Zhou Guangtao's friend knows that now he wants to save He Yufan, there is only one prescription -that is Zhou Guangtao.
He Yufan is a powerful man in Zhou Guangtao, and the ambiguousness of their relationship in the circle is also unknown. This friend wants to stay here again. It is inconvenient.
He filmed Zhou Guangtao's shoulder very much, "Guangtao, I am leaving first, I will wait for you on the yacht, and I will call me."
Gui, anger, Zhou Guangtao blushed for a while, white for a while, listening to his friends, he just nodded blankly. His friends left and packed their rooms to the door.
Zhou Guangtao picked up He Yufan on the ground, and found that she was hot, her eyes were very obsessed, and she murmured. The wisdom was already in a half -coma state, as if caused by what medicine was taken.
He scolded Fang Jianghai in his heart. This old animal. He was born, and he couldn't die. He called up on his mouth: "Yu Fan, Yu Fan, you wake up, you wake up?"
The people in their arms did not speak, the whole body became more and more hot, and her mouth was breathing rapidly. Zhou Guangtao saw that He Yufan seemed to be thirsty and wanted to find her water.
Buried in his arms, his forehead kept randomly.
Zhou Guangtao sighed, thinking that at this time to get cold water to make He Yufan sober, it would be better.
He gritted his teeth and took a lot of effort to pick up He Yufan. It was not that He Yufan was too heavy, but his hand was shaking.
Zhou Guangtao hugged He Yufan on the big bed, wet the towel in the bathroom to wipe her head, wipe her face, neck, hand, feet ... just like that night, she took care of her drunk herself, meticulous, patient.
He Yufan was wiped out by cold water, and it really had a moment of quiet, and her body no longer messy her girl. The fascinating eyes seemed to want to open it, but after a few times, it was tired again.
Zhou Guangtao reluctantly reluctantly breathed and sat next to He Yufan to the bed.
He Yufan was lying there unconsciously at this time. The bright face was a little embarrassed, his eyes were closed, and the long eyelashes trembled lightly, like the fragile wings of butterflies in the wind, a long hair scattered on the white pillow, the clothes on your body, the clothes on your body, the clothes on your body.
San breaking, covering a thin quilt, it looks very fragile, pitiful.
Zhou Guangtao remembered the appearance of her bright and bright; I remembered that she and herself cooperated with her tacit understanding and blinking playfully; I thought of her for a single business for herself.
Jelly pant again, charming style ...
He closed his eyes in pain.
If it wasn't for what happened before, when He Yufan accepted this invitation of Fang Jianghai, he would accompany her kindly to her to prevent her from taking risks alone.
It will be unscrupulous, and it is easy.
He knew that He Yufan still had affection for himself, and he was afraid that if he had no relationship, he was afraid that his care would expand this feeling. He would rather be ruthless and ruthless.
But I did not expect that such a thing happened.
When Zhou Guangtao was regretful, He Yufan twisted again, his lips trembled slightly, making a intermittent low groan, a low sound of a low sound, listening to his ears, exchanging exchanges. The soul.
It seems that the cold water just let her relieve it.
Zhou Guangtao tried to make He Yufan wake up, patted her face, and called, "Yu Fan, you wake up, you wake up ..."
He Yufan felt Zhou Guangtao's touch, and she was shaking all over. She seemed to seek warm children, holding Zhou Guangtao's arm, and then like a beautiful snake, twisting her waist and climbing up.
Touching anxiously, and kissed around with no mouth.
"Yu Fan, Yu Fan!" Zhou Guangtao was ashamed by He Yufan's complexion, and hurriedly reached out to block her movement.
But He Yufan struggled like crazy, and her clothes had just been scattered by her own. At this time, she struggled again, revealing her half crispy.
In front of it.
Zhou Guangtao was stiff, forcing herself to look away, pulled He Yufan's clothes, pushed her on the big bed, and went to the bathroom to get cold water.
He Yufan continued to twist on the big bed and yelled. At this moment, she was like a puppet man who was firmly controlled by the soul. Everything was faced with people, and it was not perceived at all.
After Zhou Guangtao wiped He Yufan's face with a wet towel, she opened her fascinated eyes, and her consciousness was awake for a moment. She looked at the people around her, and said dumbly, "Guangtao Brother, you ..."
"It's me, Yu Fan, I'm here, it's okay!" Zhou Guangtao hugged He Yufan into his arms distressedly. He wanted to comfort her.
Who knows, as soon as He Yufan's body came into contact with his body, he immediately responded again, twisted his waist in pain, and he was immersed with dense sweat beads on his forehead. His face was red and his hair was messy.
Touch.
"Yu Fan, Yu Fan, you wake up, you wake up ..." Zhou Guangtao looked at He Yufan's painful look, shouted her anxiously, stroking her face.
He Yufan was obviously not satisfied with such a touch, and she pulled Zhou Guangtao's hand to her chest, and she still unconsciously made a fragmented groan.
Zhou Guangtao was hit by a lightning, and even his breath was held. Her hand grasped his hand, his hands touched a soft skin, and he was so proud that he was fully prepared early to welcome his love.
Then, then
He Yufan was crazy, pulling Zhou Guangtao's hand in one hand, holding her stupid Zhou Guangtao's neck unconsciously, kissed hard, and the extremely smart tongue stunned and sucked, like Zhou Guangtao relieved her pain on her body.
The elixir.
Zhou Guangtao was not Liu Xiahui, nor was he elm. He was wrapped around by such a graceful body. He had a man's normal response.
He Yufan's breath is still familiar. He has loved every inch of every point on her body. This woman once gave him the best time in his life.
In this life, I have worked hard.
The charming twist, the excited panting gasp, Zhou Guangtao's body of the knife and gun also collapsed. He kissed He Yufan, the anti -customers, all the way down, from the neck to the collarbone, to the chest ...
He Yufan's hotness seemed to be relieved. This kiss made her very comfortable, constantly moving, thin brunt, and not light force, like pouring cool water on her hot skin, refreshing.