Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

Lang zither went through her small box.

Even the clothes close to the body can be found, but I can't find my passport.

Her smooth forehead exudes fine sweat.

What about the passport?

It's in the box. How can it disappear? If it's a thief, you can't just steal your own passport!

Two said, this is the most famous hotel in Paris. The security work is very good. It's absolutely impossible for the thief to come in.

So, Lang Zheng thought of Dou Jingran.

It must be him. He hid his passport. He was so smart that he must know that he was going to be angry. When he was angry, he would go home, so he hid his passport.

This man can really do everything.

"Dou Jingran!"

The sound of Lang Zheng is very high.

With a sharp roar, the bathroom door opened.

Dou Jingran hung a layer of water, so he stood at the door of the bathroom. Reflecting the light, his bronze skin was shining with a bright luster.

Beads of water, like flowing gems, roll down slowly along the strong chest muscles.

Through eight protruding abdominal muscles, and

No more.

No!

It's an illusion.

She was a little confused. At this moment, she looked at each other silently, in Dou Jingran's evil smile, and in the light She felt as if she had become a drop of water falling from his hair.

"What's the matter?"

Dou Jingran looks at the zither.

It can't be denied that he has a beautiful lip liner, thin and charming.

"Can't wait?"

"I'm washing white."

"Maybe five more minutes."

"Darling, wait for me here. I'll be right there."

With that, Dou Jingran returned to the bathroom.

Just in a trance, Dou Jingran disappeared. I don't know what happened just now?

He clearly wanted to ask him about his passport, but he didn't expect that he would just excuse himself.

Is it so hard to go home?

No way!

A gentle anger surged up from the soles of the feet of the Lang zither and went straight to tianlinggai.

If you don't ask me to understand, I'm going to smoke.

Regardless, regardless, just rushed to the bathroom door.

And the bathroom door, it's not closed.

Dou Jingran stood with his back to the door under the shower.

"Dou Jingran, I ask you..."

In a hurry of words, only half said, Dou Jingran turned around. It's still that kind of smiling expression, which makes Lang yuezheng unable to love and hate him.

Only bite a silver tooth.

"Don't ask me."

Dou Jingran is more or less playful.

In his slightly deep eyes, Lang Zheng saw that he was just a prey in his mouth. Has been unable to break free.

"Didn't I just tell you?"

"Don't worry."

"Can't you wait five minutes for me?"

This man is really irritating and provocative.

That's not the question of Lang Zheng. However, standing at the door of the bathroom, she regretted that she was so impulsive and shouldn't have come. She was insulting herself.

However, things have come to this point, it is useless to shrink back.

Face it, there's no other choice.

"You're bullshit."

The beautiful face of Lang zither is red and bleeding.

However, even if she is regret, even if the brain at this time a blank, but she still has a stubborn heart.

Standing outside the bathroom door, my feet seem to have roots. I want to go away, but I can't.

"I didn't wait for you."

"Who said I was waiting for you."

What are you talking about?

It is clear that he is refuting Dou Jingran, but his words seem to be that there is no silver here, as if he is really waiting for him. And can't wait.

"Ha ha..."

Dou Jingran smiles, wipes the water on his head and takes off the bath towel.

So gently a swing, incomparably handsome around the waist.

Lang Zheng really convinced him.

"You dream." Lang Zheng seems to remember.

He is like an angry cerebellar axe, rushing to ask for his passport. I didn't come to flirt with him.

"Where's my passport?"

"Give it back to me. I'm going home tomorrow."

"Dou Jingran, I can't see that you are still a scheming man.""I thought you..."

A belly of grievances, need to vent. But he blurted out that at the end of the day, xuebalang Zheng, who was well deserved in school, actually found that he was poor in words.

Nima!

So poor!

In the face of Dou Jingran, she is always so stupid.

Sometimes, Lang yuezheng even gets angry. Why can't he leave him.

You can't give yourself an answer.

Compromise again and again, did not let him see his tenderness, but let him intensify.

He is not the canary in his cage.

"Do you think I took your passport?"

"Well, even if I take it, what can you do?"

"Do you want to go home and speak ill of me in front of aunt Gu and my parents?"

"I didn't come to Paris to spend my honeymoon with you. I didn't care about you here!"

"Don't be naive. I won't give you that chance."

This is Dou Jingran. It's really his consistent way of speaking. There's no other way to change him.

Don't know, Dou Jingran heart in addition to Jin can son, there is no other person. I don't know if his heart is made of iron.

Lang yuezheng stepped back, gritted her teeth and said, "even if I don't get my passport, I can go home."

"Try it."

Dou Jingran said, extending his arm: "I'm tired."

With that, he came over.

Lang yuezheng took a step back.

"You go back to me." Lang Zheng is fierce.

Dou Jingran took another step forward: "I want to rest."

Lang yuezheng takes another step back: "what do you want to do?"

Dou Jingran's lips rose, with a smile of evil spirit, and then swung open in his lips: "didn't you see it?"

He moved forward step by step.

LANGLE Zheng retreats step by step.

She has been sad to find that she has to retreat.

In front of the hateful Dou Jingran, behind is the soft fragrant bed.

"Don't push me any more."

"Push me again..."

Lang Zheng's last fight