He Qidong pushed away Deng Wanzhou, who bit his arm.

Deng Wanzhou's eyes have tears in the eyes.

When he stared at him, the tears fell down, and the crushed beauty was full of eyes.

She rushed up and pushed He Qidong on the sofa.

Raising his feet, the whole person rode up, holding He Qidong's neck, and tightly entangled He Qidong like an octopus.

When she lowered her head, she was willing to be on this man.

In fact, she didn't have any skills to kiss this. The only time she kissed He Qidong.

At this moment holding He Qidong, it is not a real dear, but it is more like an emotion that is dissatisfied and painful in her heart.

This kind of kiss is not good.

For He Qidong, the soft and exquisite woman is close to her chest.

My heart is fierce.

The boiling blood was cautious and darkened around the body, rushing towards the limbs.

Consciousness was quickly strangled.

Under the palm, the man's stiff chest stopped Deng Wanzhou.

When looking up, the broken hair hanging in front of her chest, and gently swept He Qidong's neck.

Suddenly, it is crispy and numb.

Thirty -two years old, blood gas, He Qidong, who is still a virgin body, has been evoked the physiological desire that has nothing to do with love.

Such a close distance.

His hand only needs to move a little, and he can take off Deng Wanzhou's clothes.

But he didn't.

He doesn't love her, he can't do this kind of beast.

But the alcohol in her mind, or maybe her hot body, wantonly squeezing, so that the depressed desire in his heart would have the potential of wild fires.

The more you want to be wiped out, the more you burn more.

Deng Wanzhou is still riding on him.

Breathe the wine in front of you.

She was also drunk.

Little drunken cat, cut off his shirt neckline.

Exhale in your hand, touch the hard chest of that side, and squeeze it freely.

The red lips fell down, near He Qidong's lips.

Gently suck.

When I raised my eyes, the tears in my eyes were not dry, and Chu Chu stared poorly and stared at him.

Warm breathing, rubbing his cheeks, bite his ears, "A Dong, life is short, we are not easy for us, don't waste time in each other, okay?"

Under the bright light.

Her eyes are like star.

The ambiguous atmosphere was silent.

"A Dong, I want to do it with you."

Thirty years old immediately, she has been guarding him like jade.

So far she is still a yellow flower girl.

And she is still the richest man in Pengcheng. Such an identity cannot lack men.

If she is still there, she will definitely be a joke.

She doesn't want to waste time. Since one day sooner or later, she will compile him into her only man, so why not exercise her rights a day early?

She hooked his neck, and his eyes turned around.

"A Dong, don't you feel lonely?"

"I find a master of Feng Shui."

"The master said I am Wangfu, I will give you a child in the future, and give birth to a football team."

"Then you won't be lonely."

"OK?"

Don't give him any opportunity to think and hesitate.

She buried in front of his chest, starting from his sexy throat, kissing.

That brand -new white shirt, I do n’t know when she has been stained with her lipstick.

There is a clear and beautiful taste, rubbing silently in the air.

Her little hands boldly unbuttoned his first shirt button.

The hand was suddenly held tightly by He Qidong, "We can't do this."

Roll the throat gently.

Restraining him for a long time, and the desire to outbreak like a flood.

Even a hoarse voice shows a huge but restrained explosive power.

Low and shallow, under this bright light, Deng Wanzhou, who loves him for a long time, wants to give himself out completely.

She pulled her hand from his palm.

Pull off the shirt buttons in front of your chest.

The pink chiffon shirt on her body was faded from her two -curved and thin arms.

The shoulder strap behind her was unlocked by her.

"A Dong, I don't want you to be responsible for me."

"I only need you."

No matter after tonight, A Dong does not accept her, she is willing to be willing to be her woman.

Don't ask for any return.

Even, he didn't need him to be responsible for her.

"A Dong, I'm willing, don't have any psychological pressure."

"You should be a messy love all night, let yourself release it, and let yourself decompress it."

No man can hold in front of the body that is so hot, so smart, cute, and beautiful, holding it.

He Qidong is no exception.

Big palm conditions reflected, falling on her smooth back.

Follow her spine that feels good, sliding down a little bit.

"A Dong, that's it, it's bold." Deng Wanzhou kissed his cheeks, faintly tempting.

On the verge of out of control, He Qidong hooked her pants down and stopped, and stopped suddenly.

Open your eyes, just look up at Deng Wanzhou's eyes.

Xu is too bright and fierce.

In the bottom of each other's eyes, the flames are raised.

He Qidong rolled his throat and pushed her away.

Deng Wanzhou's whole person fell from the sofa to the carpet.

When I got up, I raised my eyes slightly and saw He Qidong's physical change, and smiled bitterly, "A Dong, you obviously responded to me."

"I won't move one, and I will never marry a woman." He Qidong, who was drunk, tried to restrain himself.

Get up, step on the ups and downs, drunken steps, and walk on the stairs.

Deng Wanzhou was dry on the carpet.

Looking at He Qidong's endless back, she didn't have extra movements, only quietly and silently scrolled on the carpet, hugging herself.

I almost did it with him.

In this case, he can push her away.

How bad is she?

In the past, I always felt that the bottom of the sea was the day of the day, and the people in front of me were the people in my heart.
To be continued...