"Xiaoxin, who is Ah Hai?" asked Han Bing.

"It's also an employee of the company, one is Yifan's roommate, and the other is his cousin, oh, cousin!" Wang Zixuan said with a smile.

The old rascal shook his head and thought, it seems that our name is Cousin Ah Hai, and we can't get the support of everyone, and age still can't be 'messed up'.

Han Bing thought about it, this way, hmph, since it are two young boys, hehe, the car will definitely belong to me and Jingjing when the time comes, and when we go to the United States, it doesn't matter if we let it be given to them, so I said, "Okay, then I'll teach them!"

The wind and waves of knocking on the car calmed down like this, and after the four of them went out of the 'door', the old rascal said, "Why don't you send you off?"

Lin Xiaojing hurriedly said: "No need, it's not too late, let's go first, and we'll be back later." ”

The old rascal said, "It's okay, be careful on the road." ”

After returning to the car, Wang Zixuan immediately said viciously: "Confess to me, it's my sister, right?"

"Dizzy, little angel, do you think that everyone sees the world so clearly like you, people are unsatisfactory, do you think these two girls are like my sisters? Think about it with your clever little head!" The old rascal reached out and 'rubbed' her head.

"Hmph, Li Yifan, I warn you, I know that you will cause a lot of romance in your life. I think if you want to hide it from me, I guess it's hard to know, but you have to understand, you have to try not to let me know, hum!" After speaking, Wang Zixuan pinned his little face to the side, his eyes blinked, and he was a little red.

Of course, she was a little aggrieved, but since she got on the thief ship of the little scoundrel in her mind, she also admitted it.

The old rascal pulled up to the side of the road, shook the saddle back, and took her into his arms.

"What are you crying about? Baby! Wei Xiaobao's seven wives, and I don't see his wives crying! I think, I'm not necessarily worse than Lord Wei in my life, right?" said the old rascal grinning.

"You hate, you hate, you are a little scoundrel, a little 'bastard', a little villain, a little rascal, a little shameless, a little braggart, a little love to be capable..."

Wang Zixuan was tired, his eyes were a lot redder, his chest kept rising and falling, panting fragrantly, and he still looked at him viciously.

The old rascal hugged her head and kissed, and Wang Zixuan immediately responded enthusiastically.

Sometimes, beating is kissing, scolding is love!

Wang Zixuan pressed him to the seat again, and today she is dressed thinner!

The old rascal still put his strange hand into her little 'pants' and 'pants', pressed it on her little ass, and 'rubbed' it hard.

Seeing that it was almost over, Wang Zixuan let go of her little mouth, buried her little face on her shoulder, and said softly for a while: "Yifan, you take it out, the last time I went back, it was all red." ”

The old rascal took it out, stroked her little face, and said, "Little angel, if you have grievances in the future, you can speak out, just beat, you're welcome!"

Wang Zixuan also stroked his old face, and said softly: "Hey, there is no perfect thing, Yifan, since my mother died, I have never been much happier, after you appeared, my world is different, I am happier than before, as long as you remember what I said before, I will always be happy." ”

"Hey, little angel, there's something happier, why don't you try it?" said the old rascal grinning.

"Hmph, think beautifully, if you are not married, I will not do that, and I will not call your husband!" Wang Zixuan said.

"Then we'll get a marriage license tomorrow!" blurted out the old rascal.

"Think beautifully, even if you get on your thief ship, I won't let you get it so easily!" Wang Zixuan said.

"Hehe, then I'll make it easy for you to get it?" said the old rascal shamelessly.

"Hey, you're such a scoundrel, I can't help it!" Wang Zixuan sighed.

The two sat down, the old rascal stretched out his hand, stroked his little waist, and then slowly reached into his clothes, stroking her warm belly, Wang Zixuan held it down: "Do you want to disintegrate me again?"

The old rascal saw that she understood her thoughts, so he giggled and said, "How can there be!" As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly stretched it out and pressed it on the 'chest', the cotton 'chest' circumference!

Wang Zixuan softened suddenly, leaned on his body, and said softly: "Yifan, you are not allowed to continue, otherwise I will definitely be angry!"

The old rascal smiled and said, "Anyway, you are destined to be my person!" After speaking, he also closed his eyes and gently 'kneaded' them, all to this extent, the old rascal casually lifted the 'chest' circumference, and held it in the palm of his hand with an amazing warm show of 'sex'.

Only Wang Zixuan's wheezing sound was heard;

The old rascal gently stroked and 'touched' and gently pinched with his two fingers;

"Little angel, you're mine!" whispered the old rascal in her ear.

The little angel resigned himself to his fate;

It's different from Fei'er, but it's all the same comfort, and I'll be really blessed in the future, the best!

The old rascal felt the full comfort coming from the palm of his hand, felt the show in his palm slowly expanding, the cherry slowly hardened, and a feeling of success arose.

Sister Zixuan should have 32D, but she is lower than Fei'er, if I develop it to 34D, it will definitely be a devil, more devilish than Fei'er's!

But now it's the best!

Thinking like this, the old rascal couldn't help but increase his hand, Wang Zixuan let out a painful moan, and the old rascal knew that he had overexerted himself.

But Wang Zixuan didn't push him away, she knew that it wasn't over yet, and since it had come, it had to end perfectly.

The old rascal seemed to know her thoughts, and changed hands.

But he felt unhappy, and suddenly pressed Wang Zixuan to the saddle, Wang Zixuan seemed to be well-informed and knew that he would not go too far, so he continued.

So, the old rascal stretched out his two hands, held them at the same time, and then gently stroked, gently kneaded, and gently squeezed them into the middle.

"Little angels, they are so beautiful!" Although they were separated by clothes, the old rascal could feel that the show of these two groups was 'quite 'good'.

Wang Zixuan closed his eyes, his little face was crimson, panting for fragrance and slightly 'dewing' his teeth, and said softly: "Yifan, it's okay!"

The old rascal knew that this process should be over, so he reached out to return the 'chest' circumference to its original place, 'withdrew' his hand, and then gently picked up Wang Zixuan, put her in his arms, and gently rubbed her little face.

"You have become a little enemy!" Wang Zixuan said softly: "I can't escape your palm!"

"Wouldn't that be better?" said the old rascal, gently kissing her pink red lips.

Wang Zixuan also responded softly, and said softly: "Yifan, I'm very happy!"

Suddenly, he grinned again: "Do you also conquer the city like this to Yang Fei'er?"

"Hehe, do you want to know? I plan to let her have a baby in two years, do you want your son or 'daughter' to become the crown prince or the eldest princess?" said the old rascal with a grin.

"Hmph, I don't want to, I'll only be 23 years old in two years, I'm still young!" Wang Zixuan said with a smile.

"Hehe, I'm only 19 years old now!" said the old rascal shamelessly.

"Hmph, Yifan, you haven't answered my question yet!" Wang Zixuan asked again.

"She, she wants to know, won't tell you!" the old rascal said in the same tone that Wang Zixuan had before.

"Hmph, if you don't tell me, you won't tell, I don't want to know yet!" Wang Zixuan said angrily.