Two smooth thighs were exposed, and Zhao Dongqiang looked away.
At this moment, Sophie was curled up on the sofa. She was not as domineering and cold as usual. She was as weak as a kitten that wanted to be warmed by people. She could easily bring out the protective and conquering desires deep in the man's heart.
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Zhao Dong couldn't help but sigh, the goddess is a goddess, even her sleeping appearance is so charming.
This was the first time he had observed so closely. The woman's eyes were closed tightly, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly. Because of the drunkenness, her porcelain white skin was flushed, like fine porcelain with smudged stains. People couldn't help but want to
Get started and play.
Especially the small Qiong nose, with strands of hot air constantly spitting out, each blow seemed to hit Zhao Dong's heart.
The most terrible thing is the pair of thin lips, pink and smooth, with saliva hanging down from the corners of the mouth, giving the aloof goddess a little more smoky air.
Zhao Dong carefully stood up, and before he could move, his palms were subconsciously held in her arms.
It feels wonderful to touch and the heat is amazing.
He bit the tip of his tongue, suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, and reluctantly took out his palm.
After thinking for a while, he finally picked her up.
Although Sophie is tall, she has a slender figure and does not carry any weight in her arms.
It was windy in the living room. Judging from Sophie's condition, she would sleep at least until dawn. Given her constitution, she would definitely catch a cold.
But sending the goddess back to the bedroom upstairs?
Zhao Dong looked at the winding staircase that she never let him set foot on, and thought about it before giving up.
Quietly, he opened the guest room assigned to him, carefully placed him on the bed, and covered him with the quilt tightly.
After doing all this, Zhao Dong was already covered in sweat. The work was not heavy, but it was a test of his character.
The fire is dry, and if you are not careful, the fire will cook the oil.
...
Ten minutes later, Zhao Dong arrived at the door of the warehouse.
Xu San just finished smoking his second cigarette at the same spot and hurriedly went up to meet him.
He knew that Zhao Dong was staying in a certain villa in the community, most likely Meng Jiao's home.
But he is a smart man, he never talks too much, let alone asks too many questions.
In Xu San's opinion, with Brother Dong's ability, he wouldn't be surprised even if he got off Goddess Su's bed.
"Brother Dong, you are right, he is not here."
Zhao Dong nodded and opened the warehouse to see that not even the chairs had been moved. The two guys didn't stay for a moment at all, let alone on duty!
Xu San was still angry, "These two bastards are simply too much!"
Zhao Dong didn't say anything. He got the blisters on his feet all by himself. Since they are unkind, they can't blame themselves for being unrighteous!
After a lot of work, the two of them quickly left carrying their things.
Before leaving, Xu San also found a crowbar and smashed the copper lock.
Soon, Zhao Dong rang the doorbell of Jiu Building. Because he had said hello in advance, someone opened the door not long after.
Meng Jiao knew that the visitor was Zhao Dong, so she walked out without changing her clothes at all, wearing slippers and pajamas.
Even though they hadn't seen each other for only a few days, Zhao Dong's heartbeat still shrank suddenly.
The pajamas on her body were extremely thin, and under the moonlight, her white skin was vaguely visible and alluring.
His eyes followed her collar, her charming collarbone and slender neck, all exuding the unique charm of a mature woman.
Zhao Dong lamented that women like Meng Jiao were born specifically to charm men. She didn't need any words at all. Just a simple movement of leaning against the door could make his heart skip half a beat.
Even if he was like this, Xu San had already been defeated and lowered his head in fear, not even knowing where to look.