President Daddy is super strong

Put it gently in the car.

The drunk and hazy Mu Qiqi plays a drunken madness.

I'll go to find sun Zhenzhen soon, and I'll get grandpa's painting later.

Not for a moment.

This made Mo yanjue sad.

Lightly pressed her in own bosom, dyed the lustful eye son to stare at her tightly.

The red and charming lips after drinking wine made him want to paste it on.

"Well, it's true. Don't make any noise. I told you that I just saw and beat my grandfather's painting in the corridor..."

"why do you say my grandfather's painting appears here?"

Muqiqi is completely drunk. He takes the person who presses her arm as sun Zhenzhen when he is drunk.

It also forced someone who wanted to do something bad to stop and listen to her ambiguous words.

After listening for a long time, Mo yanjue finally understood, saying that this stupid woman saw her grandfather's painting in the corridor of the bar?

He wrinkled his brow severely. Isn't it a picture?

As for crying?

What bothers him most is that women cry, let alone a drunk woman.

I can't hear anything. It's even more urgent.

"Well, I see. I'll help you figure it out tomorrow and bring it back." Mo yanjue frowned and said impatiently.

Listen to this, nest in his arms of the little woman quiet down, slowly turned around, at the ha ha silly music.

The next second's move directly scared him.

This stupid woman actually took his cheek in both hands and looked at him smilingly, "I really love you, don't I?"

Bahaw kissed him on the mouth, then leaned on his arms softly, and murmured, "it's so nice and true, I'm so lucky to have a friend like you... Br >

moyanjue froze for a while, and then gently raised the corner of his mouth.

Although the stupid woman regarded him as her friend, he was very happy.

It's a wonderful feeling to be kissed by her for the first time.

In this way, it's not all bad that she's drunk. It's also good.

Looking at her Dudu mouth to sleep in the past, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Gently stroked her soft hair, sexy thin lips gently pasted on her forehead, then gently put her on the seat, and then reluctantly sat in the main driver. Drive in the direction of the manor.

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in the morning.

The warm sunshine came into the room through the Pink Tulle curtains.

The man on the bed frowned, his face was a little ugly, and slowly opened his eyes.

In the eye is a familiar room, familiar decoration.

Muqiqi instant some square.

Didn't Sun Zhen drag her to the bar last night?

How can I get back to the manor?

Next second, I immediately opened the quilt and looked at my clothes. I also opened the silk pajamas and looked at them.

She was relieved to make sure that nothing out of the ordinary happened last night.

She got out of bed barefoot and was bending down to wear shoes. She accidentally saw the painting placed on the couch of the imperial concubine.

The brain was stunned for three seconds. She didn't have time to wear her shoes. Barefoot ran to the painting on the imperial concubine's couch.

Grandpa's painting?

She seemed to see it in the corridor of the bar last night. Why, why did she come back in one night?

Is she drunk and robbed?

Such a bold idea scared seven spirits.

If she did, wouldn't the police be looking for the door soon?