President proudly spoils the petty wife

A well-dressed man in a shirt and tie is entangled with a woman in a Qing Palace Dress and a flag head. If anyone sees it, they think it's a crossing.

"Oh, oh, oh..."

Wenquan Creek was kissed so fiercely that he pushed Shan Jiang away with anger and looked at him with a red face.

"No, don't kiss!" gasped the hot spring stream.

"Why don't you kiss!" Shan Jiang went forward, raised Wenquan Xi's chin, tried to kiss her again, and said, "in the future, your mouth, including the saliva in your mouth, can only be mine."

Dizzy!

Hot Spring Creek fainted!

Is there such a domineering man?

be ill!

Must be sick!

At the moment when Shan Jiang lowered his head, Wenquan Xi covered his face with his hand and said calmly, "lipstick is poisonous!"

"It's all right!" Shan Jiang was not angry. He lazily took away his Hot Spring Creek hand, hooked up the corner of his mouth and said.

"Yes, it will be poisoned!" the hot spring stream replied.

"Not afraid!" Shan Jiang raised his eyebrows, grabbed Wenquan Creek's hands, controlled them on her head, and then lowered his head to kiss her.

Wenquan stream was wearing heavy costumes and was tightly pressed by Shan Jiang. The whole person was hot to death and began to sweat on his forehead. Plus Shan Jiang's non-stop kiss, kissed her so that she could hardly recognize the world.

"Well..." just as the hot spring stream was about to suffocate, she couldn't help whispering.

This voice set off a storm in Shan Jiang's mind. He reluctantly let go of her lips, dyed his lustful eyes, stared vaguely at the eyes of Wenquan Creek, and then stretched out his hand to get on from the corner of his clothes as before.

However, after stretching for a long time, I still couldn't find a place.

Shan Jiang looked down.

damn!

The costumes of the Qing Dynasty had no waist, and the cloth was directly from beginning to end, except for a row of buttons in the chest.

Shan Jiang reached out to the buckle and wanted to untie the button. He was patted by Wenquan river.

"What are you doing? Don't take off my clothes!" the face of Wenquan Creek is red, like two red clouds. It looks very cute.

"Who said this is your clothes?" Shan Jiang said with a hook on his lips, "this is Hager's clothes."

"You..."

When Wenquan stream was thinking about how to refute, he just heard a "tear" and Shan Jiang tore his clothes from the button.

Because that row of buttons looks too troublesome!

"Ah..." the hot spring stream shouted, and then looked down. The exterior had been opened, leaving only the white lining inside.

"You, Shan Jiang, you are abnormal!" Wenquan stream looked at Shan Jiang discontentedly and said angrily, "good clothes are torn like this. You have great money?"

Waste materials! Waste is shameful!

"Since you've torn one, tear another!"

After saying that, the white lining of the Hot Spring Creek was torn open.

"Danjiang!!" the whole office echoed the angry screams of Wenquan Creek.

Jing Ming, who was about to knock at the door, was startled and silently stopped holding Yang's hand in the air.

"Hum! Pervert! I tell you, if you dare to do this to me again, I'll throw you into the kiln!" Wenquan Xi wrapped his costume tightly and said angrily to Shan Jiang.

Just at that glance, Shan Jiang saw the side of Wenquan River dressed in underwear and cloth. At this time, his heart was restless.

"Oh? I'm a man. Why did you throw me into the kiln?" Shan Jiang asked softly, leaning against her ear close to the hot spring stream.

brothel?

Shan Jiang is also a little drunk. Is there anyone who calls it this way these days? It's estimated that Wenbao is alone.

"Hum!" Wenquan stream bypassed Shan River, walked a few steps aside and said proudly, "throw you into the kiln, and then let those women squeeze you dry, so you can't do bad things!"

With that, Wenquan Creek made a face.

"Wen Baobao, you..." Shan Jiang was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. He opened his legs and walked towards the hot spring stream to catch the goblin alive.

Wenquan creek ran away wrapped in clothes. The two chased each other. Finally, Shan Jiang hugged Wenquan Creek.

"Dong Dong Dong..."

Just then, there was a knock outside the door.

"What to do? What to do?" Wenquan stream said nervously, "what about my clothes?"

"Go to the lounge," said Shan Jiang, sticking to the back shoulder of Wenquan Creek.

"HMM." after Wenquan Creek agreed, he hurried into the lounge and sat on the bed to have a rest.

"Come in." Shan Jiang sat on the chair at his desk and shouted.

Jingming opened a small gap in the door, and then glanced inside. He confirmed that there was no special situation, so he came in squarely.

"Mr. Shan, the matter of photographer Liu Qiangfeng has been handled properly." Jing Ming handed a document to Shan Jiang and continued to report: "we have contacted photographer he Wuxin and will come to shoot tomorrow morning."

The mobile phone of Wenquan Creek is not on the body. At the moment, it's very hot. The fabric of the costume is very thick and has two layers. It's also tightly wrapped by itself. Wenquan Creek feels a lot of sweat.

So she simply took off her costume, then wore underwear and waved her arms to fan.

"Anything else?" Shan Jiang asked after Jing Ming reported a series of things.

"No, No." Jingming glanced around secretly and found that he didn't see the shadow of the hot spring stream. He couldn't help wondering.

Mingming heard the loud cry of Wenquan Creek at the door just now, and then he calmed down. After a while, he dared to knock at the door.

Have you left?

Or wait for Mr. Shan in the lounge

"Then don't you leave?" Shan Jiang looked up at Jing Ming with a warning expression.

"Yes, Mr. Shan!" Jing Ming has determined the second possibility, so he quickly spread his legs and ran away.

Shan Jiang got up and went to the lounge. When he opened the door, he saw a blood spurting picture.

Wenquan Creek was lying on the bed in his underwear, fanning the wind with his hands. The costumes have been thrown aside and the group has become a group.

Just as Wenquan Creek looked at the ceiling and fanned, Shan Jiang's handsome face suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Ah... Ghost..." the hot spring stream shouted.

"Where are ghosts?" Shan Jiang said angrily, "what's in front of you is a man, or a man."

"Why didn't you make a sound when you came in?" Wenquan Creek didn't hear anything. Shan Jiang's face appeared inexplicably. Of course she was startled.

"Because, I want to..." Shan Jiang looked at the hot spring stream and showed a malicious expression.

Seeing the hot spring stream, I feel very fluffy. Does he want to

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