Godly Play System

Zhang Fan lowered his head, looked at the wooden door handle in front of him, hesitated for three seconds, and carefully unscrewed the door.

Zhang Fan [a martial arts master of his own school] ability, let him very good control of strength, open a small gap at the same time, did not make any sound.

Zhang Fan follows the imaginative voice and finds Yuanzhi, the owner of the voice.

Fang Yuanzhi, with a high horse tail and a self-cultivation sportswear, was lying on the yoga mat to make a horse.

that strange voice was the sound she made when she pressed her legs.

Zhang Fan glanced at Fang Yuanzhi's tight back curve outlined by the self-cultivation sportswear and carefully closed the door.

The door is closed.

Zhang Fan slapped himself in the mouth.

Fang Yuanzhi is doing a serious exercise, but he is stunned and thinks it is really time to fight.

but the figure of lawyer Fang is really good.

Although it was just a glance, her perfect waist curve was still in the mind of Zhang Fan.

Dong!

Zhang Fan lifted her mood and knocked on the door of her master bedroom.

who?

ah!

hearing the knock, Fang Yuanzhi subconsciously wanted to stand up and stretch her leg. She was rolling in pain.

"Are you all right?"

hearing a scream in the master bedroom, Zhang Fan quickly pushed the door open and saw Fang Yuanzhi rolling on the yoga mat and rushed up.

pain!

pain, good pain, pain!

Fang Yuanzhi covered her thigh and pointed to her right leg to say pain.

Zhang Fan saw her painful forehead out of dense sweat, aware that it may be cramps.

He quickly broke off her hand holding her right leg, held her slender Bai Zhe's mistake and even her right hand, and lifted it up a little 30 or 40 degrees.

"Pain... Pain. Good pain"

Fang Yuanzhi's right leg was lifted up like this by Zhang Fan, and she screamed loudly.

faced with her sonic attack, Zhang Fan was unmoved. She put her right hand on her right blue leg with her right hand.

"It doesn't hurt now?"

Zhang Fan pressed it hard for a while, and looked at Fang Zhi, whose expression came alive one by one.

"Well, it seems much better."

Fang Yuanzhi is full of eyebrows, close your eyes, please take it carefully.

"You just had a cramp.

the cramp is to press it like this. If I don't see you crying pain all the time, I want to point your right leg to be perpendicular to the ground."

Zhang Fan patted Fang Yuanzheng's ya and said softly.

When his right leg is lifted to be perpendicular to the ground?

after hearing the speech, Fang Yuanzheng took a subconscious look at his contact with Zhang Fan.

The whole leg of the right leg is in the sailer's hand.

the right leg is placed on the sailer's knee, which is lifted dozens of degrees.

Fang Yuanzhi looked at her close fitting black sportswear, and her face was flushed, even her earlobe and neck were dyed red.

From small to large, in addition to his father, Zhang Fan is the first man to contact with this way.

"Me. I'm fine, you go out quickly."

"me. I need to change clothes."

Fang Yuanzhi don't have a shy red Qiao, urging Zhang Fan to put down her right and leave her room.

Hearing Fang Yuanzhi's words, Zhang Fan glanced at her ruddy pretty face, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"Lawyer Fang is shy!"

"Hmm!"

"you should be OK, but your tendon may be hurt and it will be inconvenient to walk. Please pay attention to it. If you have anything, please call me."

Zhang Fan put Fang Yuanzhi's legs down and helped her pull out her hair, which was wet with sweat, and whispered.

"Well, I know!"

as soon as Zhang Fan pulled out her hair, Fang Yuanzhi felt that her heart almost jumped out of her throat and urged her to go out quickly. "

Zhang Fan laughed and walked towards the door

Fang Yuanzhi looked at his tall figure, opened the door and said suddenly when he was about to go out; "Thank you."

"you're welcome"

Zhang Fan turns her head and smiles at Fang Yuanzhi, then walks out of the master bedroom and closes the door for lawyer Fang.

Bang!

as soon as Zhang Fan left, Fang Yuanzhi fell shyly on the yoga mat.

Zhang Fan just left which smile, like toward if she flopped wildly jump on the heart of a gun, straight to her softest heart ah ah ah! Fang Yuanzhi, you don't want to think.

He's just asking you to come back and play your boyfriend. You're a woman who wants to become a senior lawyer. How can you fall in love?

What's more, how can you have feelings and ideas about him when you just met him today?

this must be an illusion, well, an illusionFang Yuanzhi covered her red hot face, opened the wardrobe, and began to look for clothes to change.

Ten minutes later.

Fang Yuanzhi came out of the master bedroom in a navy blue one-piece dress with a skirt up to the ankle and a black Plush coat in her hand.

"you just came to see me. You should want to ask me when I will have dinner, right?"

Fang Yuanzhi looked at the fan sitting on Ruo sofa and whispered.

"Well!" Zhang Fan nodded

"let's go, let's go to dinner."

Fang Yuanzhi raised her coat and motioned to open sail to keep up with herself.

Click!

the door was opened from the outside and pushed in before they reached the porch.

"I didn't disturb your little couple's love?"

Fang Yuanzhi was wearing a long black slim cheongsam.

Cheongsam, also with red and gold silk thread, embroidered with a flying phoenix.

Her beautiful black hair was tied with a small ball on top of her head with a rubber band.

In addition, she also stepped on a pair of black Stiletto High heels.

Seeing that she was dressed like this and holding a SLR camera in her hand, Zhang Fan asked, "Yuanyuan, are you going to go out?"

with that, Zhang Fan took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and found that it was already 12 o'clock in the morning.

In the winter, when you go out? You still have a SLR camera in your hand?

Fang Yuanzhi is not a lawyer, but a paparazzi reporter.

hearing Zhang Fan's question, Fang Yuanzhi was silent for a minute. She raised her camera with a smile and said.

"not to go out, but to take pictures and take pictures of yourself."

To avoid misunderstanding Zhang Fan, Fang Yuanzhi deliberately explained what she wanted to shoot.

"Take a picture?"

Zhang Fan looks at ruofang Yuanzhi's beautiful figure wrapped in Qipao, and her expression becomes more and more strange.

What's the point of lawyer Fang's not sleeping and taking photos this evening?!

at this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly felt that there seems to be some gap between the mainland and Hong Kong.

He felt that he was a little unable to understand the way Hong Kong people think.

just as Fang's mother opened the door today, she drove a black car when she disagreed.

It's a bit difficult to understand that lawyer Fang is wearing a slim cheongsam and high-heeled shoes this evening to take photos @

"well, take photos."

Fang Yuanzhi raised her SLR and walked towards the sofa, saying, "I'm 28 years old this year. Tomorrow will be 29, and I will be running for three. If I don't take photos to commemorate my youth.

In two years. Maybe I'll be wrinkled and my youth is gone. "

Taking photos to commemorate youth?

full of wrinkles

youth is not here?

Zhang Fan looks at the curve behind Fang Yuanzhi's graceful Qipao and puffs her lips.