Chapter 558： Uncle, are you sorry, go to sleep on the sofa

"You tell me that a pair of shoes is not suitable. You should know it on the first day. You have to wear it for seven years before you say it is not suitable. If I say it, I ’m tired of it. Young little mm ".

The girl's voice filled with indignation kept coming from her chest.

Song Chulang looked down at her eyes and said, "Maybe it's the woman's stubbornness, just like me and you, maybe I will do the same to you in the end".

"You bluff me less, you're not such a person", Lu Qingzheng straightened his eyes and didn't look at him, "If you really dare to stay with me for seven years, there will only be two possibilities in the end, one is that I don't want you, You are smitten with me, the second is that we have a happy and happy family. "

Song Chulang was silent for a while, not sure where she came from.

"Don't look at me like this, we dare to gamble for seven years," Lu Qing raised his eyebrows.

Song Chulang was too lazy to ignore her.

Lu Qingxi smiled proudly, "I know you dare not. After seven years, you are forty-one, all middle-aged uncles. If you have not made good money in these seven years, you must only find two An old woman who is married, but I am only 28 or 9, a woman is mature and beautiful, older men will like it, and younger men will be obsessed. "

"It's a pity you don't want to be a lawyer, you have sharp teeth and sharp teeth", Song Chulang was so angry that she could only light a cigarette to relieve her aggrieved mood.

"Then you don't understand. I don't go. It is to give those in the legal profession less pressure from competitors and give them a little more space for living." Lu Qingxi blew his cowhide without blushing at all.

Song Chulang ignored her voice and smoked.

Lu Qingyan looked up at him. From this angle, he could see his long fingers with smoke and charming and delicate chin. His lips were slightly open, and smoke was coming out of his nose and mouth. "Uncle, why are you so I like smoking, and I taste it. "

She grabbed his hand holding the cigarette, leaned over her mouth and sucked the cigarette holder he had just smoked.

Song Chulang's weirdness grew stronger. He never thought that he would lie in a bed with a girl and let her smoke the cigarette she had smoked. What a kind of intimacy.

After Lu Qingsong took a big sip, the balcony suddenly burst into a smoke and Song Chulang sprayed smoke.

In the smoke, her lips were slightly stretched, her black eyes were bright and blurred, and her lips were plump like petals.

Song Chulang's chest was inexplicably hot with the smoke, and there seemed to be a tenderness in the lower abdomen.

The smoke in his hand shook, and he almost rolled over and pressed her underneath.

But the only reason controlled him, but the outline of his face became heavier because of depression. "Enough, don't make a noise, girls don't smoke."

"It's not fun anymore. I don't like to smoke. It's not interesting." Lu Qingying got down and watched a movie with him again.

Although I have seen it before, being with a man I like is another taste.

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After reading it, Lu Qingshen sighed, "Have you seen the second one, the second one is not as good as the first one, and now the Hong Kong films are gone".

"I don't know," Song Chulang said lightly.

Lu Qingxi shook his head helplessly, "Uncle, you are really an antique, you can't continue like this, your life is really boring."

Song Chulang wanted to refute, but he asked himself that his life was really meaningless and he had never done what he wanted to do.

"Although I am so younger than you, especially those of your age should know more about Hong Kong films," Lu Qing shook his lips, "you can't see it."

"I was reading a book at the time," Song Chulang said lightly, "It is work after reading, and managing such a large company, how can I watch TV leisurely?"

"Then you mean that those big bosses don't want to watch TV." Lu Qingshen dismissed it. "It would be interesting to have someone accompany you to do anything. You would be antique only if you lack that person."

"I'm going to sleep", Song Chulang has refused to communicate with her, "You go to sleep on the sofa."

"Are you teasing me, I have slept with you, now I must be in bed with you", Lu Qingxi climbed up and threw the pillow on the sofa to the bed, lay down and stretched out A big-character lazy waist, "It's so good to have a bed to sleep, no longer have to worry about rolling down."

"You", Song Chulang's temperament, "Don't you feel embarrassed when you sleep with a big man"?

auzw.com "I feel embarrassed, but I know we don't sleep only once, so we should get used to it earlier", Lu Qing smiled and blinked at him, "Uncle, You're sorry, you go to sleep on the sofa. "

"That sofa is too short for me." Song Chulang took a deep breath. This is to be a nesting dove. "Also, this is the room I booked. It is my kindness to keep you."

"Yeah, but am I not your woman anymore?" Lu Qingxi looked at him like an idiot, "don't you think it's too far-fetched to mention those again?"

"Don't be so cheeky," Song Chulang's temple jumped.

"Uncle, we are all our own. When you say that, don't be so reserved. It doesn't matter if you are thick. The me in front of you is the most real me." Lu Qingxi rolled over and closed his eyes. "Quick Sleep, if you don't want to sleep with me, go to the sofa, but don't blame me if you fall at night. "

Song Chulang looked at her with a very satisfied sleep. For a moment, she really wanted to go to sleep on the sofa, but then she thought, this is her own bed, why do you want to let it.

He lay down, depressed.

When I was awake for the first time, a woman was lying on the side of her bed. There was always a scent of fragrance coming over the woman. He said, "In the evening, what else is smeared on the body? It is all fragrance."

Lu Qingxi opened one eye and said scornfully: "Uncle, I haven't wiped anything, don't you know that a woman will have a body fragrance on her, even if you haven't touched a woman before, there are always women around you. Well, I do n’t understand that. ”

Song Chulang turned over and turned off the light, completely disregarding her.

But something like a woman does n’t mean you can ignore her existence. The aroma always penetrates into the nostrils and cannot tell what it smells. It is a bit like a scent of flowers. With the strings in my heart, some of the flavors echoed intermittently in my mind last night. Somehow, my body was a bit uncomfortable.

For men, this discomfort is familiar and painful.

Lu Qingying, because he was too tired last night, and because he hadn't enjoyed such a comfortable bed for a long time, he slept soundly in a few minutes.

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Song Chulang didn't fall asleep until late, causing him to fall asleep the next day. When he woke up, he felt something on his hand.

A thin moan was heard in the ear.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" A soft low breath suddenly floated into the ears.

He seemed to realize something, opened his eyes, and saw the little girl's red face, her eyes blurred, her lips gleaming.

He stayed a bit, and withdrew his hands a little unbelievably. The man stepped back, and when he fell down, he realized that he had just slept on the bedside.

"Uncle, be careful." Lu Qingxi stretched out his hand and grabbed him, but was dragged by him instead.

A "thump" made a loud noise. Song Chulang slept on the carpet first. Lu Qing fell on him. The woman's long hair fell on his face and neck like a tickle. He looked up and saw her support. Sit up.

Every pore in Song Chulang's body seemed to be about to move, and even his throat was very dry.

There was a thought in his mind, trying to throw her on the bed, and then tortured it severely.

But as soon as this thought flashed, he was frightened by the behavior of his beast.

He was not uncomfortable with this kind of thing before, but never like it is now.

"Uncle, I feel the uncle," Lu Qingxi sat up, suddenly raising his eyebrows with a charming red face.

Uncle.

Song Chulang wanted to vomit blood, but felt that he had not been as shameful in this life.

"Uncle, you just don't have the right heart." Lu Qing's white fingertips naughtily scratched his thin lips. "But today it's not working. People are still hurting. It's not going to take a few days."

Song Chulang wanted to go crazy, "I didn't say yes".

"Really, then I may have misunderstood it," said Lu Qingxiong.

Song Chulang really wanted to drill a hole.

Lu Qingying pretended not to see his distress, and continued, "Don't tell me you're hungry, I don't believe it."