The Zhou family has developed in recent years and is currently in good momentum.
Of course, Luo Xingzhi knew the young man just now, Zhou Jiran, the eldest son of the Zhou family.
The Luo and Zhou families have not had a deep relationship, but Zhou Jiran had already gone out with his father in this kind of fame and fortune market before he became an adult. He met Luo Xingzhi several times. He was a boy who was different from his father and gave people a clean and polite impression. He was very organized when talking about things. Luo Xingzhi has always cherished talents and felt that this boy was much better than his father and had a promising future.
Why did you tell me this?
After Luo Qi got into the car, he was silent. When he heard Luo Xingzhi's words, he finally had a reaction: Do you think I shouldn't refuse so directly? Can't I not like him?
There is nothing to do with it, it doesn't matter.When Luo Xingzhi was speaking, he looked out the window. The lights of street lights kept flying through his dense eyelashes, scattering into casual shaking lights in his eyes. I just wanted to remind you that Zhou Jiran is a good choice.
Luo Qi's purpose did not escape Luo Xingzhi's eyes from the beginning.
She didn't want to be just a granddaughter who was not painful, and she didn't love her uncle. She would eat the cold rice of the Luo family for the rest of her life, or be given to the old man as a bargaining chip to get something for the Luo family.
She had ambitions and wanted to climb up. She might not have had a chance before, but now the mountain of the Luo family appeared in front of her.
She could see at a glance who she should be attached to and took action for it.
Maybe he is really good...
The breath of the girl beside her approached. When Luo Xingzhi turned his head to look at her, Luo Xun skillfully turned over and sat on his body. The snow-white skirt was hanging like a light jellyfish, and her black hair was divided into uneven parts by the back of her neck, drooping on both sides of her cheeks.
But uncle is obviously a better choice, isn't it?
Her lips opened and she exhaled an ambiguous, wet and hot fragrance, her eyes were like a burning torch fire.
Luo Xingzhi didn't disgust her little thoughts from the beginning, or he even admired her boldness, and the stubbornness that he still climbed up by experiencing cruelty. Therefore, sometimes even if he saw through her purpose, he didn't mind doing some small things for her.
But he was still amused by her weak innocence:
If you have choice, that's true.
Uncle, do you like your daughter?
Luo Qi still remembers the middle-aged man's words just now.
She inserted the abrupt problem of not being in front of the village and behind the village, supported her hand on the man's chest, felt his steady heartbeat, lowered her head and hovered her lips against his lips.
Can I give you a daughter?
He drank a little wine tonight, so he would not get drunk at this level, and even a little drunk, but alcohol would relax people's nerves and loosen the originally dense barriers.
She had already pulled the distance too close, and her lips opened and closed and left a soft touch on his lips as she spoke.
Luo Xingzhi looked at the girl near her, his eyes dark, and he could not see his emotions or thoughts. He just asked her in a plain tone: Do you want to give birth to me?
Isn't it good?
Luo Qi lowered his head and touched his lips lightly. The originally hanging hip petal finally landed on his legs. The soft legs under the hem of the skirt were spread out slightly against the man's strong thigh muscles.
Or do you don't like children?
The man seemed to have a little interest, and he kept a smile in his eyes: Do you know how to have a baby?
His smile seemed to be joking, and he seemed to be a little serious.
Luo Qi raised his waist and pressed it against the swelling between the man's crotch through the suit pants.
The metal zipper buckle in the crotch was warm and cold and hard against her lower abdomen, and rubbed the soft and tender flesh on her lower abdomen as she moved up and down.
Then, uncle is coming to have a test?
She blinked, innocent, innocent, yet charming.
Or... Uncle wants to punish me again?
Like under the table that day.
Of course, Luo Xingzhi knew the young man just now, Zhou Jiran, the eldest son of the Zhou family.
The Luo and Zhou families have not had a deep relationship, but Zhou Jiran had already gone out with his father in this kind of fame and fortune market before he became an adult. He met Luo Xingzhi several times. He was a boy who was different from his father and gave people a clean and polite impression. He was very organized when talking about things. Luo Xingzhi has always cherished talents and felt that this boy was much better than his father and had a promising future.
Why did you tell me this?
After Luo Qi got into the car, he was silent. When he heard Luo Xingzhi's words, he finally had a reaction: Do you think I shouldn't refuse so directly? Can't I not like him?
There is nothing to do with it, it doesn't matter.When Luo Xingzhi was speaking, he looked out the window. The lights of street lights kept flying through his dense eyelashes, scattering into casual shaking lights in his eyes. I just wanted to remind you that Zhou Jiran is a good choice.
Luo Qi's purpose did not escape Luo Xingzhi's eyes from the beginning.
She didn't want to be just a granddaughter who was not painful, and she didn't love her uncle. She would eat the cold rice of the Luo family for the rest of her life, or be given to the old man as a bargaining chip to get something for the Luo family.
She had ambitions and wanted to climb up. She might not have had a chance before, but now the mountain of the Luo family appeared in front of her.
She could see at a glance who she should be attached to and took action for it.
Maybe he is really good...
The breath of the girl beside her approached. When Luo Xingzhi turned his head to look at her, Luo Xun skillfully turned over and sat on his body. The snow-white skirt was hanging like a light jellyfish, and her black hair was divided into uneven parts by the back of her neck, drooping on both sides of her cheeks.
But uncle is obviously a better choice, isn't it?
Her lips opened and she exhaled an ambiguous, wet and hot fragrance, her eyes were like a burning torch fire.
Luo Xingzhi didn't disgust her little thoughts from the beginning, or he even admired her boldness, and the stubbornness that he still climbed up by experiencing cruelty. Therefore, sometimes even if he saw through her purpose, he didn't mind doing some small things for her.
But he was still amused by her weak innocence:
If you have choice, that's true.
Uncle, do you like your daughter?
Luo Qi still remembers the middle-aged man's words just now.
She inserted the abrupt problem of not being in front of the village and behind the village, supported her hand on the man's chest, felt his steady heartbeat, lowered her head and hovered her lips against his lips.
Can I give you a daughter?
He drank a little wine tonight, so he would not get drunk at this level, and even a little drunk, but alcohol would relax people's nerves and loosen the originally dense barriers.
She had already pulled the distance too close, and her lips opened and closed and left a soft touch on his lips as she spoke.
Luo Xingzhi looked at the girl near her, his eyes dark, and he could not see his emotions or thoughts. He just asked her in a plain tone: Do you want to give birth to me?
Isn't it good?
Luo Qi lowered his head and touched his lips lightly. The originally hanging hip petal finally landed on his legs. The soft legs under the hem of the skirt were spread out slightly against the man's strong thigh muscles.
Or do you don't like children?
The man seemed to have a little interest, and he kept a smile in his eyes: Do you know how to have a baby?
His smile seemed to be joking, and he seemed to be a little serious.
Luo Qi raised his waist and pressed it against the swelling between the man's crotch through the suit pants.
The metal zipper buckle in the crotch was warm and cold and hard against her lower abdomen, and rubbed the soft and tender flesh on her lower abdomen as she moved up and down.
Then, uncle is coming to have a test?
She blinked, innocent, innocent, yet charming.
Or... Uncle wants to punish me again?
Like under the table that day.
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