The thick genitals were slamming tirelessly inside her body, fast and fierce, and each stroke hit the depths of her vagina, forcing Zhao Yu to tremble constantly.
Rather than having sex, it is better to say that he is venting his anger or pain in his heart through sexual desire.
Zhao Yu didn't know what happened to Xue Zi'ang for a moment, but he just vaguely felt that he would be so out of control, perhaps it was related to Xu Miao.
Waves of pleasure surged, Zhao Yu clenched his skirt tightly, biting his lip and preventing himself from screaming
Looking at the shadow ahead with tears in tears, Shang Lu's figure was gone
He is the protagonist of this engagement ceremony tonight, and he shouldn't have appeared in such a place.
There is no time to care about Shang Lu. Zhao Yu was suffering from fierce thrusting in his body while thinking about how she should react in such a situation.
Although Xue Zi'ang drank a lot, since he could still find her in the car and get an erection, it means that he was not drunk enough to know nothing. It is very likely that he would still remember what happened now after he sobered up.
Well... With the tears that came out of orgasm, Zhao Yu shrank his trembling body in his arms and sobbed quietly
Xue Zi'ang, who had ejaculated, gradually calmed down and gasped with his eyes closed, but he was resting and found that Zhao Yu was still crying quietly, which was not a simple physiological reaction at all.
He opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the woman who was crying sadly but trying to suppress her, and said tiredly: What's wrong?
Zhao Yu didn't say anything, and stood up straight from his legs tremblingly
As soon as he separated from his genitals, a large stream of semen flowed out of his vagina with vaginal fluid, which not only dyed her skirt a muddy, but also poured his black trousers into filthy.
Zhao Yu took out the tissue in silence, leaned his waist in the narrow space, wiped the liquid on his body first, helped him put on his pants, and then cleaned his lower body again.
Xue Zi'ang leaned against the seat and half-squinted his eyes, looking at her in a mess without saying a word
After finishing it, Zhao Yu quietly stepped into the driver's seat. He was about to start the car, but he saw two people walking out of the elevator in front of him. It was Ji Suihe and Zhuang Yiqing in his dress.
Although she knew that the light in the car was dark and she could not see her appearance clearly from outside, she quickly lay on the steering wheel and continued to pretend to be sad and crying.
She was not sure if Ji Sui would remember her car, but since he was with Zhuang Yiqing, and there was a man suspected to be her boyfriend sitting on her co-pilot. Even if Ji Sui recognized him, he would not come to knock on the window to say hello to her.
Sure enough, not long after, she vaguely heard the sound of a car starting around her. When she slowly raised her head, a burgundy phantom had already left. It was one of Zhuang Yiqing's car.
Zhao Yu turned to look at Xue Zi'ang, but saw that he did not close his eyes to rest, but was still staring at the ground ahead with his eyes blankly.
After hesitating for a moment, she asked in a hoarse voice: Xue Zi'ang, to you, I am just a woman who can be used to vent her sexual desire at any time, right?
Xue Zi'ang moved back to look at her, his eyes still a little confused, and he did not answer her question
Zhao Yu smiled self-deprecatingly, twisted the key and fired, but after thinking about it, he did not continue to start the car
When she came, she didn't look carefully at where Xue Zhan's car and the driver were, but the underground parking lot of the hotel was on this floor. She wanted to wait a little longer. Maybe Xue Zhan hasn't left yet
More and more people came down from the elevator. After about ten minutes, Zhao Yu finally saw Xue Zhan and a few men in suits and tie talk and laugh and leave the elevator.
Everyone walked towards the car, and Xue Zhan had already walked towards her
Zhao Yu tidied up his clothes, opened the car door and went out
Seeing her, Xue Zhan was obviously a little surprised. He glanced at the co-pilot and saw Xue Zi'ang, who was half drunk and half stunned.
Mr. Xue, Mr. Xue... was drunk. Her voice was filled with a strong crying voice, and there were still a few tears hanging from the corners of her eyes. Can you... take Mr. Xue back?
She knew that Xue Zhan and Xue Zi'ang had their own residences and would only return to the old house of Xue's family when they were family gatherings, but they were their uncles and nephews after all, so it was not wrong for her to ask this question.
The distance between the two was not far, and the strong and lewd smell on her body could not be hidden. When she looked at the obvious spots on the dark skirt and her eyes that were crying red, how could Xue Zhan not understand what happened just now?
OK, he responded indifferently and walked straight toward the car
As soon as the car door was opened, the smell of love came to my nose. At first glance, there were clusters of tissues on the ground, and the traces on Xue Zi'ang's pants were even more obvious than those on Zhao Yu's skirt.
Xue Zhan frowned instinctively, and held his breath to pull Xue Zi'ang out of the passenger seat.
Xue Zi'ang saw Xue Zhan, smiled and screamed blankly Uncle
Xue Zhan didn't say anything, dragging him to the other side, but as soon as he took a step, he fell to the ground. Zhao Yu hurried up to help him
Looking at Zhao Yu's nervous and distressed look, Xue Zhan glanced at Xue Zi'ang with a sharp look, took his hand and helped him continue walking to the side of the car.
Back at his apartment, Zhao Yu immediately sat in front of the computer and watched various videos and news of the engagement ceremony tonight, trying to find out the reason why Xue Zi'ang lost control.
The ceremony was grand, the venue was too wide, and countless people attended. There were many shots of Xue Zi'ang, so she could only look down one by one patiently.
From smiling all the time to sitting alone at the table drinking alone, there seemed to be only a few minutes in the middle. During this period, he seemed to be chatting with a slightly fat middle-aged man.
A camera captured the clear face of a middle-aged man. Zhao Yu searched and compared the screenshot carefully, and the answer came out soon.
Vice President of Marketing of Siyuan Automobile, currently General Manager of North America Branch, Xu Miao's boss
After breaking up with Xue Zi'ang, Xu Miao resigned and entered Siyuan. The next year he went to the North American branch with his boss and has been stationed in Los Angeles since then.
Did the two talk about Xu Miao? Or should we say that Xue Zi'ang specifically mentioned Xu Miao?
Zhao Yu opened his email and found someone who had not been in contact for a long time and sent a message: Help me find out what special news Xu Miao has recently, and the price is still the same
A few minutes later, the man sent her a picture, which was a screenshot of Xu Miao's friends' circle of friends. Xu Miao took wedding photos with him. It seemed that he was going to get married.
Rather than having sex, it is better to say that he is venting his anger or pain in his heart through sexual desire.
Zhao Yu didn't know what happened to Xue Zi'ang for a moment, but he just vaguely felt that he would be so out of control, perhaps it was related to Xu Miao.
Waves of pleasure surged, Zhao Yu clenched his skirt tightly, biting his lip and preventing himself from screaming
Looking at the shadow ahead with tears in tears, Shang Lu's figure was gone
He is the protagonist of this engagement ceremony tonight, and he shouldn't have appeared in such a place.
There is no time to care about Shang Lu. Zhao Yu was suffering from fierce thrusting in his body while thinking about how she should react in such a situation.
Although Xue Zi'ang drank a lot, since he could still find her in the car and get an erection, it means that he was not drunk enough to know nothing. It is very likely that he would still remember what happened now after he sobered up.
Well... With the tears that came out of orgasm, Zhao Yu shrank his trembling body in his arms and sobbed quietly
Xue Zi'ang, who had ejaculated, gradually calmed down and gasped with his eyes closed, but he was resting and found that Zhao Yu was still crying quietly, which was not a simple physiological reaction at all.
He opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the woman who was crying sadly but trying to suppress her, and said tiredly: What's wrong?
Zhao Yu didn't say anything, and stood up straight from his legs tremblingly
As soon as he separated from his genitals, a large stream of semen flowed out of his vagina with vaginal fluid, which not only dyed her skirt a muddy, but also poured his black trousers into filthy.
Zhao Yu took out the tissue in silence, leaned his waist in the narrow space, wiped the liquid on his body first, helped him put on his pants, and then cleaned his lower body again.
Xue Zi'ang leaned against the seat and half-squinted his eyes, looking at her in a mess without saying a word
After finishing it, Zhao Yu quietly stepped into the driver's seat. He was about to start the car, but he saw two people walking out of the elevator in front of him. It was Ji Suihe and Zhuang Yiqing in his dress.
Although she knew that the light in the car was dark and she could not see her appearance clearly from outside, she quickly lay on the steering wheel and continued to pretend to be sad and crying.
She was not sure if Ji Sui would remember her car, but since he was with Zhuang Yiqing, and there was a man suspected to be her boyfriend sitting on her co-pilot. Even if Ji Sui recognized him, he would not come to knock on the window to say hello to her.
Sure enough, not long after, she vaguely heard the sound of a car starting around her. When she slowly raised her head, a burgundy phantom had already left. It was one of Zhuang Yiqing's car.
Zhao Yu turned to look at Xue Zi'ang, but saw that he did not close his eyes to rest, but was still staring at the ground ahead with his eyes blankly.
After hesitating for a moment, she asked in a hoarse voice: Xue Zi'ang, to you, I am just a woman who can be used to vent her sexual desire at any time, right?
Xue Zi'ang moved back to look at her, his eyes still a little confused, and he did not answer her question
Zhao Yu smiled self-deprecatingly, twisted the key and fired, but after thinking about it, he did not continue to start the car
When she came, she didn't look carefully at where Xue Zhan's car and the driver were, but the underground parking lot of the hotel was on this floor. She wanted to wait a little longer. Maybe Xue Zhan hasn't left yet
More and more people came down from the elevator. After about ten minutes, Zhao Yu finally saw Xue Zhan and a few men in suits and tie talk and laugh and leave the elevator.
Everyone walked towards the car, and Xue Zhan had already walked towards her
Zhao Yu tidied up his clothes, opened the car door and went out
Seeing her, Xue Zhan was obviously a little surprised. He glanced at the co-pilot and saw Xue Zi'ang, who was half drunk and half stunned.
Mr. Xue, Mr. Xue... was drunk. Her voice was filled with a strong crying voice, and there were still a few tears hanging from the corners of her eyes. Can you... take Mr. Xue back?
She knew that Xue Zhan and Xue Zi'ang had their own residences and would only return to the old house of Xue's family when they were family gatherings, but they were their uncles and nephews after all, so it was not wrong for her to ask this question.
The distance between the two was not far, and the strong and lewd smell on her body could not be hidden. When she looked at the obvious spots on the dark skirt and her eyes that were crying red, how could Xue Zhan not understand what happened just now?
OK, he responded indifferently and walked straight toward the car
As soon as the car door was opened, the smell of love came to my nose. At first glance, there were clusters of tissues on the ground, and the traces on Xue Zi'ang's pants were even more obvious than those on Zhao Yu's skirt.
Xue Zhan frowned instinctively, and held his breath to pull Xue Zi'ang out of the passenger seat.
Xue Zi'ang saw Xue Zhan, smiled and screamed blankly Uncle
Xue Zhan didn't say anything, dragging him to the other side, but as soon as he took a step, he fell to the ground. Zhao Yu hurried up to help him
Looking at Zhao Yu's nervous and distressed look, Xue Zhan glanced at Xue Zi'ang with a sharp look, took his hand and helped him continue walking to the side of the car.
Back at his apartment, Zhao Yu immediately sat in front of the computer and watched various videos and news of the engagement ceremony tonight, trying to find out the reason why Xue Zi'ang lost control.
The ceremony was grand, the venue was too wide, and countless people attended. There were many shots of Xue Zi'ang, so she could only look down one by one patiently.
From smiling all the time to sitting alone at the table drinking alone, there seemed to be only a few minutes in the middle. During this period, he seemed to be chatting with a slightly fat middle-aged man.
A camera captured the clear face of a middle-aged man. Zhao Yu searched and compared the screenshot carefully, and the answer came out soon.
Vice President of Marketing of Siyuan Automobile, currently General Manager of North America Branch, Xu Miao's boss
After breaking up with Xue Zi'ang, Xu Miao resigned and entered Siyuan. The next year he went to the North American branch with his boss and has been stationed in Los Angeles since then.
Did the two talk about Xu Miao? Or should we say that Xue Zi'ang specifically mentioned Xu Miao?
Zhao Yu opened his email and found someone who had not been in contact for a long time and sent a message: Help me find out what special news Xu Miao has recently, and the price is still the same
A few minutes later, the man sent her a picture, which was a screenshot of Xu Miao's friends' circle of friends. Xu Miao took wedding photos with him. It seemed that he was going to get married.
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