No... Qin Xiaolan has always been respectful and afraid of Murong Fangqiong, and is more afraid than respect. She knows the temper and methods of this strong woman. At this time, she was hit by Dabao and could no longer stand. Qianqian hugged his arm tightly with her knees, knelt in front of him, and begged with whimpering and begging: Please don't let the director know Ah...
Don't worry!I won't tell Aunt Murong!
Seeing Qin Xiaolan begging so frightened, Dabao couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, but seeing Qin Xiaolan's scattered suit skirt exposed her snow-white and slender legs, and her plump and round thighs wrapped in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, she couldn't help but feel her desire rising and her index fingers moved.
Qin Xiaolan saw Dabao's obscene eyes and shuddered in panic to tighten her skirt with her hands to cover her snow-white and round thighs. However, this action was even more tempting and even more imaginative.
Get up!Sister Qin.
Dabao smiled wickedly and reached out to hug Qin Xiaolan's willow waist, and picked her up from the carpet. I am not afraid of the world but the woman crying. How could I bear to see my sister kneeling at my feet and crying and begging?
Qin Xiaolan was held in his arms openly by him, but she did not dare to struggle, for fear of annoying the little villain and pervert again. At this time, she was like a lamb to be slaughtered, her jade body trembled like a sieve, and she shyly let him do whatever he wanted.
Have been married?Have a husband?white collar?A wife?
Dabao smiled wickedly and simply sat on the bed. He hugged Qin Xiaolan's willow waist tightly with one hand and let her sit on his thighs. He fiddled with the white floral scarf on her collar with the other hand. His lips were pressed against her white and soft earlobes and said with a lewd smile: Sister is so beautiful and fragrant!Do you think I really don't know?The eyes of the ten major families have been staring at me since I was a child. Isn’t Aunt Murong a member of the Murong family?Since Aunt Fangqiong is willing to tell her name and past honestly, it means that she at least doesn’t want to hide anything from me in this matter. If I guess well, she still has plans to cooperate with me!The joke you just now is nothing. You don’t have to be so scared. Instead, your weak and helpless look is even more painful, and it is much more charming than that cold white-collar worker!
You... Qin Xiaolan stared at him with laughter and cry, not knowing what to say.
The period of time we two lonely men and widows in the room was enough to make Aunt Murong think that I was a little villain and a big pervert who seduced you to be intimate in your room!Although time is limited and it is impossible to have any substantial relationship, you should be able to guess what Aunt Murong would think?
Dabao licked Qin Xiaolan's snow-white and delicate earlobes with his lips close to each other, and his fingers even laid obscenely on her plump and perky breasts.
What do you...the hell do you want?
Qin Xiaolan didn't expect that this big boy was so scheming, and his lips licked and teased her most sensitive earlobes without any loss, which made her confused and her heart stuttered. Lushan's claws gently circled her tall chest, which was more enchanting than wild strokes and rubbing. Her heart was confused. The Saint Peak couldn't help but swell and numb, and she couldn't help but pant helplessly.
Don't want to do anything!But Dabao suddenly let go of Qin Xiaolan's delicate body, raised his hand to take off his top, and said with a wicked smile: Noble white-collar worker, virtuous wife, you either sit there and watch me take off my pants, or you hide in the bathroom and wait for me to change my clothes before coming out.
Qin Xiaolan thought the little villain was going to bully her with a greed, but she didn't expect that he would push her away. When she heard him say he wanted to change clothes, she crawled into the bathroom without saying a word, her heart was still pounding freely, and she was a little relieved that she had escaped the claws, and she was a little disappointed. She heard Dabao changing clothes rustling, her heart was beating constantly, and there was the breath of his lips licking on his earlobe, and the feeling of his fingers slashing across his chest.
Sister Qin, do you want to come out and enjoy it?
Dabao smiled and knew that Qin Xiaolan was most likely embarrassed to come out at this time. He walked out with a giggle.
How did you come out?Will it take so long to change clothes?
Murong Fangqiong's eyes lit up. Dabao, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and white trousers, looked more handsome and elegant, and his eyebrows completely inherited the heroic spirit of his father Xuanyuan Jun, and his every move showed the noble temperament of the Xuanyuan family.
What's even more terrible is that Dabao didn't speak, and stood there and put a POSE, looking at her with a smile. His wild, unrestrained, lazy and casual eyes were very similar to Xuanyuan Jun who was very unique back then.
Murong Fangqiong seemed to have returned to twenty years ago. Her beautiful eyes became blurred and her eyes became more gentle. She gently walked to Dabao, raised her delicate jade hand and stroked his white shirt, her slender fingers streaked across his broad and strong chest, and slowly caressed his handsome and resolute face as if he was cutting a knife and axe. Her slender and slender fingers rubbed on his fat-like lips, and murmured softly and tenderly: Jun, never leave me, okay?
Dabao was a little amused and crying. In front of him was Huang Yarong and Li Ruping, and now Murong Fangqiong. Why are they all so obsessed with their father?
And they all regard him as his father Xuanyuan Jun to express their love.
Dabao was a little moved, and was moved by their love for twenty years. Even if his father Xuanyuan Jun had no news, he might even die in the end, but he was still infatuated with me.
He couldn't help but gently hug Murong Fangqiong's willow waist, hugged her delicate body into his arms, and looked at her intoxicated look, as if he saw the moving scene of his mother Yuan Xuefei snuggling in the arms of his father Xuanyuan Jun.
Murong Fangqiong snuggled against his chest like a bird, her delicate hands couldn't help but caress the strong and developed chest muscles under his white shirt. Her beautiful eyes were blurred, her pink face was blushed, her cherry lips were lightly opened, and she murmured: Jun, you are always mine...
Dabao originally regarded her as a mother, but at this time, he couldn't help but be moved by her Yàn chant orioles, not to mention that the warm and warm jade was full of warm body. Murong Fangqiong's plump and round body exuded the fragrant fragrance of a mature beauty, full of dignified, elegant, graceful, and noble charm. He couldn't help but hugging her soft willow waist tightly, and his lips pressed against her snow-white and tender earlobes and shouted: Aunt Fangqiong...
Murong Fangqiong's delicate body trembled slightly before she woke up from her dream. She gently pushed away Dabao's hug and couldn't help but murmured shyly: Dabao, you won't laugh at Auntie, right?
How could it be?Dabao sincerely exclaimed: The heaven is affectionate, and he will be moved by the aunt's infatuation. I feel proud of my father. It is so enviable that there are such a beautiful woman who cares about him and is attached to him!On behalf of my dad, I should thank my aunt for her affection!
Good boy, it’s rare that you are so understanding!
Murong Fangqiong returned to her usual dignity, elegance, grace and nobleness, and smirked and teased: Don’t you also have many beautiful sisters who care about you and are attached to you?Your father is not loyal to his love, but he is not as romantic as you!
Dabao scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said with a smile: Does this aunt know too?
Murong Fangqiong's beautiful eyes fluttered, and she blinked at Qin Xiaolan's room and said, "Why did you change your clothes so long just now?"Do you fall in love with my beautiful secretary?
None!Dabao pretended to be embarrassed and smiled with a smile: I just chatted with Sister Qin. Later, I changed my clothes and she went to the bathroom...
Qin Xiaolan happened to come out of the room and vaguely heard Dabao and Murong Fangqiong talking about her. She couldn't help but stand shyly next to her, lowering her head and dared not interrupt.
If you are not romantic, you are useless, let alone you, a handsome, elegant and suave little villain!
Murong Fangqiong glanced at Qin Xiaolan and teased: However, Xiaolan is my precious secretary and a married woman. Don’t make any decisions about her!
How dare I?Dabao glanced at Qin Xiaolan and teased: Besides, Sister Qin may not be able to like me!
Director, how did you two join forces to make them happy?
Qin Xiaolan said coquettishly, and when she raised her eyes, she was facing Dabao's gaze. She couldn't help but blush and became more and more embarrassed.
The shy and graceful attitude of the young wife and white-collar secretary was the most intriguing and tempting crime. Dabao felt itchy and regretted that he did not do the right way in the room just now.
OK OK OK, I won’t be kidding. When the treasure comes in the future, Xiaolan will treat you as a VIP!
Murong Fangqiong smiled and stretched out her delicate jade hand to hold the big treasure's left hand, gestured the bronze ring on the big boy's finger and said: Wearing a ring is of particular importance. According to traditional Western customs, the left hand shows the luck given to you by God, so the ring is usually worn on the left hand.
Didn't it be worn on the right hand?Dabao asked with a smile.
As for the right hand, there is also a finger that makes sense when wearing a ring, that is, the ring finger, which is said to be worn here, indicating that it has the nature of a nun.Murong Fangqiong is proficient in the cultural customs of various countries.
So does each finger have a different meaning?Dabao asked curiously, and Qin Xiaolan also came over with interest, staring at Murong Fangqiong intently, listening to her explanation quietly.
The most popular way to wear it internationally is: the index finger is to want to get married, which means it is not married; the middle finger means it is already in love; the ring finger means it is engaged or married. Look at Xiaolan's wedding diamond ring is worn on the ring finger; the little finger means it is single.
When Murong Fangqiong saw Dabao and Qin Xiaolan staring at her with bright eyes and listened to the explanation, she was very happy and couldn't help but talk: Of course, there is also a ring. When you wear it, it does not have any meaning no matter where you wear it. This ring is an ordinary flower ring. This ring plays a decorative role and can be worn on any finger you want to wear.
Will wearing a ring reflect everyone's personality?Qin Xiaolan asked.
It's Ah!Murong Fangqiong said: Wearing a ring on the thumb is a reflection of personality, it feels very self-centered and straightforward; wearing a ring on the index finger makes it feel more personal; the most formal way to wear it is to wear it on the middle finger; if you don’t want to feel too formal, you can add a simple ring to the left or right finger; the ring on the ring finger is usually a wedding ring, and the ring finger is relatively slender, so no matter what ring, it is standard and delicate to wear it. The freshest way to wear it is to wear the ring on the little finger. A small, simple tail ring makes the woman’s hands inexplicably cute, and generally has the meaning of “I just want to be single now, please don’t waste time pursuing me.”
Don't worry!I won't tell Aunt Murong!
Seeing Qin Xiaolan begging so frightened, Dabao couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, but seeing Qin Xiaolan's scattered suit skirt exposed her snow-white and slender legs, and her plump and round thighs wrapped in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, she couldn't help but feel her desire rising and her index fingers moved.
Qin Xiaolan saw Dabao's obscene eyes and shuddered in panic to tighten her skirt with her hands to cover her snow-white and round thighs. However, this action was even more tempting and even more imaginative.
Get up!Sister Qin.
Dabao smiled wickedly and reached out to hug Qin Xiaolan's willow waist, and picked her up from the carpet. I am not afraid of the world but the woman crying. How could I bear to see my sister kneeling at my feet and crying and begging?
Qin Xiaolan was held in his arms openly by him, but she did not dare to struggle, for fear of annoying the little villain and pervert again. At this time, she was like a lamb to be slaughtered, her jade body trembled like a sieve, and she shyly let him do whatever he wanted.
Have been married?Have a husband?white collar?A wife?
Dabao smiled wickedly and simply sat on the bed. He hugged Qin Xiaolan's willow waist tightly with one hand and let her sit on his thighs. He fiddled with the white floral scarf on her collar with the other hand. His lips were pressed against her white and soft earlobes and said with a lewd smile: Sister is so beautiful and fragrant!Do you think I really don't know?The eyes of the ten major families have been staring at me since I was a child. Isn’t Aunt Murong a member of the Murong family?Since Aunt Fangqiong is willing to tell her name and past honestly, it means that she at least doesn’t want to hide anything from me in this matter. If I guess well, she still has plans to cooperate with me!The joke you just now is nothing. You don’t have to be so scared. Instead, your weak and helpless look is even more painful, and it is much more charming than that cold white-collar worker!
You... Qin Xiaolan stared at him with laughter and cry, not knowing what to say.
The period of time we two lonely men and widows in the room was enough to make Aunt Murong think that I was a little villain and a big pervert who seduced you to be intimate in your room!Although time is limited and it is impossible to have any substantial relationship, you should be able to guess what Aunt Murong would think?
Dabao licked Qin Xiaolan's snow-white and delicate earlobes with his lips close to each other, and his fingers even laid obscenely on her plump and perky breasts.
What do you...the hell do you want?
Qin Xiaolan didn't expect that this big boy was so scheming, and his lips licked and teased her most sensitive earlobes without any loss, which made her confused and her heart stuttered. Lushan's claws gently circled her tall chest, which was more enchanting than wild strokes and rubbing. Her heart was confused. The Saint Peak couldn't help but swell and numb, and she couldn't help but pant helplessly.
Don't want to do anything!But Dabao suddenly let go of Qin Xiaolan's delicate body, raised his hand to take off his top, and said with a wicked smile: Noble white-collar worker, virtuous wife, you either sit there and watch me take off my pants, or you hide in the bathroom and wait for me to change my clothes before coming out.
Qin Xiaolan thought the little villain was going to bully her with a greed, but she didn't expect that he would push her away. When she heard him say he wanted to change clothes, she crawled into the bathroom without saying a word, her heart was still pounding freely, and she was a little relieved that she had escaped the claws, and she was a little disappointed. She heard Dabao changing clothes rustling, her heart was beating constantly, and there was the breath of his lips licking on his earlobe, and the feeling of his fingers slashing across his chest.
Sister Qin, do you want to come out and enjoy it?
Dabao smiled and knew that Qin Xiaolan was most likely embarrassed to come out at this time. He walked out with a giggle.
How did you come out?Will it take so long to change clothes?
Murong Fangqiong's eyes lit up. Dabao, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and white trousers, looked more handsome and elegant, and his eyebrows completely inherited the heroic spirit of his father Xuanyuan Jun, and his every move showed the noble temperament of the Xuanyuan family.
What's even more terrible is that Dabao didn't speak, and stood there and put a POSE, looking at her with a smile. His wild, unrestrained, lazy and casual eyes were very similar to Xuanyuan Jun who was very unique back then.
Murong Fangqiong seemed to have returned to twenty years ago. Her beautiful eyes became blurred and her eyes became more gentle. She gently walked to Dabao, raised her delicate jade hand and stroked his white shirt, her slender fingers streaked across his broad and strong chest, and slowly caressed his handsome and resolute face as if he was cutting a knife and axe. Her slender and slender fingers rubbed on his fat-like lips, and murmured softly and tenderly: Jun, never leave me, okay?
Dabao was a little amused and crying. In front of him was Huang Yarong and Li Ruping, and now Murong Fangqiong. Why are they all so obsessed with their father?
And they all regard him as his father Xuanyuan Jun to express their love.
Dabao was a little moved, and was moved by their love for twenty years. Even if his father Xuanyuan Jun had no news, he might even die in the end, but he was still infatuated with me.
He couldn't help but gently hug Murong Fangqiong's willow waist, hugged her delicate body into his arms, and looked at her intoxicated look, as if he saw the moving scene of his mother Yuan Xuefei snuggling in the arms of his father Xuanyuan Jun.
Murong Fangqiong snuggled against his chest like a bird, her delicate hands couldn't help but caress the strong and developed chest muscles under his white shirt. Her beautiful eyes were blurred, her pink face was blushed, her cherry lips were lightly opened, and she murmured: Jun, you are always mine...
Dabao originally regarded her as a mother, but at this time, he couldn't help but be moved by her Yàn chant orioles, not to mention that the warm and warm jade was full of warm body. Murong Fangqiong's plump and round body exuded the fragrant fragrance of a mature beauty, full of dignified, elegant, graceful, and noble charm. He couldn't help but hugging her soft willow waist tightly, and his lips pressed against her snow-white and tender earlobes and shouted: Aunt Fangqiong...
Murong Fangqiong's delicate body trembled slightly before she woke up from her dream. She gently pushed away Dabao's hug and couldn't help but murmured shyly: Dabao, you won't laugh at Auntie, right?
How could it be?Dabao sincerely exclaimed: The heaven is affectionate, and he will be moved by the aunt's infatuation. I feel proud of my father. It is so enviable that there are such a beautiful woman who cares about him and is attached to him!On behalf of my dad, I should thank my aunt for her affection!
Good boy, it’s rare that you are so understanding!
Murong Fangqiong returned to her usual dignity, elegance, grace and nobleness, and smirked and teased: Don’t you also have many beautiful sisters who care about you and are attached to you?Your father is not loyal to his love, but he is not as romantic as you!
Dabao scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said with a smile: Does this aunt know too?
Murong Fangqiong's beautiful eyes fluttered, and she blinked at Qin Xiaolan's room and said, "Why did you change your clothes so long just now?"Do you fall in love with my beautiful secretary?
None!Dabao pretended to be embarrassed and smiled with a smile: I just chatted with Sister Qin. Later, I changed my clothes and she went to the bathroom...
Qin Xiaolan happened to come out of the room and vaguely heard Dabao and Murong Fangqiong talking about her. She couldn't help but stand shyly next to her, lowering her head and dared not interrupt.
If you are not romantic, you are useless, let alone you, a handsome, elegant and suave little villain!
Murong Fangqiong glanced at Qin Xiaolan and teased: However, Xiaolan is my precious secretary and a married woman. Don’t make any decisions about her!
How dare I?Dabao glanced at Qin Xiaolan and teased: Besides, Sister Qin may not be able to like me!
Director, how did you two join forces to make them happy?
Qin Xiaolan said coquettishly, and when she raised her eyes, she was facing Dabao's gaze. She couldn't help but blush and became more and more embarrassed.
The shy and graceful attitude of the young wife and white-collar secretary was the most intriguing and tempting crime. Dabao felt itchy and regretted that he did not do the right way in the room just now.
OK OK OK, I won’t be kidding. When the treasure comes in the future, Xiaolan will treat you as a VIP!
Murong Fangqiong smiled and stretched out her delicate jade hand to hold the big treasure's left hand, gestured the bronze ring on the big boy's finger and said: Wearing a ring is of particular importance. According to traditional Western customs, the left hand shows the luck given to you by God, so the ring is usually worn on the left hand.
Didn't it be worn on the right hand?Dabao asked with a smile.
As for the right hand, there is also a finger that makes sense when wearing a ring, that is, the ring finger, which is said to be worn here, indicating that it has the nature of a nun.Murong Fangqiong is proficient in the cultural customs of various countries.
So does each finger have a different meaning?Dabao asked curiously, and Qin Xiaolan also came over with interest, staring at Murong Fangqiong intently, listening to her explanation quietly.
The most popular way to wear it internationally is: the index finger is to want to get married, which means it is not married; the middle finger means it is already in love; the ring finger means it is engaged or married. Look at Xiaolan's wedding diamond ring is worn on the ring finger; the little finger means it is single.
When Murong Fangqiong saw Dabao and Qin Xiaolan staring at her with bright eyes and listened to the explanation, she was very happy and couldn't help but talk: Of course, there is also a ring. When you wear it, it does not have any meaning no matter where you wear it. This ring is an ordinary flower ring. This ring plays a decorative role and can be worn on any finger you want to wear.
Will wearing a ring reflect everyone's personality?Qin Xiaolan asked.
It's Ah!Murong Fangqiong said: Wearing a ring on the thumb is a reflection of personality, it feels very self-centered and straightforward; wearing a ring on the index finger makes it feel more personal; the most formal way to wear it is to wear it on the middle finger; if you don’t want to feel too formal, you can add a simple ring to the left or right finger; the ring on the ring finger is usually a wedding ring, and the ring finger is relatively slender, so no matter what ring, it is standard and delicate to wear it. The freshest way to wear it is to wear the ring on the little finger. A small, simple tail ring makes the woman’s hands inexplicably cute, and generally has the meaning of “I just want to be single now, please don’t waste time pursuing me.”
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