Sister... don't!
Qiao Fei begged tremblingly, and her body twisted in Zi Hui's arms, dodging Zi Hui's hands on her little butt.
The girl's struggle seemed to have aroused Zi Hui's interest. She remembered that when she touched the girl's body for the first time, she hid in hiding in vain, but then when did not become extremely soft in her hands?
It seems that everything is just a matter of habit.
She let go of the girl's lips and licked the girl's most sensitive neck while panting: Fei'er... Obedient... Make your brother happy... Ah... Sister did not make you comfortable...
As he said that, he straightened the girl's body, pressed her delicate body up, and stretched out her tongue to lick the girl's face and neck.
Shang Rong opened his tiny eyes and had long forgotten the pain on his face, especially when he saw Zi Hui's plump butt shaking like a grinder in the girl's lower body. He was so stimulating that he became extremely hard in an instant. He moved his body to the back and suddenly saw two pink mouths flashing with water and changing into charming shapes, especially the one below was even more colorful. He couldn't help but stretch out a finger and gently stroked the spring eye a few times, which caused Qiao Fei to make a few soft hums.
Shang Rong's face only showed a smile.
Zi Hui seemed to have forgotten the existence of a man at this time, and completely integrated into the state of selflessness when she was in love with Qiao Fei. Her soft tongue slid all the way from the girl's breasts, and came to the source of joy. She licked it with great interest regardless of the girl's moans. Qiao Fei trembled like an electric shock. This was not because Zi Hui was very hard this time, but a man next to her was staring at her fiercely. The shame and stimulation could not be described in words. Qiao Fei had only had time to grab a corner of the pillowcase and stuff it into her mouth. Under the man's gaze, she reached the peak of joy in an instant.
With the last few throbbing of the girl's delicate body, Zi Hui raised her head and angrily gave the man a sweet look, and hummed like a moan: You are satisfied now... What else do you want to do...
Shang Rong looked at the girl limp on the bed, and then at Zi Hui, who was naked and panting slightly, his muscles were tight, as if he didn't know where to start. Finally, he roared with a huge weapon and pounced towards Zi Hui's fat butt...
After a night of physical struggle, Shang Rong slept until almost noon before waking up.
Zi Hui, Xiaoya and Xiaolin all went out, and he was the only one left in the huge house.
I wanted to be confused in bed for a while, but the scenes that happened yesterday made him wake up instantly, but the first thing he thought of was not Zhang Ming who was staying in the villa but Qi Xiaoya.
Yesterday, Xiaoya's attitude towards him and the angry words she said created a knot in his heart. If she didn't untie the knot, Shang Rong felt that she would be unable to sleep or eat.
He came to the living room, sat on the sofa and pondered for a few minutes, and then called Qiao Fei.Then he hurriedly drove to Xiaoya.
In fact, Xiaoya endured the urge to call Shang Rong last night with her tenacious willpower.
After Shang Rong left, she had never left the bedroom door.
My mother was wandering outside with a sigh and sighing for a while, and was persuaded by Lu Feng to go to bed.
Xiaoya was lying on the bed and remembered her unfortunate childhood. Her father's coldness and ruthlessness couldn't help but shed tears of sadness, especially when she thought of her mother's secretly telling her about her father's behavior towards her in those dark nights, she really wanted to cry loudly. When she thought of Shang Rong, she felt a sense of guilt in her heart.
I wonder how sad the hysterical words just now make men feel.
She took out her cell phone several times and wanted to dial the familiar number, but in the end she still controlled her emotions.
Although she wanted to talk to Shang Rong so much, how could she, a shy girl, speak out?
In this way, Xiaoya held her cell phone in her hand, and a few tears were hanging on her beautiful face, and gradually she entered her dream.
In her dream, she saw Shang Rong coming to her bed, holding her in her arms, kissing her constantly, and touching the bulge that made her ashamed. Finally, Xiaoya's little mouth made a few seductive whispers, and her body trembled slightly and a fragrant nectar was emitted.
Xiaoya's modeling company is no longer the same as before. In addition to the modeling business, it also undertakes fashion design, corporate image endorsement and other businesses. The two-story building has long been newly decorated. Xiaoya's manager's office is in the innermost part of the second floor, and has long changed its shabby appearance in the past. The spacious desk is bright and tiles are bright, and the frames on the wall contain photos full of cultural charm. The purple curtains make the office exude a feminine atmosphere under the breeze.
There is a small door on the right, which is a lounge and Xiaoya's dressing room.
Shang Rong came to the second floor with a nervous mood. He happened to see Qiao Fei coming out of an office. When he saw him, he turned around to Xiaoya's office, then pulled Shang Rong to the corner of the aisle, and put his mouth close to the man's ear and whispered: It seems that he is not in a high mood. I asked her, but he just doesn't speak. You might as well go quickly. Your sweetheart thought of you last night so that his eyes were swollen.
After saying that, he smiled softly and wanted to run away. Shang Rong grabbed it and held it in his arms. He kissed her little mouth a few times, and then teased in the girl's ear: Fei'er, did you like that last night?
Qiao Fei blushed when she heard this, and said, "YīngNíng," she stretched out her hand and pushed the man away and ran away. She turned around in the middle of the way and said coquettishly: Pervert... Big Pervert...
Shang Rong smiled thornyly, suddenly remembered the purpose of coming here, then put away his smile and cleared his throat and walked towards Xiaoya's office.
Xiaoya was wearing a snow-white turtleneck cashmere sweater. The soft fabric set off the soft curves on her chest. Her hair was scattered on her shoulders. Her face was slightly pale, her phoenix eyes were slightly red and swollen. She was sitting behind the desk thinking indescribable.
Hearing the knock on the door, Xiaoya subconsciously combed her hair.
When she saw the person standing at the door, a faint blush instantly climbed on her originally pale face.
Isn’t this my dream last night?
He, why did he be so suddenly...
Xiaoya stood up from the chair, and her face became even more drunk.
Xiaoya, why bother to work so hard? Your mother is okay.
When Shang Rong saw the girl's tired expression, he couldn't help feeling distressed. He gently closed the door, then walked to the girl who was staring at him. He first reached out and gently stroked the girl's face. Seeing that the girl did not hide, he said affectionately: Xiaoya... I didn't sleep all night last night... I was really worried and came over to take a look...
Before Shang Rong could finish speaking, suddenly, Xiaoya called out, brother!
Then, like a wanderer who had been away for a long time, he plunged into Shangrong's arms like a relative who had just met a long time ago, and then he trembled all over and let out a depressing cry.
Shang Rong was also mixed with emotion for a moment, and Xiaoya's crying instantly untied the knot in his heart.
Xiaoya is mine, he will always be mine.
Shang Rong muttered like a vow, hugging the girl with both hands tightly, and did not persuade her, but just let her cry in her arms.
Only with tears can we wash away the grievances and sorrows of the past.
Qiao Fei begged tremblingly, and her body twisted in Zi Hui's arms, dodging Zi Hui's hands on her little butt.
The girl's struggle seemed to have aroused Zi Hui's interest. She remembered that when she touched the girl's body for the first time, she hid in hiding in vain, but then when did not become extremely soft in her hands?
It seems that everything is just a matter of habit.
She let go of the girl's lips and licked the girl's most sensitive neck while panting: Fei'er... Obedient... Make your brother happy... Ah... Sister did not make you comfortable...
As he said that, he straightened the girl's body, pressed her delicate body up, and stretched out her tongue to lick the girl's face and neck.
Shang Rong opened his tiny eyes and had long forgotten the pain on his face, especially when he saw Zi Hui's plump butt shaking like a grinder in the girl's lower body. He was so stimulating that he became extremely hard in an instant. He moved his body to the back and suddenly saw two pink mouths flashing with water and changing into charming shapes, especially the one below was even more colorful. He couldn't help but stretch out a finger and gently stroked the spring eye a few times, which caused Qiao Fei to make a few soft hums.
Shang Rong's face only showed a smile.
Zi Hui seemed to have forgotten the existence of a man at this time, and completely integrated into the state of selflessness when she was in love with Qiao Fei. Her soft tongue slid all the way from the girl's breasts, and came to the source of joy. She licked it with great interest regardless of the girl's moans. Qiao Fei trembled like an electric shock. This was not because Zi Hui was very hard this time, but a man next to her was staring at her fiercely. The shame and stimulation could not be described in words. Qiao Fei had only had time to grab a corner of the pillowcase and stuff it into her mouth. Under the man's gaze, she reached the peak of joy in an instant.
With the last few throbbing of the girl's delicate body, Zi Hui raised her head and angrily gave the man a sweet look, and hummed like a moan: You are satisfied now... What else do you want to do...
Shang Rong looked at the girl limp on the bed, and then at Zi Hui, who was naked and panting slightly, his muscles were tight, as if he didn't know where to start. Finally, he roared with a huge weapon and pounced towards Zi Hui's fat butt...
After a night of physical struggle, Shang Rong slept until almost noon before waking up.
Zi Hui, Xiaoya and Xiaolin all went out, and he was the only one left in the huge house.
I wanted to be confused in bed for a while, but the scenes that happened yesterday made him wake up instantly, but the first thing he thought of was not Zhang Ming who was staying in the villa but Qi Xiaoya.
Yesterday, Xiaoya's attitude towards him and the angry words she said created a knot in his heart. If she didn't untie the knot, Shang Rong felt that she would be unable to sleep or eat.
He came to the living room, sat on the sofa and pondered for a few minutes, and then called Qiao Fei.Then he hurriedly drove to Xiaoya.
In fact, Xiaoya endured the urge to call Shang Rong last night with her tenacious willpower.
After Shang Rong left, she had never left the bedroom door.
My mother was wandering outside with a sigh and sighing for a while, and was persuaded by Lu Feng to go to bed.
Xiaoya was lying on the bed and remembered her unfortunate childhood. Her father's coldness and ruthlessness couldn't help but shed tears of sadness, especially when she thought of her mother's secretly telling her about her father's behavior towards her in those dark nights, she really wanted to cry loudly. When she thought of Shang Rong, she felt a sense of guilt in her heart.
I wonder how sad the hysterical words just now make men feel.
She took out her cell phone several times and wanted to dial the familiar number, but in the end she still controlled her emotions.
Although she wanted to talk to Shang Rong so much, how could she, a shy girl, speak out?
In this way, Xiaoya held her cell phone in her hand, and a few tears were hanging on her beautiful face, and gradually she entered her dream.
In her dream, she saw Shang Rong coming to her bed, holding her in her arms, kissing her constantly, and touching the bulge that made her ashamed. Finally, Xiaoya's little mouth made a few seductive whispers, and her body trembled slightly and a fragrant nectar was emitted.
Xiaoya's modeling company is no longer the same as before. In addition to the modeling business, it also undertakes fashion design, corporate image endorsement and other businesses. The two-story building has long been newly decorated. Xiaoya's manager's office is in the innermost part of the second floor, and has long changed its shabby appearance in the past. The spacious desk is bright and tiles are bright, and the frames on the wall contain photos full of cultural charm. The purple curtains make the office exude a feminine atmosphere under the breeze.
There is a small door on the right, which is a lounge and Xiaoya's dressing room.
Shang Rong came to the second floor with a nervous mood. He happened to see Qiao Fei coming out of an office. When he saw him, he turned around to Xiaoya's office, then pulled Shang Rong to the corner of the aisle, and put his mouth close to the man's ear and whispered: It seems that he is not in a high mood. I asked her, but he just doesn't speak. You might as well go quickly. Your sweetheart thought of you last night so that his eyes were swollen.
After saying that, he smiled softly and wanted to run away. Shang Rong grabbed it and held it in his arms. He kissed her little mouth a few times, and then teased in the girl's ear: Fei'er, did you like that last night?
Qiao Fei blushed when she heard this, and said, "YīngNíng," she stretched out her hand and pushed the man away and ran away. She turned around in the middle of the way and said coquettishly: Pervert... Big Pervert...
Shang Rong smiled thornyly, suddenly remembered the purpose of coming here, then put away his smile and cleared his throat and walked towards Xiaoya's office.
Xiaoya was wearing a snow-white turtleneck cashmere sweater. The soft fabric set off the soft curves on her chest. Her hair was scattered on her shoulders. Her face was slightly pale, her phoenix eyes were slightly red and swollen. She was sitting behind the desk thinking indescribable.
Hearing the knock on the door, Xiaoya subconsciously combed her hair.
When she saw the person standing at the door, a faint blush instantly climbed on her originally pale face.
Isn’t this my dream last night?
He, why did he be so suddenly...
Xiaoya stood up from the chair, and her face became even more drunk.
Xiaoya, why bother to work so hard? Your mother is okay.
When Shang Rong saw the girl's tired expression, he couldn't help feeling distressed. He gently closed the door, then walked to the girl who was staring at him. He first reached out and gently stroked the girl's face. Seeing that the girl did not hide, he said affectionately: Xiaoya... I didn't sleep all night last night... I was really worried and came over to take a look...
Before Shang Rong could finish speaking, suddenly, Xiaoya called out, brother!
Then, like a wanderer who had been away for a long time, he plunged into Shangrong's arms like a relative who had just met a long time ago, and then he trembled all over and let out a depressing cry.
Shang Rong was also mixed with emotion for a moment, and Xiaoya's crying instantly untied the knot in his heart.
Xiaoya is mine, he will always be mine.
Shang Rong muttered like a vow, hugging the girl with both hands tightly, and did not persuade her, but just let her cry in her arms.
Only with tears can we wash away the grievances and sorrows of the past.
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