Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

Her legs can always wrap around his body like vines.

Backstage of the press conference, he dodged the crowd, blocked her and ballasted her in the corner. "You know, I want to stage T at the press conference today and wear such a short skirt."

She stretched her legs around his waist. "Isn't it convenient for you to go there at night?"

He rolled over her body, ballast the wall and easily lifted her skirt. He hugged her from behind and bumped her nerves.

At this time, he lifted her skirt again, but after the exciting kiss, he stopped and endured hard, "little demon, remember to buy it at night."

"... well." Xiao Ya's red face and wet eyes were full of desire w.

"I shouldn't have kissed you at this time, you demon." Zhuang Yichen thought bitterly that this woman was born to be a hook to attract a man's embryo. It was just a kiss. She wrapped her legs. She didn't know that her skirt was so short. She could hold her legs against him when she lifted them. This crazy woman! Ya Zongjing's daughter.

Thinking that he just said not to take medicine, if he wanted to have a child, he must be healthy. If it wasn't for this, he would want her on this workbench like last time

Zhuang Yichen finally put Xiaoya's legs down. After Xiaoya calmed down, she chuckled, "look at you."

Zhuang Yichen said coldly, "Qiu Xiaoyao, you are very proud."

"Hehe, can I not be proud of seeing you endure like this for the first time?" As she spoke, Xiaoya pulled the skirt corner, lifted her ass, sat on the work lift, folded her two legs, leaned on the table with one hand, stroked her legs with the other hand, and smiled.

"It seems that you won't stop until you let me last you here today." Zhuang Yichen clearly saw Xiaoya deliberately flirting with his eyes. From her age of 21 to 25, she practiced more and more in place. Her eyes looked like a delicate hand, stretched out her index finger and hooked him.

When Xiaoya was pressed down this time, she thought Zhuang Yichen could bear it, but he had rushed in and said in a low voice, "I'll get it outside... Don't take medicine. Give me a healthy son in the future."

"How do you know I'm not having a daughter?"

"If I don't have a son, who will inherit so much of my family?"

She gasped angrily, "son preference!"

"Well, give me a son."

Zhuang Yichen just left. Xiaoya's shop welcomed a woman. She asked Miss Qiu to design a dress. This person is Xin man.

Even though Xin man wears makeup, pulls up her hair and dresses in good taste, her eyes can't hide from countless Xiaoya. Xin man in Xiaoya's eyes is extremely haggard.

"Miss Qiu, let's talk." Xin man went straight upstairs.

"Oh? About my husband? " Xiaoya stood where she was, manipulated her arm, stood there leisurely and asked with a smile.

Xiao Ya is not ye'er. She is old and has many experiences. She is not calm when things happen, but she is strong enough in her heart.

She is jealous, but she is not flustered. In her eyes, Xin man is nothing. She knows Zhuang Yichen. He has a habit of cleanliness. How can he be interested in women who have slept with others?

She doesn't believe that Xin man's marriage to Zhuang Yifeng is nothing more than a husband and wife life. Zhuang Yichen can't rub the sand in her eyes. The reason why she has been flat in recent years is that she never accepts the love of any man. She later found out that Zhuang Yichen must have sent someone to follow her.

Otherwise, with his cleanliness mania, she will mess around outside, and I really don't know what the consequences will be.

Even before she went to the nightclub to find a duck and went to bed, he cut off the others, not to mention that they had separated at that time.

He won't allow himself to share women with other men.

Fortunately, she has been clean all these years, so Zhuang Yichen looks at her differently?

She looked at the figure of Xin man walking upstairs, smiled and mocked, "Miss Xin is generous enough. She is so informal that Xiao Ya misunderstood that Miss Xin is a rich man who knows etiquette." Xiaoya hates it at this time. Why does Zhuang Yifeng have a surname Zhuang? She doesn't want to call Mrs. Xin manzhuang at all. It's hateful.

Xinman's footsteps stiffened and turned to look at Xiaoya. She was laughing at her, "I don't think it's convenient to talk downstairs."

"It's OK to talk about my husband here. Guests who come and go during this period always have to talk about him with me. I have to talk about him once a day. It's not secret." Xiao Ya's calm appearance made Xin man feel a trace of disgust.

"Is Miss Qiu afraid to talk to me?"

"What are you talking about? Talk about whether you've slept before? How many times a night? Or what did he give you? What promises have you made? " Xiaoya chuckled and smiled deliberately, "please, I knew he was not a man from the first day I slept with him. When he slept with me, I knew how many times he could do it in a night. He gave me everything except this flesh. He gave me countless things. He promised me to get my marriage certificate last week and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau the next day. Promise me to get married in half a month. Here, next week. I want to listen to your romantic history. What are you doing? Is it better than mine? "

Xin man looked at Xiao Ya's response to her so frantically, and suddenly confused her sense of propriety.

She turned around, no longer went upstairs, but walked to Xiaoya. Her hands holding her handbag were trembling and said, "how can he like a woman like you, like a silver technician!"

"Me? How can I be a prostitute who sells sex? " Xiaoya stretched out her index finger and pointed to the bridge of her nose. She glanced at Xin man indifferently and turned her head. There were many big mirrors in her shop. The guests came out in a dress and stood in the middle. You can see the effect in all directions.

At this time, she went to the wall, looked at herself in the mirror, raised her chin, stroked her hair, and there was a kiss mark on her clavicle. Her fingers stroked there and rubbed it. She thought that that guy was really an immoral guy, for fear that others might not know that she was raped by a man in the store today.

Xinman also noticed that Xiaoya stroked the kiss mark. She thought she had been helping Zhuang Yichen. After Zhuang Yifeng crossed, Zhuang Yichen would marry her. But Zhuang Yifeng hasn't crossed yet. Zhuang Yichen is going to marry another woman. She never knew that Zhuang Yichen has another woman. He hid Qiu Xiaoya so well. She was jealous, "aren't you? You have said that he gave you everything except this flesh, and you sell what you get! "

Xiaoya turned around again. She leaned against the wall mirror. Today, she was wearing a crimson purple skirt, which was made of elastic fabric, with a slender neck and exquisite collarbone exposed, and a shining diamond necklace, which Zhuang Yichen put on when she left just now.