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Chapter 155 Xiangxiang Hotel

Chapter 155 Xiangxiang Hotel

"On the street?" Zhang Yiming, who was enjoying the touch, suddenly heard Song Youran's groaning voice, which was like a sleepy voice. He immediately retracted his palm with a startled sound, "Oh! Why did you touch your breasts in the street?"

"Well, you're right, let's go home and continue!" Zhang Yiming said solemnly to Song Youran, and then pulled Song Youran, who had a red face and a slight gasp in his mouth, to the road.

Bian, fortunately no one passed by here during this period, otherwise Zhang Yiming would really feel like he was so embarrassed!

After hailing a taxi, Zhang Yiming pulled Song Youran into the car.

"Little brother, where are you going?" Brother Na turned around and asked with a smile, glancing ambiguously at Zhang Yiming and Song Youran, whose face was red. Song Youran's flushed face seemed to have been seen on his wife's face...

"Go to Qionglou Courtyard." Zhang Yiming said firmly.

"Oh, okay!" Na's brother chuckled, stepped on the accelerator, and ran out.

"You... you're not going to Binhu Villa anymore?" Song Youran asked nervously, this guy is going to Qionglou Courtyard now, is it really just to touch himself?

"I'll take you back first, and then I'll go back! How can I rest assured if you, a girl, go back alone?" Zhang Yiming said with a smile.

"..." Seeing Zhang Yiming's smiling expression, Song Youran's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Could it be that even if Zhang Yiming went to sleep in the Qionglou courtyard tonight, his target would not be Luo Hongying, but himself? Is this... possible?

Too fast?

"Hey, Youran, from now on, you can just follow me and enjoy the food and drink. If you have mine, it's yours!" In the carriage, Zhang Yiming carelessly grabbed Song Youran's hand and said with a smile. The palm of his hand was still pretty.

I rubbed the back of Song Youran's hand obscenely, feeling the delicate and smooth skin on the back of Song Youran's hand. I even touched her breasts. Isn't it too much to touch her hand now?

"..." Listening to Zhang Yiming's careless words, Song Youran felt a bit bitter in his heart. He was eating well and drinking spicy food. It seemed that he had no shortage of food... However, when he pinched himself just now, besides feeling so embarrassed, why did he feel a sense of shame in his heart?

As for the feeling of excitement, there seems to be something comfortable there...

The more Song Youran thought about it, the more blushing she became. At this time, Song Youran had no trace of the black cat at all, and she was completely like an emotional and normal little woman...

"Hey/liemeitaohuayun/luck in beauty hunting/a!" Along the way, Zhang Yiming stared at Song Youran's feverishly red face and laughed. For such a simple beauty who has no experience in the world, she is definitely a man hunting for beauty.

The dream beauty, especially, this woman seems to be really following him wholeheartedly, otherwise, how could she be so courageous to hand over her breasts?

When they arrived at Qionglou Courtyard, Zhang Yiming paid the fare and took Song Youran out of the car.

"You...you really don't want to go back?" When he got out of the car and saw the gate of the Qionglou courtyard, Song Youran asked in a low voice like a mosquito. Moreover, there was a trace of it in that voice.

The vibrato sounded like he was feeling a little nervous.

Zhang Yiming's eyes flashed, and when he saw Song Youran's shy and nervous look, he couldn't help but feel dizzy, his lustful eyes narrowed and he said with a smile: "Yeah, I won't go back tonight, I will sleep here.

Well, you are willing to be my woman, so what are you afraid of? Well, you shouldn't not welcome me, right? You said it before, but if you drive me back now, I won't agree."

"I...I asked you to come to Luo Hongying before!" Song Youran said anxiously. Could it be that Zhang Yiming really targeted himself? What...what should I do? Could it be that he really has to hand over the sword tonight?

Did you give it to Zhang Yiming?

It's not that Song Youran is unwilling, it's just that when a woman reaches this moment, she will be a little nervous, and she wants to refuse but welcome, which may be her real psychology at the moment. She also wants to get Zhang Yiming's favor, but she is also afraid of that moment.

is coming!

"I don't care about that. I'm only interested in you now. Tonight, you must accompany me. Hehe, my flame is rising because of you. How can you let others extinguish it?" Zhang Yiming said with a smile.

, then took a look at the direction of the gate of the community, and said: "Let's go, sooner or later there will be a day, come early, come late, isn't it the same? And, come tonight, it's a good deal for you!"

"Okay... okay!" Zhang Yiming pulled her hand toward the Qionglou courtyard, and Song Youran could only respond shyly. Just as Zhang Yiming said, sooner or later, she wants to be Zhang Yiming's woman.

!Sooner or later, what does it matter!

Hearing Song Youran's low voice, Zhang Yiming was stunned. Did this woman really agree? So easy to talk to? I originally just said it as a joke...

Damn it, I can’t refuse now! Otherwise, won’t it be very hurtful? Well, it will definitely hurt the girl’s heart. How can I, a good man, make a good girl heartbroken?!

laugh!

When they arrived at the Qionglou courtyard, Zhang Yiming paused, and Song Youran's footsteps also stopped.

"What's wrong?" Song Youran asked with some confusion.

"I'll turn off the phone, hehe!" Zhang Yiming chuckled, and then took out his mobile phone from his pocket. He hadn't seen the missed call from Ouyang Mingyu's girl. Zhang Yiming was a little strange. Could it be that this girl didn't care about him at all?

Are you worried? However, at this moment, Zhang Yiming hopes that Ouyang Mingyu will be less concerned about him. Well, it is best not to think of him this night... Go home by yourself tomorrow, and don't ask about what happened when you didn't come back all night...



After pressing the hang-up button for a long time, Zhang Yiming's cell phone rang with a burst of ringtones and was turned off instantly. This was to prevent Ouyang Mingyu from suddenly calling when he was excited. In that case, Zhang Yiming felt that his kind little heart,

It must be very stressful!

"Hey, turn it off, let's go." Zhang Yiming put the turned off mobile phone back into his pocket and pulled Song Youran towards the road next to the Qionglou courtyard, making Song Youran shocked again/iziqingcheng/He came from

Qingcheng Quanfang Reading/a.

"No, are we going in the wrong direction? That's the way home!" Song Youran pointed to the door of the community and said.

"Stupid woman. Tonight we both have to solve a problem for the first time, how can we do it at home? There are two women there. How can we have fun in order to prevent them from eavesdropping? Besides, if I

If she says that to you in front of Hongying, she will feel sour in her heart." Zhang Yiming rolled his eyes and said. How come this woman is so smart sometimes and so stupid sometimes!

"Then...then where are you going to take me?" Although Song Youran felt that Zhang Yiming's words were reasonable, she still didn't know where Zhang Yiming was going to take her. It was dark outside. Could it be that he was going to take her to the park?

Can't play in the field? But this is my first time. Is it okay to go to a place like that?

Just when Song Youran felt a little aggrieved, Zhang Yiming squeezed her little hand, smiled obscenely, and said, "If you're not at home, of course I'm going to check out a room. Is it possible that we can still do that on the street?"

I remember there is a nice hotel in front of me, let’s sleep there tonight! It’s quiet, clean, and there’s a big round bed, hehe, it’s very atmospheric!”

Listening to Zhang Yiming's extremely lewd laughter and lewd expression, Song Youran's face turned even redder. Will tonight be a good night? With just herself and this man, it seems like it will be a good time...

Xiangxiang Hotel.

"Beauty, can you get the best and most romantic room here?" Zhang Yiming pulled the somewhat embarrassed Youran to the front desk of the hotel and said with a smile to the lady at the front desk.

"Yes! There is a 988 deluxe suite, do you think so? This is also the most expensive room here." The receptionist glanced at Zhang Yiming and Song Youran rather ambiguously, and deliberately used the word 'most expensive'

He thinks a lot about it and obviously knows how to cooperate with male customers and please women.

Generally, when a woman comes to rent a house with a man, she must let the man give her the best environment. In fact, sometimes the quality of the environment directly affects the woman's mood during sex. If a man takes a woman with him because he is reluctant to part with money,

If you ask for a room that costs 20 yuan a night, the woman might just fall on the bed and go to sleep, with all the passion and emotion gone!

"Okay! Since this is the best for you, let's take this room! Sister, give me a room!" Seeing that the front desk lady was quite smart, Zhang Yiming affectionately called her sister.

"Hehe, okay, I'll be there soon. Please show me your ID cards." The lady at the front desk said with a smile.

"ID card, okay." Zhang Yiming immediately took out his ID card and handed it to the girl at the front desk. Song Youran also took out his ID card from the small wallet in his pocket. Fortunately, these days, basically everyone can go out at any time.

If you bring an ID card, if you can't book a room because you don't have an ID card, Zhang Yiming will really hit a wall!

"Hehe, okay. You two can go directly to the third floor! Room 302 is yours. Here is the key." The girl at the front desk handed a key to Zhang Yiming and said with a smile.

"Oh, thank you." Zhang Yiming took the key, took Song Youran's hand, and said with a smile: "Youran, let's go up! A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, so we can't waste it!"

"..." Song Youran's face was so red that it went into her neck. The front desk lady looked at the two of them ambiguously, covered her mouth and snickered, but she didn't look surprised. As a hotel front desk lady, she had seen room reservations.

I don’t know how many boyfriends and girlfriends there are.

The scale of this hotel is indeed good. There is also a built-in elevator in the lobby. After the two of them took the elevator directly to the third floor, Zhang Yiming was looking for his 302 with excitement, and at the same time he was shouting in his heart

A voice: After tonight, I will no longer be my first brother. Those innocent years can only be used to recall...


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