Leftover girl crossing 33 times

Lu Junming looks at qianyurou's head up to pour in this glass of wine. He feels a thump in his heart. Before he gets all his attention back, qianyurou will lie on the bar with a thump.

Lu Junming sighed and rubbed his forehead. It was a headache.

The driver and the bodyguard saw the situation here. They looked at each other and stood up.

At this time, Lu Junming also stood up, picked up qianyurou's bag, and then bent down to hold qianyurou in her arms: "it's really a grinding spirit."

He went out with his arms.

The driver and the bodyguard also hurried up.

Standing on the second floor and looking at Lu Junming's Jingzheng, a smile flashed across his mouth. It seems that it's not far away from the day when he prepared the red envelope. I haven't seen any woman who can make Lu Junming's mood fluctuate so fast. For a moment, he smiles like a flower, and for a moment, his face is black like the bottom of the pot.

Jing Zheng shook his head and sighed angrily: "ah, woman, it's a dangerous creature."

Thousand language soft so drunk, don't cry don't make no sound, is sleep.

She looks like this, Lu Junming can't send her home naturally, she certainly can't take care of herself alone.

After going to the apartment in the city, Lu Junming picked her out of the car and then carried her upstairs.

Drunk people will respond to a little shock, so Lu Junming gently put her on the bed, but in the second after pulling out her arm, she was caught by qianyurou.

Lu Junming looks at Qian Yurou holding his hand and moves slightly. Qian Yurou's hand is even tighter.

In the middle of the night, qianyurou probably felt uncomfortable. She even took off her clothes by herself. When only her underwear was left, Lu Junming's heart was in her throat.

But probably because when I took off my coat, I was very tired. Qianyurou turned over and went to sleep

Lu Junming doesn't know whether he is happy or sad about qianyurou's bold sleep.

Turning over, Lu Junming feels that he is neither Liu Xiahui nor a gentleman, especially in front of the people he likes.

However, qianyurou fell asleep, it's not what it is. She felt something in her dream. She thought it was her own pillow, leaning behind her soft or warm pillow, sleeping soundly.

Here thousand language soft sleep to that call a hi, here Lu Junming is not so good.

Turning over, he takes qianyurou into his arms and controls the magic barrier in his heart. Lu Junming gently breathes out his anger and silently counts in his heart: one, two, three, four

I don't know how many, but I fell asleep anyway.

When qianyurou sleeps, she just feels that her chest is like a stone pressing on her. She can't push it away.

As soon as you push hard, you will wake up.

What's striking is the white abnormal ceiling. Sleepy, she still has a little card machine. She doesn't know where it is, but she knows it's not her bedroom.

There is a feeling of being blown in the ear, and qianyurou slowly turns his head.

The next second, suddenly cover your mouth, do not let yourself cry out.

Lu Junming's beautiful face is less than 10 cm away from his own. No wonder he has air hitting his ears when he breathes.

Qianyurou looks again, Lu Junming's arm is just pressed on his chest, which has a tendency to crush himself.

He pushes Lu Junming away and qianyurou does it all at once. Only then can he find that he is only wearing a Wen Xiong on his upper body.

Qianyurou's head explodes as if it had been blown open. She lifts the quilt and doesn't know where to go for a long time. She only wears a Diku.

Lu Junming was tossed by qianyurou for a while. He opened his eyes slowly and saw a bright and clean back in front of his left.

When qianyurou opens the quilt, Lu Junming just sees two beautiful white legs. The black Diku is particularly attractive this morning.

Thousand language soft stuffy hum, hold a head, don't know how to do?

Is he really drunk and disorderly, unable to control, being taken advantage of by Lu Junming?

Qian Yurou carefully turns back and turns her eyes to Lu Junming.

In between, Lu Junming's upper body is wearing a white I-shaped vest, and his strong chest muscles and arms can be seen in front of his chest.

Again, Lu Junming is sleeping with his eyes closed.

Thousand language soft sent a breath, fortunately did not wake up, in the heart another voice is saying, fortunately is Lu Junming.

Qian Yurou was startled by the sound. Why did she think it was Lu Junming?

Can't bear her hesitation, look around, his clothes in the bed.

Slowly moving towards the bedside, when I was about to reach the clothes, the person behind me, that is, Lu Junming, didn't know why, made a sudden effort.

Qianyurou was dragged back in the next second.

In her exclamation, qianyurou is heavily thrown on the bed, and then Lu Junming is pressed down from the top to the bottom.A thousand words soft moment even breath all forget.

Lu Junming didn't say anything. He raised Qian Yurou's hands over his head and pressed them.

With a white face, Lu Junming resisted the impulse to kiss Fangze.

After half a minute, Lu Junming thin lips open: "thousand soft language, you do not have to breathe?"

"Eh?"

By this time, qianyurou had to say that she almost choked herself.

Back to God, qianyurou struggles to get up, but his strength is not big enough to fight with Lu Junming.

With the struggle of qianyurou, Lu Junming's eyes are like black ink, getting thicker and darker.

Lu Junming's voice is a little hoarse. It's hoarse rather than hoarse.

"Qianyurou, if you move again, I'll do you!" It's absolutely a domineering word, and a thousand words of softness suddenly dare not move.

Lu Junming thinks that qianyurou is scared by himself. He lowers his head and nests into qianyurou's shoulder socket. He takes a deep breath and calms his heart slowly.

Qian Yurou is thinking, what does Lu Junming mean by saying that he hasn't "run" himself?

Little by little, Qian Yurou moved her waist slightly. She didn't feel as sore as others said. Except for her stomach, she didn't feel uncomfortable all over her body. Of course, her stomach was uncomfortable because she was drunk.

Lu Junming just because of the unconscious twist of qianyurou, the thick ink under his eyes came back, suddenly raised his head and looked down at qianyurou.

Qian Yurou stares at Lu Junming with innocent eyes.

Lu Junming has no choice but to lose the battle. If he goes on like this, he will not be able to control it.

Turn over a body to lie on one side, thousand words soft move, dare not move of maintain just of posture.

Lu Junming pulled the quilt and covered his head: "qianyurou, have you forgotten what you did yesterday?"