Didn't sleep well last night, are you nervous?Gu Lanzhi smiled.
It seems that he is really confused. He doesn't look like an insomnia person...
Not mom.Gu Qingtan quickly waved his hand to explain.
Gu Lanzhi didn't ask, just wash her hands and have a meal.
Aunt Jing next to him smiled gently at him, which inexplicably touched his mind.
Gu Qingtan smiled with a little self-deprecating heart, what isn't it?
His heart was indeed in chaos.
Last night, the erotic memories of his youth were re-reflected like a movie... That night, he turned off the lights and went straight into Aunt Jing's quilt. She didn't resist at all, smiled and agreed, but in the end she found that she was still a virgin.
Because the sense of substitution is too strong, it is vivid in my mind. Even the spring dream is so enjoyable that the restraint and restraint of adults is a bit too strong to resist the youth.
He was very grateful to Aunt Jing for everything he did for him. He could not repay it and would never repay it clearly, but he did not admit that it was love.
What can this relationship bring to Aunt Jing?It's just that he unilaterally seeks benefits.
There was no love between the two, and it only satisfies the needs of his lower body.
After all, the happiness that Aunt Jing wants is not something he can give.
Gu Qingtan sat down at the dining table with her mother, and the breakfast was a classic Chinese soup.
Soon, my sister also went downstairs.
Her steps were light and silent, and her black skirt was rippling like an elf.
Gu Lanzhi frowned slightly and went to change her clothes.
Gu Youhuang paused, couldn't help but curl her lips, and went back to the room to change into clothes.
It was a milky white home clothes with thin fabric, and the lower body was no longer empty and exposed the white thighs.
The sound clothing gave her a touch of a girlish playful and cute soft Cute taste, and a touch of a bad woman's sexy charm.
My sister was not here last night and I came this morning.
She wanted to wake up with her brother, but as soon as she approached his bed, looking at her handsome and handsome facial features, and her sleeping smoothly, she couldn't help but want to lie with him for a while.
Later, when my younger brother woke up and gently held her skirt for her, she was actually awake.
My younger brother never treated her as a woman who could go to. To be honest, her self-esteem as a woman was somewhat frustrated.
Although her mother did not allow her to cheat or play edge balls for marginal sex, she always wanted to resist her mother, so how could she remain honest?
The desire from the bottom of her heart made her want an indulgent love.
Because everyone had their own thoughts, the dining table fell into silence.
In the past, Qingtan would try to find some topics to talk about, but he was not in this mood today.
What did my mother say to Aunt Jing during that morning?Her expression was a little bit wrong…this question has been bothering him.
After breakfast, my mother and sister changed their clothes and went to work in the company.
Now there are only two people in the family, he and Jing.
Gu Qingtan sat on the sofa, and Aunt Jing brought him two plates of fruit, and then mop the floor as she was supposed to do, first mopping with a wet sponge mop, and then wipe it with a dry rag.
A villa of 300 square meters requires eight housekeepers to clean for two hours.
However, it doesn’t require thorough cleaning every day, basically once a week.
Gu Qingtan always felt that she was pretending to be serious, but actually doing something absent-mindedly, such as deliberately turning her back to him in front of her, lowering her body, showing her round and plump figure and the round and soft figure like a bell.
There is a saying that is very suitable to describe her. Although she is wearing a thorn hairpin and a cloth skirt, she is hard to hide her beauty.
Summer is the season for emotional ejaculation. The properly exposed skin looks even more charming because of sweating. There is also a familiar fragrance that faintly comes from the nose. In Gu Qingtan's eyes, these look particularly sexy.
Aunt Jing, did she tell you anything, mother?
Gu Qingtan couldn't help asking after all.
She straightened her back and answered truthfully, "Something that aunt can't say."But you will gradually understand in the future.Neither aunt nor wife will harm you.
Gu Qingtan thought about something, but his doubts became even heavier.
It was almost time to agree that he wrapped his most frequently worn quarter-sleeved blazer and left the door in advance.
Speaking of which, my sister always likes to wear suits and wears them. She has a big boss temperament, which he can't learn.
He drove to the Pei family's teahouse. The facade was an ancient and imitation Ming building with a square plaque hanging with three big words "Chat Xianju".
The so-called tea fairies are actually young female tea artists who are well-known in the tea industry. They are the nickname given by industry insiders. They are different ways to praise them like fairies who are so elegant that they are not as beautiful as the world.
Gu Qingtan walked into the teahouse and the decoration inside was very modern. Looking around, the sandalwood screen divided the hall into several areas, all of which were placed with solid wood tea tables and sofas, with tea tables and even tea pets.
Some teahouses not only sell tea, but also food, such as crab roe soup buns, but this tea fairy house only sells tea and sells various exquisite refreshments, which belongs to the Qing teahouse.
There were very few people coming to drink tea, and the hall looked empty.
Gu Qingtan knew that this was just a place to rest.
The real private room is on the second floor, where the decoration is more particular.
He came to the front desk, and a woman was wearing a very fit black cheongsam outfit, with the collar on her chest just opened, revealing a deep and fair breast.
Sir, who are you looking for?
Gu Qingtan revealed his identity and said embarrassedly, I'm here to go on a blind date...
It turned out to be Mr. Gu, please come with me.
The woman in the cheongsam led the way in front, and Gu Qingtan followed her, watching her hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, and felt a little moved, and it turned out that the details were devils.
……
Yangzhou slow box.
Pei Qingming, who can be called the most beautiful tea fairy in history, has been waiting for a long time.
Wearing a plain-white Hanfu, she leaned on a rattan chair, with a gauze top, her beautiful body completely wrapped in it, her strapless breasts were vaguely visible, and a skirt on her lower body, but the emerald green belt was tied up very much, almost under her breasts.
A pair of plain hands held a long-mouthed pot, tilted gently, and the golden topaz tea soup poured out, pouring it all into the teacup without sprinkling.
She wore Hanfu, tied her bun and wore a flower hair, and swept her eyebrows lightly. She was floating in the mist of hydrogen, and she was suspected to be a cold and falling, without any appearance of becoming a mother.
Today, she shouldn't have sat here.
With her identity, no one can let her perform the unique skills of moving mountains or Feng Huáng nodding.
But my daughter actually sent her a message this morning saying that she had gone to her friend's house to take refuge, and she came back the day after tomorrow, and then disappeared, obviously she didn't want to go on a blind date.
It’s not that she has any opinions about the man, but she doesn’t want to fall in love yet and doesn’t want to find a man.
Dead girl.Pei Qingming couldn't help but reach out and rub his temples.
I will see her next time, and I must beat her butt to relieve her.
It seems that he is really confused. He doesn't look like an insomnia person...
Not mom.Gu Qingtan quickly waved his hand to explain.
Gu Lanzhi didn't ask, just wash her hands and have a meal.
Aunt Jing next to him smiled gently at him, which inexplicably touched his mind.
Gu Qingtan smiled with a little self-deprecating heart, what isn't it?
His heart was indeed in chaos.
Last night, the erotic memories of his youth were re-reflected like a movie... That night, he turned off the lights and went straight into Aunt Jing's quilt. She didn't resist at all, smiled and agreed, but in the end she found that she was still a virgin.
Because the sense of substitution is too strong, it is vivid in my mind. Even the spring dream is so enjoyable that the restraint and restraint of adults is a bit too strong to resist the youth.
He was very grateful to Aunt Jing for everything he did for him. He could not repay it and would never repay it clearly, but he did not admit that it was love.
What can this relationship bring to Aunt Jing?It's just that he unilaterally seeks benefits.
There was no love between the two, and it only satisfies the needs of his lower body.
After all, the happiness that Aunt Jing wants is not something he can give.
Gu Qingtan sat down at the dining table with her mother, and the breakfast was a classic Chinese soup.
Soon, my sister also went downstairs.
Her steps were light and silent, and her black skirt was rippling like an elf.
Gu Lanzhi frowned slightly and went to change her clothes.
Gu Youhuang paused, couldn't help but curl her lips, and went back to the room to change into clothes.
It was a milky white home clothes with thin fabric, and the lower body was no longer empty and exposed the white thighs.
The sound clothing gave her a touch of a girlish playful and cute soft Cute taste, and a touch of a bad woman's sexy charm.
My sister was not here last night and I came this morning.
She wanted to wake up with her brother, but as soon as she approached his bed, looking at her handsome and handsome facial features, and her sleeping smoothly, she couldn't help but want to lie with him for a while.
Later, when my younger brother woke up and gently held her skirt for her, she was actually awake.
My younger brother never treated her as a woman who could go to. To be honest, her self-esteem as a woman was somewhat frustrated.
Although her mother did not allow her to cheat or play edge balls for marginal sex, she always wanted to resist her mother, so how could she remain honest?
The desire from the bottom of her heart made her want an indulgent love.
Because everyone had their own thoughts, the dining table fell into silence.
In the past, Qingtan would try to find some topics to talk about, but he was not in this mood today.
What did my mother say to Aunt Jing during that morning?Her expression was a little bit wrong…this question has been bothering him.
After breakfast, my mother and sister changed their clothes and went to work in the company.
Now there are only two people in the family, he and Jing.
Gu Qingtan sat on the sofa, and Aunt Jing brought him two plates of fruit, and then mop the floor as she was supposed to do, first mopping with a wet sponge mop, and then wipe it with a dry rag.
A villa of 300 square meters requires eight housekeepers to clean for two hours.
However, it doesn’t require thorough cleaning every day, basically once a week.
Gu Qingtan always felt that she was pretending to be serious, but actually doing something absent-mindedly, such as deliberately turning her back to him in front of her, lowering her body, showing her round and plump figure and the round and soft figure like a bell.
There is a saying that is very suitable to describe her. Although she is wearing a thorn hairpin and a cloth skirt, she is hard to hide her beauty.
Summer is the season for emotional ejaculation. The properly exposed skin looks even more charming because of sweating. There is also a familiar fragrance that faintly comes from the nose. In Gu Qingtan's eyes, these look particularly sexy.
Aunt Jing, did she tell you anything, mother?
Gu Qingtan couldn't help asking after all.
She straightened her back and answered truthfully, "Something that aunt can't say."But you will gradually understand in the future.Neither aunt nor wife will harm you.
Gu Qingtan thought about something, but his doubts became even heavier.
It was almost time to agree that he wrapped his most frequently worn quarter-sleeved blazer and left the door in advance.
Speaking of which, my sister always likes to wear suits and wears them. She has a big boss temperament, which he can't learn.
He drove to the Pei family's teahouse. The facade was an ancient and imitation Ming building with a square plaque hanging with three big words "Chat Xianju".
The so-called tea fairies are actually young female tea artists who are well-known in the tea industry. They are the nickname given by industry insiders. They are different ways to praise them like fairies who are so elegant that they are not as beautiful as the world.
Gu Qingtan walked into the teahouse and the decoration inside was very modern. Looking around, the sandalwood screen divided the hall into several areas, all of which were placed with solid wood tea tables and sofas, with tea tables and even tea pets.
Some teahouses not only sell tea, but also food, such as crab roe soup buns, but this tea fairy house only sells tea and sells various exquisite refreshments, which belongs to the Qing teahouse.
There were very few people coming to drink tea, and the hall looked empty.
Gu Qingtan knew that this was just a place to rest.
The real private room is on the second floor, where the decoration is more particular.
He came to the front desk, and a woman was wearing a very fit black cheongsam outfit, with the collar on her chest just opened, revealing a deep and fair breast.
Sir, who are you looking for?
Gu Qingtan revealed his identity and said embarrassedly, I'm here to go on a blind date...
It turned out to be Mr. Gu, please come with me.
The woman in the cheongsam led the way in front, and Gu Qingtan followed her, watching her hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, and felt a little moved, and it turned out that the details were devils.
……
Yangzhou slow box.
Pei Qingming, who can be called the most beautiful tea fairy in history, has been waiting for a long time.
Wearing a plain-white Hanfu, she leaned on a rattan chair, with a gauze top, her beautiful body completely wrapped in it, her strapless breasts were vaguely visible, and a skirt on her lower body, but the emerald green belt was tied up very much, almost under her breasts.
A pair of plain hands held a long-mouthed pot, tilted gently, and the golden topaz tea soup poured out, pouring it all into the teacup without sprinkling.
She wore Hanfu, tied her bun and wore a flower hair, and swept her eyebrows lightly. She was floating in the mist of hydrogen, and she was suspected to be a cold and falling, without any appearance of becoming a mother.
Today, she shouldn't have sat here.
With her identity, no one can let her perform the unique skills of moving mountains or Feng Huáng nodding.
But my daughter actually sent her a message this morning saying that she had gone to her friend's house to take refuge, and she came back the day after tomorrow, and then disappeared, obviously she didn't want to go on a blind date.
It’s not that she has any opinions about the man, but she doesn’t want to fall in love yet and doesn’t want to find a man.
Dead girl.Pei Qingming couldn't help but reach out and rub his temples.
I will see her next time, and I must beat her butt to relieve her.
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