President spoils me again today

Hiding for three or five minutes, in the dark, the mobile phone screen suddenly lights up. It's a call from Shang Shaocheng. Cen Qinghe can't help laughing and doesn't answer or hang up, just standing there.

The screen lights up for more than 20 seconds. I don't know whether he hung it up or automatically cut it off. In a word, cen Qinghe held his breath and listened to the movement of the door. After about half a minute, there was a sound of the key opening the door.

She turned off the porch and the electricity in the living room, so shangshao City couldn't turn on the light after entering the door, and the house was dark. He raised his voice and said, "Qinghe?"

CEN Qinghe is hiding in the corner. She is immersed in the prank and covers her mouth. She is afraid of laughing.

Listening to the news, he closed the door and was changing his shoes at the entrance. When vision is not dominant, people's hearing will be extremely sensitive. Cen Qinghe can accurately judge what he is doing according to the sound he hears.

At this time, he put the key on the cabinet at the door and walked in.

CEN Qinghe's line of sight has adapted to the dark, fuzzy, she saw a familiar tall figure from the corridor to the living room, he reached for the living room switch, the light is still not on. Soon after that, she turned out from the corner behind him, ran up his back and put her legs around his waist. Without saying a word, she hugged his neck and went to kiss his side face.

Shang Shaocheng turned quickly when he heard the news, but she still rushed to him. He knew that there was no one else in the house except her, so he instinctively held her leg for fear that she would fall.

Her kisses fell like rain on his forehead, brow bone, eyes and bridge of nose. Shangshaocheng only stepped back a little, then stood firm and put his arms around her waist. He moved her from the back to the front.

She put her legs around his neck and put them around his waist. In the dark, both of them instinctively found each other's lips, and then they were on the verge of hair.

He can't wait to take her to the bedroom. He turns around and presses her on the sofa. Cen Qinghe is wearing a soft bathrobe, wrapped in a soft body full of familiar fragrance. Shang Shaocheng's yearning kiss goes down her lips, feeling that her breath is sweet.

Pull open her waist bathrobe belt, Shang Shaocheng clothes suddenly touch her skin, cen Qinghe immediately excited, low voice: "cold."

It's not cold. He didn't even take off his coat, and he still had the cold outside.

When shangshaocheng heard the words, she immediately got up from her. She opened her eyes and watched him take off his coat and inner sweater at a high speed. There was only a shirt that could not see the specific color clearly.

He wanted to take off all at once, so he reached for a shirt button, but Cen Qinghe got up and entangled him, hugged him and kissed his side face.

In such a large quiet space, only he panted more and more deeply. Shang Shaocheng didn't find that he had selection difficulty before, but now he is in a dilemma. Is it better to respond to her first, take off clothes first, or take off pants first?

He wished he could have four hands at once.

While kissing her back, he reached into the bathrobe. When the warm touch of the palm touched the soft and greasy waist, the familiar throb hit her again, stirring the restless desire in the body.

The upper lip and tongue are lingering, and the lower hand of Shang Shaocheng slowly slides down her waist and comes to her elastic and tight thigh. He thought it would be smooth, but he accidentally touched something else. He felt it carefully, touched it, and then pulled it

Suddenly he stopped kissing fiercely. Shang Shaocheng couldn't help but look down. In the "hard" environment without lighting, he still used his 1.5 naked vision to recognize that she was wearing fishing net suspenders and lace socks. No wonder it felt like this.

CEN Qinghe was embarrassed to be seen by him, so he moved his face and took the initiative to lift his chin to kiss him. Shangshaocheng's body is still boiling hot under the premise of separating a layer of shirt. He kisses her back. His uncontrollable smile comes from it and says in a low voice: "miracle."

CEN Qinghe was hot and dry, and her blood was surging up. Although the light was black, she still felt that she saw the smile on Shang Shaocheng's face. The more proud he was, the more embarrassed she was, and she even regretted wearing it to please him.

She raised her hand to block his mouth. Shang Shaocheng's hand went through the sling on her silk stockings and bounced up. The sound of "pa" was not light or heavy, but it seemed that something exploded in Cen Qinghe's ear. All the hairs on her body stood up in an instant, and goose bumps all over her body.

With Shang Shaocheng's smile, cen Qinghe feels numb and reaches out to hammer him on the chest. Shang Shaocheng grabs her wrist and presses it on the sofa. At the same time, people also sink down and kiss her on the lips.

His home is air conditioning and floor heating. The temperature is 267 degrees. Even if they don't wear anything, they won't feel cold at all. It's five days since he last touched her. His body is more honest than the words "I love you" in his mouth. He proved to her with practical actions how much he wanted her and how much he wanted her.

CEN Qinghe is a novice in love. In this respect, she relies on Shang Shaocheng to take the initiative. She is like a parasite on him. She sticks to him all the time, from top to bottom.

She remembered that when she unbuttoned his shirt, her fingers were shaking slightly, not afraid, but excited. Once something starts, it's eating marrow and knowing taste. Not only he but also she is anxious.

On the other hand, shangshaocheng is much more agile. She has suspenders on her legs and lace pants on her waist. There are clasps and rings in the middle. He is too lazy to untie them one by one. The key is that his body is full of fire. He is crazy every minute. He can't wait to draw a picture.

Under the heavy breath of intertwining with each other, the sound of tearing suddenly appears. Cen Qinghe says "ah" very low, but it's too late to stop it. He abruptly tears open the connection between the net stockings and the underwear. CEN Qinghe couldn't bear to wear new clothes for the first time, but he brought her pleasure and made up for this regret in an instant.

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His sofa is wide and long. Cen Qinghe fell in love with it when she first came here, but she didn't think that one day she would do anything special on it.

They had fallen to the right, but when all the dust settled, they hugged each other and lay on the left side of the imperial concubine's couch. Cen Qinghe's head was at the foot of the imperial concubine's couch, and his long hair fell to the ground.

Shangshao city covers her. On one side of their bodies are huge floor glass windows. There are no lights in the room, but the residential area downstairs is full of street lights, just like the starry sky on the ground. The sight has already adapted to the darkness. Shang Shaocheng stares at Cen Qinghe's face and reaches for her nose. It's all sweat.

He got up from her and got out of her. He turned over to get her a bathrobe. CEN Qinghe frowned lightly and kept silent until he turned back, covered her with his bathrobe and said, "don't catch a cold."

CEN Qinghe turned over and turned from lying on his back to lying on his side. His voice was softer than before. He said in a soft voice, "I've turned off the electricity in the living room and the porch. Go and open it."

She saw shangshaocheng walking forward with long legs, wide shoulders and narrow waist. Although they were already in such a close relationship, she couldn't stand his openness and said, "Hey, can you put on your clothes first?"

Shang Shaocheng said, "where have you never seen me?"

CEN Qinghe said, "don't you know how to leave a sense of mystery for each other?"

Shangshaocheng said: "if you want to be mysterious, I can give you mystery every day."

Then he went to the power management office and mentioned the living room and the porch switch. The lights in both places had been turned on by him in advance, so all of a sudden it was bright. Cen Qinghe let out a "ah" and put his hand over his face.

Shangshaocheng's laughter came, "why, to show the original shape?"

CEN Qinghe closed his eyes and said, "don't be rude, you little demon!"

Shangshao city went to the imperial concubine's bed, took her with her bathrobe and held her together. Instead of holding her horizontally, it was the kind that adults hold their children, holding their legs and holding them high.

CEN Qinghe is scared and stiff. He presses his bathrobe on his chest in one hand to prevent him from going away, and holds Shang Shaocheng's head in the other. As he went up the stairs, she trembled and said, "slow down, don't drop me."

Shang Shaocheng said, "I'm not sure. My legs are a little soft."

CEN Qinghe immediately grabbed his hair and frowned: "who let you out of control?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "you dress like this to seduce me. If I don't give you face, you can't break up with me?"

CEN Qinghe's face is red and his ears are red, and his eyes are white. He says, "if you don't have the determination, you can't be shameful."

Shang Shaocheng said, "you were more worried than me just now. Who is shameless of us?"

"Ah! Shangshaocheng CEN Qinghe instantly became angry and pulled his hair.

Shang Shaocheng said, "let go of me. I don't want to get out of bed for a while, do I?"

Compared with her strong in the outside, Shang Shaocheng always takes the route of strength. As soon as this remark comes out, cen Qinghe immediately lets go, and then helps him smooth his hair, touching the back of his head and saying: "if you have something to say, what's the threat of threatening people?"

Shangshaocheng took her to the master bedroom bathroom to take a bath. No matter what she said, she came again, and she was willing to let her go.

She ran out of the bathroom in her bathrobe and fell on the bed, motionless. After a while, Shang Shaocheng came out in the same bathrobe and stood by the bed. He pressed on her back and said with a smile, "what's the matter?"

CEN Qinghe closed his eyes and said weakly: "hungry, so hungry that his chest is close to his back, and his head is buzzing."

Shangshaocheng picked up a strand of her hair, poked her eyelashes, and teased: "who is it? I'm dragged and squeezed by you before I eat. If I go on like this, I'm afraid I'll die young. "

CEN Qinghe backhand to hit him, he pressed, she opened her eyes, angry voice said: "I forced you? I've got the turret on your neck? "

Shang Shaocheng replied with a smile: "you forced me with your sexy underwear and suspenders. It's more effective than a knife."