After opening the door, Zhenzhen immediately leaned her fragrant body into Shan Sihua's arms, trying to create a gentle service environment. The girl's warm body and the mixture of perfume and powder were enough to make people fascinated.

, unbearable itch.

Shan Sihua tried her best to control her inner desire, gently embraced Zhenzhen's slender waist, and closed the door with one hand.

Everything has not changed, it is still the same as the renovation of the house, and it is still a small space with a shelf in the room, just like the small space where a bed can be placed.

Coincidentally, the small compartment where Zhenzhen brought Shan Sihua into was actually the small space that Shan Sihua and Xiaorong encountered unexpectedly. Next door was the place where Shan Sihua killed Gu Cheng with a big grudge.

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The familiar environment once again touched the gate of Shan Sihua's memory. He couldn't help but walk to the next door, looked at the empty bed, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. The scene of hurting Gu Cheng that year immediately appeared in front of him, as if it had happened.

Yesterday.

"Brother, do you like this compartment? Then let's do it in this compartment." Zhenzhen empathically hugged Shan Sihua's waist from behind, and pressed her soft breasts tightly against Shan Sihua's back

The back was like a current coming, accelerating the surge of Shan Sihua's desire in his heart.

"No, we'll go to the next door." Shan Sihua took a deep breath again, this time to control his inner desire and prevent him from appearing so anxious.

Anyway, in Xiaoque's eyes, he is all the image of a straight big brother. If he touches Zhenzhen as soon as he comes in, it will inevitably reach Xiaoque's ears. What would Xiaoque think about that?

Shan Sihua silently read the names of Xiaorong and Gu Cheng in his heart, and came to the next door with Zhenzhen. Both of them fell on the bed. Zhenzhen's hands began to wander rhythmically on Shan Sihua's body, and without saying anything

The damp and hot red lips were printed on Shan Sihua's mouth.

Shan Sihua wanted to say "no", but before the word "is" reached its mouth, it was covered by the rolling desire. He gave up resistance, or he had no willpower to stop Zhenzhen's passionate love,

I can only let Zhenzhen stir up his stronger desire.

Although Zhenzhen has only been in Gao Lego for a week, her skillful massage techniques can be compared with senior technicians, and she is obviously a veteran. Shan Sihua even feels that the techniques of the female masseuses in the south are just like this.

, or rather, it is not as comfortable as Zhenzhen.

Zhenzhen saw Shan Sihua closing her eyes comfortably, and a sense of pride arose. Whenever a man showed such an expression under her hands, Zhenzhen felt a sense of satisfaction, because she felt that men actually lived.

It's very tired, and it's not a good thing to be able to enjoy a moment of comfort in her fingering.

Just as Zhenzhen was intoxicated by herself, her hands had already pressed on Shan Sihua's shoulders.

"Ah! It hurts!" Shan Sihua suddenly opened her eyes and showed a painful expression, which scared Zhenzhen. She immediately asked with concern: "What's wrong, are you trying too hard?"

Shan Sihua, who was lying on the bed on his back, did not answer, his expression was very painful, as if he was holding back the pain.

Zhenzhen originally had her legs apart, and she was sitting on Shan Sihua's lower abdomen like riding a horse, pressing Shan Sihua's shoulders with both hands. Seeing this, she couldn't help but stop the massage movement, pulled Shan Sihua's clothes open,

I saw several thin layers of gauze wrapped around Shan Sihua's shoulders. A few red bloodshots were soaking the gauze on the snow-white gauze.

Shan Sihua had a wound on her shoulder, and it seemed that she was bleeding again by Zhenzhen!

Zhenzhen was frightened and jumped off Shan Sihua's body, stood by the bed, and said apology anxiously, looking at a loss. She was a master of massage, but she was helpless in dealing with the wound.

Shan Sihua took out a cigarette and lit it, took a few sips, barely resisted the pain with the smell of nicotine, and then sat up to comfort Zhenzhen without any guilt. He was injured himself, and just forgot to tell Zhenzhen.

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Seeing that Shan Sihua was generous and not delving into it, Zhenzhen felt relieved and thought to herself: This man is more decent than ordinary men who are living in society, and he has increased his favorability to Shan Sihua. At the same time, he boldly checked it.

The wound, concerned, "Is it important?"

A seemingly careless greeting warmed Shan Sihua's heart. He pretended to be nothing, spit out a mouthful of smoke, and pretended to be relaxed: "It's okay, it's just a little bit of skin."

Zhenzhen sat back to Shan Sihua, looked at him affectionately, and murmured: "Brother, is this the first time you are here to play?"

"No, why do you ask like this?" Shan Sihua asked curiously. Then Zhenzhen replied softly: "It's nothing, it's even some time for me to do this job. Today is the first time I have met you so generously

Man, so I want to do a full service for you.”

Zhenzhen's words made Shan Sihua a little unreasonable. Originally, Zhenzhen was doing this kind of service, so why did she say that?

As if he saw Shan Sihua's doubts, Zhenzhen immediately added: "Brother, don't get me wrong, I mean, I want to make a full set for you for free." As he said that, Zhenzhen was like a little white rabbit

Go into Shan Sihua's arms.

Shan Sihua did not refuse Zhenzhen's actions, and he was powerless to refuse, but he was still a little puzzled. Could it be that because Zhenzhen accidentally pressed the wound by mistake and did not blame him, he asked Zhenzhen to agree to him and say it

If so?

Before Shan Sihua could say anything else, Zhenzhen's red lips were printed on Shan Sihua's mouth again, and all the words behind him were swallowed into his throat. The moment he lay down, Shan Sihua suddenly thought of Xiaorong who was still in the south.

At the same time, I also thought of the real purpose of coming to Lianglong Town.

"No, listen to me first..." Shan Sihua tried hard to move her mouth away, and was interrupted by Zhenzhen as soon as she was halfway through her words: "No need to say anything, believe me, I won't ask for your money, I'm willing to do so

of."

Shan Sihua wanted to say something else. Zhenzhen's warm body was already twisting in his arms. The tenderness rubbed from his towering chest made him dizzy and feeling Zhenzhen's dreamlike whisper. Shan Si

Hua could no longer control his desire, forgot the wound on his shoulder, and turned over and pressed Zhenzhen under him.

All the explanations seem so redundant. What do you want Mengting and Xiaorong? Let’s go aside for the time being!

There were violent ups and downs in the small compartment, and the two young bodies collided with the wind and rain of love, bathing in the two young hearts, making them devote themselves to the love of selflessness.

The violent ups and downs lasted for half an hour. When everything calmed down, Shan Sihua and Zhenzhen were already sweating profusely. The small compartment was filled with a smell of sweat, a mixture of perfume and powder.

Shan Sihua was smoking a cigarette, Zhenzhen lay on his side, half of her soft breasts pressed against the uninjured shoulder, like a loving couple who had just swam out of love, still savoring love

The aftertaste.

After a long time, Shan Sihua thought of the original intention of coming to Lego, and couldn't help but try to say, "Zhenzhen, can you ask you a question?"

"Well, what's the problem, you said." Zhenzhen, who had just woken up from love, seemed particularly gentle, lying naked beside Shan Sihua like a gentle lamb, and responded softly.

"Do you know a girl named Yao Mengting?"

"What kind of, how old? Who is from?"

Listening to Zhenzhen asking so many questions in one breath, Shan Sihua briefly explained the situation of Mengting and clearly stated that she wanted Mengting.

"Are you talking about Sister Ting?" Zhenzhen tilted her head, let out a breath and asked softly in his ear.

Shan Sihua suddenly remembered that Xiaoque had told him that girls who were mingling in the society in Lianglong Town called Mengting to Sister Ting, so he nodded and continued: "Yes, it's the girl named Sister Ting."

As soon as Shan Sihua finished speaking, Zhenzhen sat up and asked: "Brother, do you want to play with her?"

Originally, Shan Sihua wanted to deny it, but when she changed her mind, she nodded again. Seeing this, Zhenzhen continued: "I advise you to die of this heart."

"Why?" Shan Sihua glanced at Zhenzhen's fair breasts with unsatisfactory satisfaction and asked back, looking a little distracted. If it weren't for the fact that she had just swam in love, Shan Sihua would have been unable to resist this temptation.

Rush forward desperately.

"Do you know Sister Ting's worth? She is now a rich man and is usually generous. She doesn't have too many men to play with her, but there are not many people who can really get her." Zhenzhen replied seriously.

His eyes were filled with envy.

Sure enough, there was no difference between what Xiaoque said. Shan Sihua nodded and asked quietly: "Do you know who the wealthy she is with?"

Shan Sihua's idea was that Xiaoque didn't know who the big guy she was looking for was looking for, maybe Zhenzhen would know. If she couldn't find Mengting for the time being, she could start from the man she was next to.

Shan Sihua has only one purpose. He must find Mengting and ask in person what exactly made her go on the current path.

Who knew that Zhenzhen's head was shaking like a drum when she heard this, and she continued without thinking: "We don't know who the man is, nor what his name is. Who is willing to say such a good thing, and is not afraid of being someone.

It would be strange if you snatch it away."

This is the truth. Who doesn’t like a rich man like Mengting found? If any information is leaked, it may lead to jealousy from other girls and may be seduced by other girls at any time.

go.

Seeing Shan Sihua showing disappointment on his face, Zhenzhen hollowed out his memory and continued: "However, I heard that the man Sister Ting was looking for was very old, and she was over 20 years older than Sister Ting, and maybe Sister Ting's

My father is still older, and it seems he is an official in the city."
Chapter completed!