Ye Ni has insomnia.
The next day at noon, when she was floating in the glass room, her faint black green at the moment printed on the mirror made her feel a mess.
She probably did five minutes less spa, and she was definitely not because she was kissed by a man, and when the other party mentioned that she liked her, she told herself this.
Why should I mention Ah...
Thinking of last night, the girl was very dissatisfied.
She was so wet with the kiss, and the semi-transmissive water flowed out of the gap. After washing for a long time, she still felt a wet and sticky feeling.
I tried to imitate the man's technique and reached out my fingers, but I felt more and more and more. Even when I fell asleep, I was still uneasy in my dream.
The man pressed her into the car, no longer on his knees, and his thick genitals were pushed into his body, constantly thrusting, trying to cry, but his lips were blocked again.
It was not until the kiss was enough that the man attached himself to her ear and called her name.
A Ni.
The man called him not Ni'er, Ye Ni was stunned, his eyes met the tablet interface showing the phone, his fingers touched the candle on the workbench, AhAhAh
What's wrong, is it okay?Zong Qingyan on the other side sounded worried.
The boyfriend's immediate concern made Ye Ni both sweet and guilty. He was full of his mind and thoughts like other men, but he didn't know anything.
Scalded by wax oil.The girl lied.
There are obviously low-temperature candles on the table.
Unlike ordinary paraffin, the temperature of the mixed candle added with soybeans is only around 50 degrees and will not burn the skin.
Last summer, she received an invitation to an environmentally friendly small fashion show. Faced with many materials, Ye Ni did not hesitate too much and directly chose ice field melting as the design concept.
Even how the ice field melted, she thought about it for less than an hour and had a satisfactory answer, melted wax oil.
It would be as simple as clothes. Ye Ni stripped off the wax tablet on the back of her hand and sighed quietly.
Ani's design is already perfect.Zong Qingyan knew that she had the habit of constantly replicating and improving designs. When Qingjin saw it before, she was amazed and asked who the designer was.
Grandpa, and due to his identity and background, Ye Ni has always participated in the exhibition anonymously, and the designer signed it as a bamboo leaf pattern.
Every time my boyfriend goes to the scene, he will convey the comments of the visitors. This feeling of being supported makes the girl particularly happy.
Zong Qingjin is so stupid, he must not guess it is me.Ye Ni was happy when she remembered Zong Qingjin's jumping foot and furious look when she was forced into the corner by herself.
The call ended with his girlfriend's slap in a hurry. Zong Qingyan took off his glasses and glanced at his sister's new information in a blurry way.
Cousin?
It was a bit unexpected when Zong Qingjin heard that there was a strange man around his girlfriend, but he had no other negative emotions.
Jealousy, eating, anger, and being stupid.
Ye Ni didn't want to say it, so he didn't mention it and adhered to his duty as a boyfriend.
It’s not that she loves the girl so much, but her identity is so tempting that he can abandon his shallow feelings.
Do you want to go back in advance?The assistant carefully observed the boss's expression. It was not because he was intentionally eavesdropping, but Miss Qingjin was making a noise when she called. The entire team knew that there seemed to be someone else around Miss Ye.
No, it’s not a big deal. Such familiar and loving words of trust are blocked when Zong Qingyan puts his glasses back on his glasses and his cold face gradually becomes clear.
Have you seen it somewhere, he frowned.
Miss Ye must be very happy to know.He keenly captured the boss's unhappiness and the assistant started booking tickets.
Turning a deaf ear to the assistant's plea, Zong Qingyan closed the chat box with his sister and returned to his usual gentle expression.
An old man in Jiangdong is about to celebrate his birthday, so it is time to go back.The corners of the lips curled up, and I don’t know whether to say it to the assistant or to listen to it myself.
The next day at noon, when she was floating in the glass room, her faint black green at the moment printed on the mirror made her feel a mess.
She probably did five minutes less spa, and she was definitely not because she was kissed by a man, and when the other party mentioned that she liked her, she told herself this.
Why should I mention Ah...
Thinking of last night, the girl was very dissatisfied.
She was so wet with the kiss, and the semi-transmissive water flowed out of the gap. After washing for a long time, she still felt a wet and sticky feeling.
I tried to imitate the man's technique and reached out my fingers, but I felt more and more and more. Even when I fell asleep, I was still uneasy in my dream.
The man pressed her into the car, no longer on his knees, and his thick genitals were pushed into his body, constantly thrusting, trying to cry, but his lips were blocked again.
It was not until the kiss was enough that the man attached himself to her ear and called her name.
A Ni.
The man called him not Ni'er, Ye Ni was stunned, his eyes met the tablet interface showing the phone, his fingers touched the candle on the workbench, AhAhAh
What's wrong, is it okay?Zong Qingyan on the other side sounded worried.
The boyfriend's immediate concern made Ye Ni both sweet and guilty. He was full of his mind and thoughts like other men, but he didn't know anything.
Scalded by wax oil.The girl lied.
There are obviously low-temperature candles on the table.
Unlike ordinary paraffin, the temperature of the mixed candle added with soybeans is only around 50 degrees and will not burn the skin.
Last summer, she received an invitation to an environmentally friendly small fashion show. Faced with many materials, Ye Ni did not hesitate too much and directly chose ice field melting as the design concept.
Even how the ice field melted, she thought about it for less than an hour and had a satisfactory answer, melted wax oil.
It would be as simple as clothes. Ye Ni stripped off the wax tablet on the back of her hand and sighed quietly.
Ani's design is already perfect.Zong Qingyan knew that she had the habit of constantly replicating and improving designs. When Qingjin saw it before, she was amazed and asked who the designer was.
Grandpa, and due to his identity and background, Ye Ni has always participated in the exhibition anonymously, and the designer signed it as a bamboo leaf pattern.
Every time my boyfriend goes to the scene, he will convey the comments of the visitors. This feeling of being supported makes the girl particularly happy.
Zong Qingjin is so stupid, he must not guess it is me.Ye Ni was happy when she remembered Zong Qingjin's jumping foot and furious look when she was forced into the corner by herself.
The call ended with his girlfriend's slap in a hurry. Zong Qingyan took off his glasses and glanced at his sister's new information in a blurry way.
Cousin?
It was a bit unexpected when Zong Qingjin heard that there was a strange man around his girlfriend, but he had no other negative emotions.
Jealousy, eating, anger, and being stupid.
Ye Ni didn't want to say it, so he didn't mention it and adhered to his duty as a boyfriend.
It’s not that she loves the girl so much, but her identity is so tempting that he can abandon his shallow feelings.
Do you want to go back in advance?The assistant carefully observed the boss's expression. It was not because he was intentionally eavesdropping, but Miss Qingjin was making a noise when she called. The entire team knew that there seemed to be someone else around Miss Ye.
No, it’s not a big deal. Such familiar and loving words of trust are blocked when Zong Qingyan puts his glasses back on his glasses and his cold face gradually becomes clear.
Have you seen it somewhere, he frowned.
Miss Ye must be very happy to know.He keenly captured the boss's unhappiness and the assistant started booking tickets.
Turning a deaf ear to the assistant's plea, Zong Qingyan closed the chat box with his sister and returned to his usual gentle expression.
An old man in Jiangdong is about to celebrate his birthday, so it is time to go back.The corners of the lips curled up, and I don’t know whether to say it to the assistant or to listen to it myself.
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