"You are 28 years old. I was your first love." Ji'an stood up slowly and looked down at him. "Do you know why no woman wants you? Even I can dump you? "

“……”

"If only your little Tintin is as long as your face." Ji'an said in a loud voice. The clear voice was in the hall, enough for everyone to hear.

Hua

such a tall and heroic man, unexpectedly

Jian looked down at him with a smile: "short three minutes, sir. I'm sorry. I have another appointment. I have to go first."

That's a big insult, isn't it!

Even she felt like saying it It's too much.

I really admire that he didn't get angry on the spot!

Beiming Shaoxi's face is a little dark and dark clouds are gathering.

Ji'an realizes that it's not good, so he smears oil on the soles of his feet to slip away quickly.

The whole restaurant was silent and no one responded.

Ji'an ran to the exit and was suddenly held by a pair of powerful arms.

His natural breath enveloped her, pinched her chin and covered her with hot lips.

Ji'an's heart stopped and she was ready to be beaten for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would bully her in public.

"Well..."

Ji'an held his strong chest in panic.

He sucks her lower lip, like a stranded fish, with each other.

Pure male flavor invades her, with a faint smell of tobacco.

Her thick tongue stirred her wantonly.

A French kiss for more than ten minutes, plundering her fiercely like a wild animal.

She was numb and swollen with kisses, and her struggling body softened against him.

A long dribble fell down the corner of her mouth and he let go of it.

A pair of eyes is like the sea water in hell, and the evil spirit of darkness is rising

"You let me go..." Ji'an's glasses were crooked and imprisoned in his arms. Seeing the male evil spirit in his eyes, "many people are watching!"

Beiming Shaoxi's throat knot rolled and chuckled: "do you know a lot of people?"

In front of the outsider, he is short, three minutes

"It seems that I didn't eat enough of you last time," he said, rubbing his fingers back and forth on her plump lips, which she had been kissing, and the scarlet lips were so wide that they made people tremble. "I'm going to feed you till you can't close your legs!"

Ji'an's legs were too weak to stand: "I was wrong."

"It's too early to admit it!"

He was powerful and strong, and only one hand threw her over his shoulder.

"Help, strong woman did the police," Ji An's body weightlessness, shouting for help.

Beiming Shaoxi raised his hand and beat her ass hard.

He strode forward and braved the natural coldness and aggressiveness

the bodyguard standing outside the door immediately opened the door for the master

The head of the big bed of the palace castle is carved with the relief of angels and the virgin, the thick white bed skirt and the velvet quilt.

The ink blue retro curtain head drops, showing luxury.

Ji'an is thrown into bed and shakes heavily.

Beiming Shaoxi returns to the door and presses the fingerprint code to lock it

The rooms were so luxurious and complicated that they were like the palace of heaven.

The paintings of gods can be seen everywhere, with heavy ink and heavy colors hanging on the antique wall skirt.

This is the presidential suite of Beiming Shaoxi, which is only for him.

He came here to have a rest.

Beiming Shaoxi unbuttoned one by one, the British overcoat was thrown on the ground, and his noble purple silk shirt made him extremely evil.

Ji'an's mind is blank, just stepped on the ground, and then pushed back to bed

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