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Under the early morning sunlight, Zheng Yu woke up from the noisy laughter of the woman coming downstairs on the snow-white and soft big bed in the bedroom.
A little tired murmur sound came from his mouth, and his eyes slowly opened, feeling the feeling of his body falling apart. Zheng Yu frowned slightly at first before he sat up on the bed.
After a little pressing and rubbing his forehead and looking around, the first thing he wanted was Michelle Pfeiffer's pretty cheeks, and he crawled onto the bed with his head slightly nodded. His golden hair was scattered, half covering his face.
There was only a thin layer of goose down on her back and buttocks, but it was not very tight. From the side, you could see the pair of snow-white breasts, the delicate breasts squeezed out by pressing under her body.
Zheng Yu wanted to punish Michelle Pfeiffer very much. How could he treat such a beautiful baby? He was so careless, what if it was crushed?
But then Zheng Yu reached out and lifted the hair on Michelle Pfeiffer's face, then kissed him with a smile, then got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. After a simple rinse, Zheng Yu changed his clothes and left the bedroom.
The space on the roof of the villa's living room is connected to the corridor on the second floor. After Zheng Yu left the bedroom, he could see the situation in the living room below through the railings and handrails beside the corridor.
So Zheng Yu walked downstairs and looked down over the railing. He saw three beautiful women sitting on the sofa with their legs crossed, chatting happily and laughing happily from time to time.
It just so happened that Zheng Yu also knew the other party, namely Mei Ting, Jiang Shan, and Yu Feihong. Although he had never had much contact, the other party had participated in many TV series after all, so naturally Zheng Yu was a little familiar with him. At the same time, Zheng Yu felt a little strange about the three of them appearing here.
Mr. Zheng, why are you just getting up now?
When Zheng Yu looked at the three people on the sofa, Ma Yili was wearing a purple cheongsam embroidered with Du Dan patterns, walking out of the kitchen with a charming step, holding a plate of Western pastries on both hands, greeting Zheng Yu with a smile with a unique Shanghai accent.
As Ma Yili's head was tilted in a somewhat artificial way, and when the other party smiled, her eyes squinted, which looked like a standard Shanghai girl. However, because of this, Ma Yili always exuded a unique charm in Kaos's eyes.
However, at this time, Zheng Yu was too lazy to pay attention to the other party. After rolling his eyes, his palm fell directly on the other party's buttocks, which was to say hello to Ma Yili.
Zheng Yu's actions caused Ma Yili to exclaim, but although she screamed, the eyes of the people present looked at her, but Ma Yili didn't care at all. She glared at Zheng Yu's back with a charming look, full of flirting.
After that, Zheng Yu came to the sofa and sat down. He looked at Mei Ting and the other two and said with a smile: Hello, three beauties.
Good, Mr. Zheng.
The three people sitting on the sofa looked at each other, and Jiang Shan took the lead in saying hello to Zheng Yu.
Jiang Shan's dressing is completely different from Mei Ting and Yu Feihong beside her. She wore a dark blue suit on her body. She didn't know what material the fabric was made of. She had some velvet texture, but she still reflected some brilliance in the sun.
With high heels on her feet, she sat there with her legs raised, and her hair was tied behind her head, Jiang Shan gave Zheng Yu a very neat and strong woman-like smell.
In terms of appearance, Jiang Shan was still very beautiful when she was young, but as she got older, her figure was not well controlled and she became a little fatter and she lost the smell of the past.
Especially when comparing the appearance of the two ladies around her, Jiang Shan was even a little ordinary, but because of Jiang Shan's appearance, her temperament was a bit unique, but she had the feeling of a good mother, which neither Mei Ting nor Yu Feihong.
This is different from the elegant nobleness of the women Zheng Yu is in contact with now, but it also has a unique taste, which makes Zheng Yu unable to help but look at Jiang Shan more.
However, Zheng Yu turned his eyes on Mei Ting. The other party was wearing a purple floral long skirt, black and slightly curly hair, and was fixed behind his head by a hairpin. His feet were wearing white high-heeled sandals, but it was more in line with some of Zheng Yu's aesthetics.
Seeing Zheng Yu's eyes look over, Mei Ting smiled even though she didn't say hello, she nodded slightly to Zheng Yu and said hello, and then took a teacup and started drinking.
However, although there was no expression afterwards, Zheng Yu could also feel the other party's gaze, and he was secretly observing himself, and the two people around him, including Ma Yili, who sat next to Zheng Yu after putting down the pastry, seemed to be conducting a detailed analysis of the situation on the scene, with a bit of a secret consideration.
Gong Li had already expressed her intention last night. Although all the invited people did not refuse, they did not respond at that time, and they all came again this morning.
This naturally made Mei Ting a little confused. Everyone was thinking, which made her, who was used to herd mentality, want to observe their respective situations and then consider their subsequent actions.
However, Mei Ting's consideration was obviously a waste of time. Jiang Shan sat there directly. Apart from the initial greeting, there was no follow-up. Even her face was expressionless, as if she was a guest at her best friend's house and she was like a husband.
As for Yu Feihong, he didn't even say hello. When Zheng Yu came over and spoke, he seemed to be awakened and looked at her and Jiang Shan. After that, he felt as if Zheng Yu was not talking to her. He looked down at the book in his hand, and he was so relish.
In addition, the clothes that match the other party's temperament, the black and white sleeveless jumpsuit with one shoulders, and the posture of leaning against the sofa with legs raised, with a strong literary flavor.
Zheng Yu looked at Yu Feihong and Jiang Shan's expression of ignoring her love, and his eyebrows were frivolous and a little at a loss. Fortunately, there was still Mei Ting. Although she didn't talk to her, at least when Zheng Yu looked at the other party, the other party's eyes still had a look, and he still responded to Zheng Yu.
Mr. Zheng, this is a Shanghai snack I made by myself. You must try it. Is it delicious?
Ma Yili was very relaxed about the three girls who were not unfamiliar with Zheng Yu. She clamped the pastry she had just brought with her fingers, lay on Zheng Yu's chest, and handed it to Zheng Yu's mouth.
Under the early morning sunlight, Zheng Yu woke up from the noisy laughter of the woman coming downstairs on the snow-white and soft big bed in the bedroom.
A little tired murmur sound came from his mouth, and his eyes slowly opened, feeling the feeling of his body falling apart. Zheng Yu frowned slightly at first before he sat up on the bed.
After a little pressing and rubbing his forehead and looking around, the first thing he wanted was Michelle Pfeiffer's pretty cheeks, and he crawled onto the bed with his head slightly nodded. His golden hair was scattered, half covering his face.
There was only a thin layer of goose down on her back and buttocks, but it was not very tight. From the side, you could see the pair of snow-white breasts, the delicate breasts squeezed out by pressing under her body.
Zheng Yu wanted to punish Michelle Pfeiffer very much. How could he treat such a beautiful baby? He was so careless, what if it was crushed?
But then Zheng Yu reached out and lifted the hair on Michelle Pfeiffer's face, then kissed him with a smile, then got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. After a simple rinse, Zheng Yu changed his clothes and left the bedroom.
The space on the roof of the villa's living room is connected to the corridor on the second floor. After Zheng Yu left the bedroom, he could see the situation in the living room below through the railings and handrails beside the corridor.
So Zheng Yu walked downstairs and looked down over the railing. He saw three beautiful women sitting on the sofa with their legs crossed, chatting happily and laughing happily from time to time.
It just so happened that Zheng Yu also knew the other party, namely Mei Ting, Jiang Shan, and Yu Feihong. Although he had never had much contact, the other party had participated in many TV series after all, so naturally Zheng Yu was a little familiar with him. At the same time, Zheng Yu felt a little strange about the three of them appearing here.
Mr. Zheng, why are you just getting up now?
When Zheng Yu looked at the three people on the sofa, Ma Yili was wearing a purple cheongsam embroidered with Du Dan patterns, walking out of the kitchen with a charming step, holding a plate of Western pastries on both hands, greeting Zheng Yu with a smile with a unique Shanghai accent.
As Ma Yili's head was tilted in a somewhat artificial way, and when the other party smiled, her eyes squinted, which looked like a standard Shanghai girl. However, because of this, Ma Yili always exuded a unique charm in Kaos's eyes.
However, at this time, Zheng Yu was too lazy to pay attention to the other party. After rolling his eyes, his palm fell directly on the other party's buttocks, which was to say hello to Ma Yili.
Zheng Yu's actions caused Ma Yili to exclaim, but although she screamed, the eyes of the people present looked at her, but Ma Yili didn't care at all. She glared at Zheng Yu's back with a charming look, full of flirting.
After that, Zheng Yu came to the sofa and sat down. He looked at Mei Ting and the other two and said with a smile: Hello, three beauties.
Good, Mr. Zheng.
The three people sitting on the sofa looked at each other, and Jiang Shan took the lead in saying hello to Zheng Yu.
Jiang Shan's dressing is completely different from Mei Ting and Yu Feihong beside her. She wore a dark blue suit on her body. She didn't know what material the fabric was made of. She had some velvet texture, but she still reflected some brilliance in the sun.
With high heels on her feet, she sat there with her legs raised, and her hair was tied behind her head, Jiang Shan gave Zheng Yu a very neat and strong woman-like smell.
In terms of appearance, Jiang Shan was still very beautiful when she was young, but as she got older, her figure was not well controlled and she became a little fatter and she lost the smell of the past.
Especially when comparing the appearance of the two ladies around her, Jiang Shan was even a little ordinary, but because of Jiang Shan's appearance, her temperament was a bit unique, but she had the feeling of a good mother, which neither Mei Ting nor Yu Feihong.
This is different from the elegant nobleness of the women Zheng Yu is in contact with now, but it also has a unique taste, which makes Zheng Yu unable to help but look at Jiang Shan more.
However, Zheng Yu turned his eyes on Mei Ting. The other party was wearing a purple floral long skirt, black and slightly curly hair, and was fixed behind his head by a hairpin. His feet were wearing white high-heeled sandals, but it was more in line with some of Zheng Yu's aesthetics.
Seeing Zheng Yu's eyes look over, Mei Ting smiled even though she didn't say hello, she nodded slightly to Zheng Yu and said hello, and then took a teacup and started drinking.
However, although there was no expression afterwards, Zheng Yu could also feel the other party's gaze, and he was secretly observing himself, and the two people around him, including Ma Yili, who sat next to Zheng Yu after putting down the pastry, seemed to be conducting a detailed analysis of the situation on the scene, with a bit of a secret consideration.
Gong Li had already expressed her intention last night. Although all the invited people did not refuse, they did not respond at that time, and they all came again this morning.
This naturally made Mei Ting a little confused. Everyone was thinking, which made her, who was used to herd mentality, want to observe their respective situations and then consider their subsequent actions.
However, Mei Ting's consideration was obviously a waste of time. Jiang Shan sat there directly. Apart from the initial greeting, there was no follow-up. Even her face was expressionless, as if she was a guest at her best friend's house and she was like a husband.
As for Yu Feihong, he didn't even say hello. When Zheng Yu came over and spoke, he seemed to be awakened and looked at her and Jiang Shan. After that, he felt as if Zheng Yu was not talking to her. He looked down at the book in his hand, and he was so relish.
In addition, the clothes that match the other party's temperament, the black and white sleeveless jumpsuit with one shoulders, and the posture of leaning against the sofa with legs raised, with a strong literary flavor.
Zheng Yu looked at Yu Feihong and Jiang Shan's expression of ignoring her love, and his eyebrows were frivolous and a little at a loss. Fortunately, there was still Mei Ting. Although she didn't talk to her, at least when Zheng Yu looked at the other party, the other party's eyes still had a look, and he still responded to Zheng Yu.
Mr. Zheng, this is a Shanghai snack I made by myself. You must try it. Is it delicious?
Ma Yili was very relaxed about the three girls who were not unfamiliar with Zheng Yu. She clamped the pastry she had just brought with her fingers, lay on Zheng Yu's chest, and handed it to Zheng Yu's mouth.
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