She could only let someone say a word like this, and then she would have to bend down stupidly and beg for help.
Li slowly ran towards the stairs in a hurry, tears falling uncontrollably.
In her panic, she accidentally stumbled and the old bag in her hand fell to the ground. Her eyes were filled with tears and she couldn't see anything clearly. She just packed it up indiscriminately and ran downstairs quickly.
Gao Ce then gently picked up Wang Qianqing, entered the house, poured a glass of milk, handed it to Wang Qianqing, and then asked casually: "Qianqing, do you also look like this in a third-rate magazine?"
"Ce, women love gossip, so I know how to take a look." Wang Qianqing said softly.[
Gao Ce glanced at his head and said nothing.
"Ce, if you're unhappy, I'll just ignore it."
After saying that, Wang Qianqing put the milk on the heavy glass table, and moved towards Gao Ce as softly as if she were boneless.
He hugged his neck and said ambiguously and softly: "Ce, shall we continue?"
In that case, the charm is revealed.
If a woman takes the initiative, why should Gao Ce push her away?
What's more, he was originally a romantic man. To find Wang Qianqing to be her boyfriend was to find a bed partner and spend huge sums of money every month. He would not be sorry for his own money.
Hearing the woman's hint, Gao Ce bent down and pressed on the woman with a sexy and deadly force.
The woman stretched her legs, hooked Gao Ce's waist, and restlessly touched the man's tight and elastic skin with her fingers.
Desire is performed unscrupulously in a luxurious room
Wang Qianqing was nestled on the big bed, looking at Gao Ce with charming eyes.
Gao Ce quickly put on his clothes, bent down, kissed Wang Qianqing's eyes, and said in a soft and sexy voice, "Qianqing, I'm going home, you rest first, and I'll pick you up for dinner in the afternoon."
Wang Qianqing nodded, then covered her mouth, yawned, and said, "I'm a little sleepy too."
Gao Ce nodded, opened the two huge doors, and the footsteps gradually faded away.
Wang Qianqing stared at the door. In Nuo Da's room, it was eerily quiet.
After a long while, Wang Qianqing turned over and stared at the ceiling. After another long while, the phone rang.