Between her teeth, there is a faint taste of cream, which is not as sweet as words.
Unconsciously, he had fallen into it, and the kiss became urgent and deep.
Far from this, not to satisfy him, kissing her, his palm has released the spoon, came over to her, fell on her waist, then drilled in from the T -shirt, crossed her ribs clearly
The back of the back, later he encountered obstacles, and did not pull the territory and pulled it off twice without pulling down. His finger was used to pull his inner shoulder strap and pulled it down.
Nympho
The housekeeper came in from the outside of the restaurant and saw this scene, busy hanging down his face.
"Sir, the car is ready."
Hearing the sound of the housekeeper, the two had returned to God at the same time.
Beichen gasped raised his face from the neck of the purple pupil, and quickly tightened the shirt on her body.
"go out!"
The housekeeper is busy exiting the door.
You can almost eat the bed | bed. This guy seems to be more anxious than before. Inner | clothes have been torn out by him. Fortunately, she still has his shirt, otherwise she will go away.
Zitong was busy up, "I go upstairs to change clothes ..."
"I will send you up." Carefully helped her to put the buttons of the shirt from the neckline to the bottom. All of them tied them one by one, and Beichen took her out of the restaurant and sent it back to the guest room. "Today's board of directors is very important, I can't be absent.
"
Try to control himself not to see her, he opened the door and walked out.
Looking at the door closed, Zitong realized that he was explaining to her that his subtext was self -evident. If it was not because of the board of directors, he would definitely not stop.
With a smile, Zitong quickly got up, took a new inside, came over, and put the clothes out again.
Her eyes swept over her bloody lips that he kissed, and Beichen was a strange throbbing. She was busy looking back and turned to go downstairs.
Get his expression in his eyes, Zitong smiled at himself, and went downstairs with him.
Outside the door, Mercedes -Benz has been waiting. In addition to this car, there is also a Mercedes -Benz car guard.
Although he doesn't know who his identity is, he can see that he still has an extraordinary identity.
The housekeeper opened the door, and the two sat in the back seat of the Mercedes -Benz car.
When Zitong was sitting, he recognized the driver at a glance (that is, Zi, because this is a son, so he uses a sub -apprentice, North Beibei). She immediately showed a smile at the back -view mirror.
The son -in -law saw her smile and hesitated, and then Mumu took the corner of the lip, revealing a very awkward smile.
Zi Tong made a smile, "How many years have you not laughed?"
The son -in -law thought very seriously, and then answered seriously, "I haven't laughed after 9 years old, and it has been 15 years now."
The purple apprentice became a son -in -law, but he was still a bit dull.
What else did she say, a tight waist was pulled by Beichen, sitting next to him next to him, his fingers lifted, and he already pressed a button to isolate the partition between the front seat and the rear cabin.
, Blocking the ancestors in front.
He didn't like her talking to other men, and he didn't like her laughing at other men, even if it was a son.
"You are mine."
Zitong turned his face and looked at the side of Beichen on the side of his body.
Change the hairstyle and clothes did not affect his a little temperament. He still looks like that.