, and he was about to move when she pressed his shoulder with one hand.

Like a fairy, she sat weakly on his belly: "Don't move." Her lips were slightly cold, and she covered his ears, "I want to do whatever I want to you."

A fire began to burn from the lower abdomen.

She told him not to move and began to unbutton his neckline.

He really didn't move, lying down obediently, just let her do whatever he wanted. From beginning to end, he was crushed underneath, panting hard when she made him more ill.

After it was over, he was sweating, she was lying on him, smiling badly, her hands were not good, and she was still messing around on him.

"Want more?"

When he opened his mouth, his voice was utterly dumb: "Yes."

She is like a triumphant little fox, she gently scratched his chest with a finger: "Then let me do whatever I want?"

This fairy, do you want to kill him?

He said, "Let."

She laughed, kissed him on the lips, turned him over, let him kneel down...

Outside the window, there was a thunder.

Jiang Zhi sat up abruptly, panting like a fish lacking water. His cheeks flushed and his eyes were dull. After half a minute, he lifted the quilt and looked down.

"Fuck!"

For many years, I haven't had such a dream.

Chunmeng, he can tolerate it, but he was suppressed the whole time, and he was still so shameless... His heart had a mouthful of blood, a real effort. This effort is her-Zhou Xufang.

There was no rain outside, only thunder. The light of dawn was enveloped by large black clouds. It was gray. After ten minutes, the rain began to fall. Jiang Zhi was not sleepy, sitting up, listening to the rain hitting the windowsill, thinking It's hard to rest for a long time

This winter rain lasted for three days, and Zhou Xufang fell into his dream every night.

Even Xue Baoyi could see that Jiang Zhi's complexion was very bad. Before Xue Jia's birthday party was halfway through, he couldn't see other people's shadows. After looking around, he found that he was sleeping in the lounge.

The man didn't fall asleep either, and was lying down in a daze.

"Jianzhi."

"Ok."

He looked weak.

Xue Baoyi was worried, and called Xue Bingxue over: "Uncle, show him quickly." She was very sick.

Xue Bingxue passed Jiang Zhi's pulse.

"The pulse condition is chaotic, and the body is seriously deficient." Xue Bingxue asked him, "What have you done these days?"

What have you done?

Have a spring dream!

Jiang Zhi stood up and sat up: "Nothing." The tone was very ordinary, as if he was narrating something that was already taken for granted, "I just like people and I like getting sick."

Uncle Xue's nephew: "..."

They all knew that Jiang Zhi had been thinking about a woman, but they didn't expect him to be so confused.

Xue Baoyi was still a little unbelievable: "Is it really broken?"

"Ok."

"I really like her so much?"

Jiang Zhi struggled for a second, and then recognized: "...Hmm." Otherwise, it would not have been three nights in a row, and she would be suppressed by every night, and this half of his life must be explained to her. Up.

Gee.

Really!

To tell the truth, Xue Baoyi is a bit sour. How can they say that their buddies have held Jiang Zhi this little beauty in their palms for so many years. After only a few days, they have been taken away by someone else’s pig. He is emotional. Thousands.

However, Jiang Zhi's 10,000-year-old iron tree finally bloomed for a second time. He is a brother. How can he break his peach blossoms? You must support him: "Don't persuade, it's a big deal, isn't it just like a girl." Must help Make suggestions, "Brother Zhi, don't think about it, chase after you if you like it. You can't teach you."

In other words, his second master Xue is also out of fame.

Xue Baoyi became more and more energetic: "Do you want me to teach you something—"

Jiang Zhi got up and left.

"Where are you going?"

He went to a beauty salon called Fairy Xiafan at No. 43 Qamdo Road.

"You are..." Cheng Xin, the owner and chief hair stylist, was a little hard to recognize, "Director Jiang?"

Jiang Zhi doesn't show up much in public, but his face is unforgettable. Cheng Xin suspected that he was dazzled, how come such a big Buddha came to his ruined temple.

"Shhh." Ah Wan gave a low-key look.

It really is!

Cheng Xin was flattered and greeted the people quickly: "Director Jiang, are you here... to make your hair?"

"Ok."

He was absent-minded, staring at the poster at the door.

Cheng Xin didn't understand what the boss meant by condescending and degrading. He weighed it over and asked, "Then what kind of hairstyle do you want to have, Director Jiang?"

Jiang Zhi retracted his gaze: "Zhou Xu spinning the same paragraph."

Cheng Zincian: "Huh?"

"The poster at the door." Jiang Zhi pointed, "Dye me the same color as hers."

The great director seems to be in a good mood. Although his face is sickly and his eyes are blue and gray, his eyes are energetic, his lips are red and his skin is white and his eyes are charming. It is really a good skin. Stained with matte blue?"

Jiang Zhi scanned the chair.

Ah Wan quickly put a clean handkerchief on it.

Jiang Zhi sat down: "Yeah."

Matte blue is the hot hair color in the store recently, but most of the people who come to dye it are young people from the society. Cheng Zinc feels that it is not suitable for Jiang Zhi’s identity, so he objectively suggested: "Guide Jiang, or you should take a look again, this I'm afraid the color—"

Jiang Zhi didn't change his expression, and interrupted: "I'm in a hurry, hurry up and dye."

A big director, the favorite color of scumbags dyed in matte blue is really a bit...

Four hours later.

Cheng Xin was truly beautiful by his own work: "amazing!"

Oh my god, this is too pretty!

Dye it!

Dye it!

Jiang Zhi, who closed his eyes and meditation all the way, opened his eyes, not very energetic, a little lazy, and asked dumbly: "It looks good?"

Cheng Xin nodded fiercely.

To be honest, after Zhou Xufang, he once again refreshed his understanding of matte blue.

There are many men who come to the store to make matte blue. The dyed effect looks good and looks good, but there is always a three-point turbulence. Unlike Jiangzhi, the skin and bones are well born. This gray matte blue is set against those pairs. In the eyes of the hooker, desire and restraint, the grandeur of the family, showing two demon, but not tacky.

At this point, there is no one else in the store.

Cheng Xin had no scruples: "Director Jiang, you are the most beautiful cub in this area when you go out!"

On the side, Awan and You Rongyan, who have a heavy view of honor and disgrace, immediately answered: "Of course, our boss's face is looking at the entire imperial capital, and that is also invincible."

Although he has a bad temper, his face is definitely resistant.

"Since it looks good," Jiang Zhi stood up, walked to the mirror, and dialed the hair before his forehead, "Can you be a model in the store?"

A faint misty blue was added to the watery peach blossom eyes, and when he raised his eyes to look at people, people were panicked.

Cheng Xin was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

"Give me the poster at the door. The price is up to you." Jiang Zhi said, "You can also post my picture as a model."

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When Ah Wan came to pick up the employer in the morning, he discovered something.

Ah Wan: Boss, why are you washing the sheets?

Jiang Zhi: You can control it!

President Gu: Shameless!

Cavan Cavan Cavan... Inspiration was messed up by this spring dream.