Ouyang Yan never thought that Zhou Fuhai had ulterior motives for her. Looking at his sanctimonious and serious look, she couldn't imagine what he would think of her. She took him back to her house. Ouyang Yan watched Zhou Fuhai close the door.
I felt a little uneasy.
"Why should we close the door?" Ouyang Yan
"You want our affairs to be known to the whole world?" Zhou Fuhai said: "It is normal for us to close our doors."
"Oh." Ouyang Yan nodded and sat quietly in a room with few furnishings.
"Still want to get to know me?" Zhou Fuhai got closer to Ouyang Yan.
"Well, even as a friend, I should get to know you." Ouyang Yan said.
"I think you should get to know my body first." When Zhou Fuhai said this, he pounced on me like a wolf.
"You, you said, don't do anything." Ouyang Yan was so frightened that she hurriedly stretched out her hands to push Zhou Fuhai's body.
"Do you believe what I say?" Zhou Fuhai has never been the kind to let the duck fly. He tore Ouyang Yan's clothes while kissing her cheek: "If you want to understand me, you must first learn about my body.
Start to understand and see if the sizes of my models below are suitable for you?"
"No, no, it's not suitable for me, don't do this." Ouyang Yan is a weak woman after all. How could she have the strength to stop Zhou Fuhai? She soon became soft and fell down. On the one hand, it was also because she was a widow.
After not being cared for by a man for a long time, her body will inevitably be much more sensitive than those of women who are fucked every day.
"You'll know after you try it. Weren't you very happy last time? You can do it this time too." Zhou Fuhai became more aggressive and soon tore off all Ouyang Yan's clothes, leaving Ouyang Yan with no strength left.
He struggled and lay completely underneath Zhou Fuhai's body.
Zhou Fuhai saw that she was much more honest, and knew that she had accepted him consciously, so he became more vigorous. What Zhou Fuhai wanted was just two people to be together. He didn't want to nor would he think about it. If one day, Ouyang
What would it be like for Yan to take responsibility for himself? After taking off all the restraints of the two, Zhou Fuhai lay on the still trembling Ouyang Yan's body and walked together in the clouds and rain.
Once a lonely body meets an equally lonely body, the collision is so beautiful. At least, Zhou Fuhai feels very comfortable when he is with Ouyang Yan. Although she is the same as Lu Ping, she is much shyer than her.
It is the same in life. This is what Zhou Fuhai likes about her. Especially now, even though she is very comfortable, she has been holding back, gritting her teeth and being silent. She has been like this from beginning to end, as delicate as
Like a flower that has just bloomed, it blooms quietly under Zhou Fuhai's body.
Before he finished, Zhou Fuhai's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Ling Xiaogang's friend's call. Zhou Fuhai didn't answer the call. He probably wanted to tell him that Ouyang Yan was raped by someone in the room.
If I had known about Ta, I should have said my name just now to let him know that Ouyang Yan was the one who caused the disaster.
The other party only called once. When Zhou Fuhai didn't answer the phone, he hung up and then sent him a message: Someone entered Ouyang Yan's room and was doing that kind of thing. When his message was sent, Zhou Fuhai was in the room.
Ouyang Yan worked selflessly and didn't take it to heart at all.
Ouyang Yan was curious. While Zhou Fuhai was exercising tirelessly, she endured the feeling of comfort and picked up Zhou Fuhai's mobile phone and took a look. Her eyes were shining, but she didn't say anything. She quietly put down the mobile phone, her eyes leaving.
Staring at Zhou Fuhai in front of him.
It wasn't until Zhou Fuhai finished his final attack that Ouyang Yan pushed away Zhou Fuhai, who was lying in front of him, and wrote lightly: "You sent me to monitor me?"
"No." Zhou Fuhai said while wiping the mess on his body.
"Really do not have?"
"Really not." Zhou Fuhai denied absentmindedly.
"Then what does your message mean? Who knew you were in my room? And that person must not have seen you. If he didn't see you, how did he know there was someone in my room?" Ouyang Yan asked a series of questions.