Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 748 Grinding Little Fairy

Shen Qianshu smiled and looked at the night tomb in a serious excavation.

The man sat in the study, his sleeves slightly rolled up, revealing a white jade-like wrist with a black three-stripe rope on his wrist. The blue chubby heart looked extraordinarily cute, and his cold atmosphere. , the grid is not in, but the unexpected contrast.

There was nothing in the eyes of the total amber.

Shen Qianshu smiled charmingly, his hands on the desk, and almost pressed his hand. "Sir, are you digging the wall?"

"You have resigned." Yuling said, this is not to dig the wall.

The development of AG jewelry is growing stronger, and it also needs a designer. Nowadays, the new generation of designers, Li Chen and Xie Xiaomei are the most powerful. If she went to AG, she must hold her full.

Nothing worse than her honor as a judge.

Shen Qianshu looked at him with a high concealment, and couldn't hide the banter in her eyes. She walked around and hugged his neck and gently sat on his lap. The night mausoleum subconsciously reached out and grabbed her waist, lest she fall down.

The two formed a very awkward posture.

Shen Qianshu held him slightly, his fingers on his clothes, and he snorted slightly. The neck of the night tomb was red, and his ears were reddish. Shen Qianshu was close to his ear and blowing in his ear. "Sir, what conditions do you open?"

Digging the wall is a condition to be paid.

The breath of the night tomb sank.

This woman is really a fairy.

More and more people will be embarrassed.

His self-control was more and more broken under her deliberate seduce.

"With you." The sound of the night mausoleum, hoarse, deep and sexy, suddenly became a subwoofer, heard that Shen Qianshu bones are crisp, she wants to stay up the night, can be stunned by the sound of the night mausoleum .

The Han Han is not a shackle, and he is talking about him.

Shen Qianshu was so excited that he made a slight mess and kissed the lips of the night tomb. Recently, he especially liked to kiss with the night tomb. It was like seeking peace of mind, and he couldn’t help himself. He completely released himself.

If the black rose was brain-dead and detonated the bomb in her body, she was so dead, and she did not sleep at night.

Then she will die.

Sir, before I die, I must sleep you.

The nightlings were mainly anti-customers. They held his waist in one hand. Half of the body pressed her, and the lips and tongues were intertwined. Some silver silk that could not be swallowed separated with the lips, pulling out a trace of obscenity, and the night Ling suddenly picked up. Shen Qianshu, sweeping the documents on the table to the side, let Shen Qianshu sit on the desk, he half-body pressed over, and the other hand has been very open to her skirt.

In the study, the temperature is rising.

The heavy atmosphere of the night tomb, constantly spraying on her ears, the feeling of crispy and numbness from the place where the two people touched, burning constantly, a thin layer of sweat on the body, sweating.

She snorted and pulled the shirt of the night tomb, and saw his chest, unhealed wounds, Shen Qianshu wisely returned, hurriedly against his shoulder, in the eyes of the night tomb, burning a desire.

His nose tip gently rubbed her nose.

The hint is very strong.

"Your injury is still not good." Shen Qianshu said, shy red a face, the voice is tender and tender, the night Ling suddenly snorted, holding her, and both inside and outside have kissed people again, on her body Asthma is like a cow, "Shen Qianshu, you have to torture me crazy!"

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The early morning update is over.

(End of this chapter)