Xu Dong didn’t hide it. What happened at about 7: 30 pm?

Nothing to ask a song city low way.

Xu Dong said, You should go to bed early, too.

Hang up and it was a while before Song Qingcheng returned to the living room.

Put the phone back on the coffee table, and she turned to stare at Yutingchuan for a long time, but she didn’t always think of Liu Yunxuan’s speech. The line of sight could not help but linger on men’s lines and facial features.

There is still a central tone in the apartment.品茶

Gradually the coolness came.

Song city raised my hand and rubbed his arm and then left the living room with light steps.

She went into the bedroom and took out her thin blanket.

Back to the sofa, the whole Song Dynasty unfolded the folded blankets to cover the sleeping person.

But her hand has not been taken back, and it has been held.品茶

The whole Song Dynasty saw that Yutingchuan had opened his eyes and was staring at himself.

Her heart beat a little faster, and her wrist struggled without trace, and then she added, I didn’t pick up some more when Assistant Xu called you just now.

What time is it? Yutingchuan slowly released her.

There is also a man’s palm warm at the wrist.

Song Qingcheng said, It’s almost twelve o’clock.

Yu Tingchuan pinched his eyebrows and then got up. Song Qingcheng wanted to take two steps to send people to the door. Yu Tingchuan suddenly stopped and looked back at her voice with low magnetism. Want to wash your hands?

… Song city cheek fever didn’t follow the past.

The hand washing door is half frosted glass.

The warm light also reflects the tall and straight figure of a man on the glass door.

No hand towels? Yu ting chuan yin lai

Song Qingcheng took a new towel from the supermarket bag and went to the door to wash his hands. I just bought it yesterday and haven’t come yet.

When the door opened, she handed the towel.

Yutingchuan didn’t pick up the towel and pulled people straight into his arms and backhand closed the door. The whole heart of Song Dynasty was pounding almost out of energy, and his hands tightened Yutingchuan’s shirt.

It is a man’s mature facial features that comes into view.

For a second, she looked up and covered her two thin lips with white fingers sliding across the man’s neck and overlapping.

The strength of speech is getting deeper and heavier.

Yutingchuan suddenly tasikmalaya picked her up and opened the door to wash her hands and went to the master bedroom.

Pour into the navy quilt, the man’s body is empty and pressing her body, and the whole Song Dynasty is short of breath and realizes what will happen next. She feels her throat is dry and tight.

☆ Chapter 12 Do you also look down on me?

There is a floor lamp on in the master bedroom.

The whole line of sight of Song Dynasty is full of men’s crisp shirts and shoulders, and their heartbeat is gradually stable, but they are in a trance. At this moment, they suddenly can’t tell whether it is the play or the reality.

Smelling the increasingly familiar smell of Yu Tingchuan, the whole person seems to be in a kind of ethereal mood.

She looked up at Yu Tingchuan, who supported herself.

Yutingchuan is also looking down at her.

Mature men’s eyes are throbbing even with ripples.

Four eyes touching the whole Song Dynasty once again produces some kind of illusion. The man who has a little idea is sure that he has been hiding from the gaze.

Like to cover up her guilty conscience, she raised her head and pecked Yutingchuan at the green stubble.

Touch the man’s face with both hands.

But then Yutingchuan held her hand and gently pulled him down to print her wrist, and then the snow-white forearm side spread a little bit to reach her armpit品茶. When Song Qingcheng finally couldn’t help but bow his head and at the same time, he was stiff and straight because he was ticklish.

Her other hand clenched the man’s shoulder shirt more tightly and felt her whole heart pull up with it.

Why is the skin so white? YuTingChuan silence out of her ear.

Low and low, the dim light is like decadent music.

Bed linen is the place that best embodies the charm of adult men.

Especially when this man is very skilled.

The whole Song Dynasty suddenly remembered that talking at the entrance of Yujing shopping mall made the coccyx feel cold, such as falling into the hot and cold waves.

Is there a woman waiting for him with a mobile phone when he stays here for the night?

The idea lingered in her mind.

As for when the skirt was lifted to the collarbone, instead of resisting, she reached out and tried to untie the metal sliding button of the man’s belt, pulled out the man’s shirt and put a pair of small hands on the trousers buttons, and she accidentally knocked them apart and tried to pull the trousers chain.