Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 407 The sun is very warm, so comfortable that you want to doze off

However, she smiled too weirdly.

Karl Mo frowned, and he said: "Miss An, if you keep laughing like this, I should suspect that you are disgusting me behind your back!"

An Qiyue waved her hand guiltily, thinking about it secretly.

This perverted dead shemale belongs to the dog family, with such a keen sense of smell.

She raised her brows, pretending to be calm and said: "Mr. Carl, didn't you say you want to drink tea, then let's go!"

Carl glanced at her ankles, and moved his eyes slightly up to the faint peach blossom marks on An Qiyue's neck.

He snorted softly, "You guys did it very intensely last night? Your man's waist hurts, your feet hurt, can't you bear it?"

An Qiyue's face turned red in a second.

She suspected that Karl was sick, extremely dark and unhealthy.

...

The sun is very warm, and when the wind blows, it is so comfortable that you want to doze off.

An Qiyue raised her eyes, met the man's deep blue eyes like the sea, and said, "I'm a man with a big body and a good life, and it's natural to be fierce! Mr. Carl, may I ask you to beg for nothing to keep me here just to discuss the relationship between me and me?" Sex with my man? If so, I'm sorry, it's inconvenient!"

Carl raised his eyes, his face froze slightly, his heart seemed to be sprinkled with fine sand, choked and uncomfortable.

He was silent for a while, a faint smile floated to the tip of his eyes, and a thin sarcasm filled his cool voice.

He said: "Qi/Good job, Miss An has never seen the world, right? Besides, it's not sure who that man is."

Ann July...

She had never seen a man worse than Ji Liunian, and Carl once again refreshed her understanding of scumbags.

She doesn't intend to talk to the scumbag, after all, she still has a moral bottom line in such a low-level downline.

For example, she still can't let go of talking about the size of European men with strange and strange men.

In other words, she didn't want to talk to Carl about this issue, which was unquestionable, unnutritious, and dirty.

However, before ending this topic, she wanted to disgust Karl again.

She raised her eyes, smiled with red lips and white teeth, and said, "It's as if Mr. Carl has seen the world before. It seems that you have a lot of men of European and American sizes!"

Can you bear it if you don't make chrysanthemums?

Of course she won't say the second half of the sentence.

Just the first half of the sentence, Karl's face was already falling into an abyss, cold and gloomy like a vampire washed by the moonlight, evil and dangerous.

Karl knew that he couldn't get any benefits from An Qiyue, and his heavy face was like the smog in the deep winter, so dark that the sky could not be seen.

He said: "Let's go, I'll take you to drink tea and go [catch/rape] by the way, let you see what a real scumbag is!"

...

Phoenix Spring Resort Villa, a well-known leisure resort near Shili Changxiang, [-] kilometers away.

It is said that they are resorts, but they are actually private resorts customized for the upper class.

Generally, the people who receive them are either high-level government officials or big shots in the aristocratic circle.

In short, those who can go here for vacation are all dignitaries.

Maybe you can offend someone with just a sneeze!

Carl pushed the door and got out of the car, and went around the front of the car to open the door for An Qiyue.

An Qiyue got off the car, and the air was as fresh as washing, with a tangy, clear and clean breath.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the whole picture halfway up the mountain.

Surrounded by mountains and water, surrounded by mountains and rocks!
Tree-lined and verdant!
An Qiyue thought, if it was in a feudal society, it would become a geomantic treasure no matter what, even if it wasn't the emperor's dragon's lair, it could still be regarded as the mausoleum of Lord Marquis.

She withdrew her gaze, smiled faintly, and said: "It is indeed a good place for vacation. If one day I die and can be buried here, it will be regarded as the fallen leaves returning to their roots, and the tired birds returning to their nests."

(End of this chapter)