Rebirth of the Official Business Route

After talking for a while in the living room, Zhang Ke took Xu Si to the room to linger for a while, and put his arms around Xu Si's tender and smooth body to fall asleep, awakening Sun Jingmeng with a scream in the blurry...

Zhang Keshui opened his eyes loosely. The first thing was that Sun Jingmeng saw and scared her when Xu Si was lying in her arms. Seeing that there was no one beside her pillow, he took a sigh of relief and remembered Xu Si in a daze. When I went to the office in the morning, I came in to say hello to herself. She watched Sun Jingmeng wearing a wide T-shirt with her hem hanging down. Her two white legs were straight and long. She wanted to ask her why she was surprised, but she was covering her lips and staring round. Pointing to her lower body, she suddenly realized that she was eager for Xu Si's smooth and charming touch when she fell asleep. She fell asleep without wearing her limbs, and hurriedly pulled the bolt over the thinly covered body. Seeing Sun Jingmeng's eyes changed from surprise. Out of contempt, he didn't want to discuss any serious issues with her at this time, protesting: "Didn't the lady turn and leave with her eyes covered?" The novel chapter is updated fastest.

"It's so ugly!" Sun Jingmeng smiled, with some contempt, and made a very rude comment on Zhang Ke's lower body stuff before turning to leave Zhang Ke's room without closing the door of his room.

Zhang Ke's scalp was numb, and he felt that he was molested by this Nizi. He picked up the watch on the bedside and looked at it. It was past nine o'clock. He was in Hong Kong, and he was really in the mood for a vacation. He didn't have too much thoughts. Zhang Ke sat on the head of the bed for a while, and then put on his clothes and walked to the living room after the toys on his lower body were no longer "ugly". "Fiction" novel chapters are updated fastest

The TV in the living room was turned on. Zhang Ke sat cross-legged on the sand. Sun Jingmeng was washing in the bathroom. From the crack of the door, she could see her straight, long, and flawless jade-white legs. She thought she was wearing beach shorts. The long hem of the white cotton T-shirt could not see anything. Sun Jingmeng arched her body and buried her head in the washbasin to wash her face. After the T-shirt was hung up, Zhang Ke glanced inadvertently, and the nosebleed almost rushed out. Where can I wear beach shorts? The snow-white buttocks with perfect arcs enveloped only a small piece of Lei silk panties-sexy and charming, which makes people look fascinated; dare to wear a long T-shirt as a short skirt.

Zhang Ke's thoughts wandered about whether to look away. Sun Jingmeng glanced back at him, as if seeing his **** eyes, gave him a vicious look, and then closed the door to Yanshi.

Zhang Ke and Sun Jingmeng went to an American restaurant for a buffet. Changed my swimsuit and went to swim on the beach.

The financial turmoil hit, but there are still a lot of tourists on the beach leisurely.

At ninety o'clock, the sun was so hot that Sun Jingmeng did not dare to expose her skin in such a hot sun. She was so bored to stay at home. She was covered with sunscreen, hiding under an umbrella, and reading a book leisurely with the sea breeze blowing.

Seeing someone surfing at the seaside here, Zhang Ke hadn't been involved in this activity in his life, so it's not like soaking in the sea all day long. He wanted to learn. Many leisurely men teach beautiful women to swim on the beach. None of the beauties taught handsome guys to surf. Zhang Ke held the surfboard and soaked in the sea for a long time. He couldn't even lie flat on the surfboard and drift with the waves. He swallowed a lot of sea water, making him sullen. Climbing to the shore, with bitter and astringent mouth, sitting on the beach chair and sipping an ice drink, it was considered to be relieved.

There are many beautiful women on the beach, wearing a narrow Brazilian bikini. The body is fit and sexy, especially on the beach volleyball court. Even if you watch those beautiful women playing volleyball on the sidelines, you can relax all day long.

"After watching you for a long time, you seem to be stupid." Even though she was lying on the beach chair under the parasol, Sun Jingmeng still wrapped her delicate body with a large soap. Wearing a sun hat and a big toad mirror, her delicate pink lips snorted towards the surfboard in front. "Do you want me to teach you, but the tuition is a bit expensive?"

"Is there a budget for reopening in 1978?" Zhang Ke asked Sun Jingmeng. Last night, listening to her show off the grand occasion of a trip to Japan, she might have overdrawn all the pocket money her family gave her.

"I didn't learn it, I changed people. I'm still not happy to teach." Sun Jingmeng picked up the book that Zhang Ke had never heard of, and covered most of her face.

"Bao Xue Bao Hui?" Zhang Ke asked.

"Not responsible for your IQ."

"Are you sure you can stand up on the waves?" Zhang Ke knew that Nizi was good at sports, but women could play well on surfboards. He has not seen a few.

"Cut. I can't do it myself, I still look down on others." Sun Jingmeng dropped the book. Remove the soap, sun hat, and frog mirror to reveal a **** and charming body. Unfortunately, I wear a bikini with a lot of fabrics as common on Hong Kong beaches. The white and tender skin is a bit dazzling in the sun at three o'clock in the afternoon. I point to the surf. The board asked Zhang Ke to take it and go into the water with her.

Stepping on the hot fine sand, throwing the surfboard into the sea, Zhang Ke rushed into the cool world and swam with Sun Jingmeng into the water a little further away with the surfboard. Before he could catch his breath in the sea, Sun Jingmeng. She slid on the surfboard like a mermaid and squatted on it in a blink of an eye. He glanced at Zhang Ke contemptuously, "How about you, show me this posture?" The expert flicked into Zhang Ke's slightly opened mouth. Water...

Depressed, he even had to work his nose to lie down on his face. It seemed that he would not be able to teach him without a master. Zhang Ke watched the waves come and swim farther, stepping on the water to see Sun Jingmeng standing on the surfboard in graceful posture. The waves glide, causing many surfers to come and watch. Sun Jingmeng ignored those people. She dazzledly lay on the surfboard and beckoned Zhang Ke to swim over. Hearing the noise of others, Zhang Ke felt very self-respectful. At this time, she even lay on the surfboard. It was a problem. After a few attempts, Zhang Ke's body slipped off the surfboard, and Sun Jingmeng was so angry that she kicked him with her feet. Surfing is not good, water and stamina are still better than Sun Jingmeng. Zhang Ke grabbed Sun Jingmeng’s white and tender feet with his backhand and dragged her back. Sun Jingmeng drowned her head in the sea and choked with water, and simply kicked Zhang Ke in the water. People were entangled and frolicking underwater, and Zhang Ke's palm inadvertently slid over Sun Jingmeng's plump chest. The touch was really good.

Sun Jingmeng pressed Zhang Ke's shoulder with her palm, and floated her head over the water, staring at Zhang Ke, "Is it on purpose?"

"Intentionally what?" Zhang Ke pretended to be confused. The two of them had water under their feet, and their calves were rubbed from time to time. How could it be intentional if they touched it? Of course Zhang Ke insisted that he didn't know what he had encountered.

Sun Jingmeng bit her lip and couldn't help Zhang Ke, and said, "Aren't you tired? Let's take a break, shall we?"

Zhang Ke took the surfboard and followed Sun Jingmeng and swam back, watching Sun Jingmeng half-hidden in the water covering her swimming trunks with her white and tender round buttocks. His heart was swimming with strange emotions. I can't deny this Ni. Zi has a fatal temptation, but as long as he thinks of Nizi’s risk factor, Zhang Ke immediately dispels the idea that he shouldn’t have; swimming in the back and admiring the little white buttocks in the waves shouldn’t be too dangerous. He just hates Hong Kong’s bikini fabrics. Too much.

Sun Jingmeng did not swim towards the beach. She climbed up a loose rock that was two or three inches high above the sea. Sitting on it, she looked like a banshee on the beach, and the red color was shining in the sun.

A piece of the reef that was slightly flat enough to sit on was taken over by Sun Jingmeng. Zhang Ke climbed up. The place where he stood was rugged. He groaned at Sun Jingmeng, "Let me squeeze?"

"Help me block the sun..." Sun Jingmeng held Zhang Ke's hip bone with her cool palms, moved him between herself and the sun, and asked Zhang Ke to stand facing her, watching the ugly thing in the swimsuit bulge up. , And felt that it was an eyesore. He squeezed his waist, "Turn around, ugly..." Zhang Ke himself didn't bother to take that thing at the charming and beautiful face~www.readwn.com~ and turned around obediently. As he went, Sun Jingmeng looked at Zhang Si’s stretched hips and was still an eyesore. She slapped her palms lightly on it and said, "Yes, you sit here. Why do you feel that you are all over the eyes today?" Zhang Zhang sat down. By his side, let him hold the surfboard to help her shade her. On the other hand, he leaned on Zhang Ke's back happily, playing with his white and tender feet dipping in the clear water.

Zhang Ke quite enjoyed the feeling of Sun Jingmeng's jade-like skin against his back. With drooping eyes, Sun Jingmeng's white and slender thighs stood side by side. There was no gap in the triangle area between the legs, and the pinkish red color was beautiful and wet and pressed against her back. Sun Jingmeng's cheeks are more fascinating and **** than her beauty.

Xuefu Lane was completely closed at the beginning of June, and 1978 closed its business ahead of time. Even if it will reopen in 1978, the boss’s wife will change from Sun Jingxiang to Sun Jingmeng. Apart from others, at least Xuefu Lane’s fate has completely changed. Zhang Ke didn't know how the story of Xuefu Alley was still alive to evoke memories that he had never had before.

"What are you thinking?" Sun Jingmeng turned her head to look at Zhang Ke. She knew that the kid had been squinting herself and wanted to laugh at him twice, but she turned her head and found that his thoughtful expression was so charming, she sucked. He took a sigh of relief and put aside the emotions that shouldn't be there-this kid was too bothered, pushed his elbow against Zhang Ke, but his body was not willing to leave his thick back.