That night, Ling Shaofeng had a dream. He dreamed that he and his beloved woman, Tong Jiaqian, whom he thought about day and night, were embracing each other on a large grassland, passionate, passionate, and lingering.
After so much suffering and pain, so many days and nights, Ling Shaofeng finally got Tong Jiaqian, and finally had sex, breasts, and intercourse with his beloved woman, and his body and mind became one. From then on, this woman would never be able to do anything again.
After being snatched away by others, she will never be harmed by anyone again. From tonight on, she belongs to him, completely belongs to him.
Ling Shaofeng's heart was filled with passion, pain and tears, joy and happiness were mixed, and he had all kinds of mixed feelings. He caressed the white and tender body of his beloved woman tirelessly, kissed her greedily over and over again, and burst out with passion again and again, shouting tirelessly in his mouth.
With: "Jia Qian, Jia Qian... I love you... I want you to belong to me..."
Suddenly, Ling Shaofeng was startled, and Tong Jiaqian disappeared under him. He was shocked, sat up suddenly, and shouted anxiously: "Jiaqian, Jiaqian..."
Then Ling Shaofeng opened his eyes, sweating profusely and gasping for air. When he woke up, he realized that it was a dream, a complex dream that was a mixture of sweet dreams and nightmares. In the dream, he got Tong Jiaqian, but in the blink of an eye, he got Tong Jiaqian.
Qian disappeared, and he was flustered and at a loss.
"Jia Qian, Jia Qian, don't go, you belong to me..." Ling Shaofeng murmured to himself, slapped his forehead with one hand, fell heavily on the bed, turned over, and used the other
But his arm was placed on a warm object. Ling Shaofeng was startled and opened his eyes suddenly for the second time. This time he was completely confused. He saw a woman sleeping next to him, staring at her.
He was holding him, and his arm happened to be resting on the woman's white and tender breasts. Holy shit, no wonder it was so warm. It turned out to be a woman's breasts...
"Jia Qian..." Ling Shaofeng screamed instinctively, thinking of Tong Jiaqian in his dream just now. Could it be that the dream has become reality and Jia Qian is really by his side?
Ling Shaofeng's blood surged up and he shook his head violently. He looked carefully and was disappointed. The woman sleeping next to him was not Tong Jiaqian.
Ling Shaofeng suddenly sat up from the bed: "Damn, where am I? What's going on?"
Then he turned his attention to the naked girl sleeping next to him. The girl kept looking at him with her eyes wide open without blinking, until their eyes met, and the girl just...
He screamed, sat up suddenly, and then pulled the quilt to cover his naked body.
Their eyes met, and both of them were stunned.
"Who are you?" The girl's eyes were filled with fear, surprise, anxiety, and anger.
"Me? I'm Mo Shaocong, uh, no, I'm Ling Shaofeng..." Ling Shaofeng said, and then asked the girl in surprise: "You, who are you?"
The girl did not answer him, but racked her brains to recall what happened last night. Suddenly, the girl seemed to think of something. Last night, she fell in love and went to Mandala to drink alone. She drank a lot.
She was drunk and unconscious, then woke up and was put into a taxi by a man, and then...and then she couldn't remember anything.
Ling Shaofeng also suddenly realized, well...this girl is the drunk girl he sent to the hotel last night. Damn it, it turned out that he was not dreaming just now, but he was actually embracing a woman and making love.
Passion bursts out, but this woman is not Tong Jiaqian, but the drunk girl with short hair, rub...