Godly Play System

After a long time, Zhuang Xiaoman's voice came out from the master bedroom.

"Xiaoman, can you lower the sound of bathing? Now you are not the only one living in this room. How can you take into account other people's feelings, especially when I'm a young man with high blood

Zhang Fan gathered in front of the door, with a kind of indifferent tone, you said.

Smell speech, master bedroom bathtub, and Zhang Fan separated two doors Zhuang Xiaoman, pretty face instantly rose red.

Keep your voice down?

other people's feelings?

a young man with strong blood?

ah!

Zhuang Xiaoman moaned and buried his head under the water.

At this moment, she was very dissatisfied that the water in the bathtub was hot water.

What she needs now is to calm down, not to let the hot water heat her.

Zhang Fan leaned on the door frame, listening to the waves of movement coming out of the master bedroom, the corner of his mouth rose slightly, and turned to walk toward the second bedroom.

Zhang Fan looked at a bit messy second lying, but shook his head.

If I had known that, he should not have teased Zhuang Xiaoman so much just now.

Now, I'm afraid he has to clean up the big one.

Thanks to the fact that it is not winter yet, otherwise, he might catch cold tonight.

Zhuang Xiaoman has not had time to prepare all kinds of bedding for him.

After being teased by Zhang Fan several times, she I'm afraid it's too late to avoid Zhang Fan. Where can I help him prepare his bedding?

the next day, in the morning.

The clear birdsong wakes Zhuang Xiaoman from her sleep.

Although she was not in the same room with a young man for the first time.

But she didn't sleep well.

So the early morning birdsong, morning exercise sound, noise, it is easy to wake her up.

"Ah Hoo ~"

Zhuang Xiaoman stretched out and crept to the door. After carefully checking the anti locked door, he returned to the bed with satisfaction.

Before she arrived last night, she made a small mark on the anti lock door.

A thin hair, hanging on the doorknob.

Now, the fine hair is still there, which proves that no one entered her master bedroom last night.

"I'll see if there's news first."

Zhuang Xiaoman sat cross legged on the quilt, picked up the mobile phone from the bedside table, and began to watch today's new entertainment.

Because she and Zhang Fanlian went to the entertainment company to terminate the contract yesterday, she was worried that Weijian, which had just stopped, would come back to life again.

However, the headlines of today's entertainment news were directly beyond her expectation.

The headlines are about her and the sail.

The protagonist, however, is not the two of them, but the popular flow of small flower ningya.

In the early hours of the morning, there was a news that ningya had been taken care of by a middle-aged rich businessman more than two years ago.

In the news, there are also pictures, chat messages, communication records and even a short intimate video.

In an instant, it attracted countless media reprints.

For a moment, the whole entertainment caused a big stir.

Even microblogging took five hours, and it was only recently repaired by technicians.

WOW!

Zhuang Xiaoman is like a melon eating crowd. He kneels down on the quilt, opens various relevant information and watches the pictures, sky information and videos inside.

"Good night, I went back to the company so smart. Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be no way to see the last side of Ning Ya's high spirited spirit. By the way, Zhang Fan doesn't know yet. I'll tell him this is good

After Zhuang Xiaoman finished eating melons, he remembered that Zhang Fan didn't know about it. He jumped out of bed and ran directly to the bedroom next door without even wearing slippers.

Bang!

bang!

bang!

"Zhang Fan! Wake up! Something big! No, it should be a big happy event!"

Zhang Fan was directly awakened by Zhuang Xiaoman's knock on the door and shouting, the devil's duet.

Squeak!

"Early in the morning, what do you want?"

Zhang Fan opened the door and looked at the pathetic girl wearing cool clothes outside the door with a little messy hair.

She only wore a nightgown, showing her long neck and white legs.

Moreover, because she was in a bit of a hurry, her nightgown on her right shoulder slipped down, revealing a large amount of snow skin.

Although Zhang Fan's sight is not right, Zhuang Xiaoman, who wants to let him know that ningya is in trouble, doesn't notice.

Moreover, even if I noticed it, I'm afraid she won't take it to heart."Zhang Fan! Something happened to ningya! There was news in the early morning yesterday that all kinds of evidence that she had been fostered were lost. What chat records, communication records, wechat information, intimate video, tut, now the whole northwest Shanxi is in a mess! "

Zhuang Xiaoman shouts with excitement.

For her, Ning Ya's bad luck is just a big good thing, so fierce?

hearing Zhuang Xiaoman's words, Zhang Fan's drowsiness suddenly disappeared.

Chat record?

communication record?

intimate video?

hiss!

The efficiency of lawyer Fang and female president is a little too fast?

these two people are just like wolves killing each other >.

"I just asked them to step up. I didn't expect that their efficiency would be so fast! Moreover, even the video came out, darling. "

Zhang Fan rubbed her hands and suddenly became very interested in the so-called intimate video.

Oh!

Zhang Fan bumped into Zhuang Xiaoman's arm, lowered his voice and said, "do those videos spread on Weibo?"

"yes! I just saw it! Tut! Ning Ya is very young, but his kissing skill is even better than you..."

with that, Zhuang Xiaoman couldn't say any more.

She is praising Zhang Fan when she kisses in front of the sails?

she doesn't want to misunderstand Zhang Fan.

Last night, she almost became a maid, housemaid, concubine.

If Zhang Fan misunderstands something else, she will be really bad.

"Better than me? Better than me? Worse than me?"

Zhuang Xiaoman advised and chose to be dumb.

However, she was not allowed to be dumb when she was sailing.

Zhang Fan asked with a smile as she stroked the soft and beautiful face of the fallen queen.

"Better than you!"

Zhuang Xiaoman stepped back a few steps, shrunk his head and said.

Then, before Zhang Fan continued to speak, she took Zhang Fan's hand and ran to the porch.

"Xiaoman, what are you doing?"

Zhang Fan follows Zhuang Xiaoman and looks at her nightgown, which rises with the wind, and her sight is gradually fixed.

No way.

Although he said last night that the loser wants no chest and no buttocks.

But in fact, they have a lot to learn from.

In particular, the effect of wearing a faint and thin Nightgown on the desperate queen is almost explosive!

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