On this day, the weather was clear and sunny.

Geng Ting slowly walked out of the community. Until she got into the taxi at the entrance of the community, she was still secretly happy.

Thinking of looking straight ahead, she felt very good in her heart.

She wore a red cheongsam today.

The cheongsam can be said to be one of the most beautiful women's curves among many clothing, with clear and clear lines, close fitting and comfortable to wear, which can be described as one of the representatives of Chinese clothing!

Geng Ting's shoulders are not wide, her neck is long, her buttocks are plump, and her chest and height are moderate, which is especially suitable for wearing cheongsam.

The red cheongsam on her body is a retro style with three medium lengths, which can be called a classic in the cheongsam.

Bright and luxurious, but low-key and restrained, beautiful colors, printed with lifelike delicate flowers, without losing the fragrance of fragrance.

The living flesh wrapped in a cheongsam-like cheongsam is delicate, moving, soft and seductive. The collar and slit are a mature woman's classical elegance, subtle and introverted expression, the fitting waistline outlines Geng Ting's just right figure, and the simple one-word buckle is neatly finished under the cheongsam stand-up collar, which can be described as retro and elegant.

Geng Ting also wore a pair of high heels on her feet! High heels not only visually raised her height, but also raised her waistline and highlighted the beauty of her legs.

In addition, Geng Ting also deliberately combed a more dignified and elegant lady's hairstyle today, and matched a jade bracelet on her wrist, not only without the slightest sense of disobedience, but also a particularly noble and gorgeous feeling when she wore it!

Today, she is so bright and moving, like a red peony blooming in autumn, beautiful and colorful. It's no wonder that even the forward who has been together for a long time is quite amazing. Even on her way out of the community, she undoubtedly became the focus of attention.

"Go to the Emset!"

Get into the taxi, Geng Ting commanded.

The middle-aged driver turned his head, pushed the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and smiled at Geng Ting, who was sitting in the back seat: "Oh, the road is being repaired ahead, maybe we have to go around a little!"

"It's okay, you drive slowly, I'm not in a hurry!" Geng Ting smiled.

"That's good!"

The driver nodded, then turned his head a little reluctantly to drive.

Geng Ting chose a comfortable position and leaned back on the seat. Then, she picked up her phone again and sent a message: traffic jam, baby wait a while.

Ding dong!

Soon, a tearful image returned.

Geng Ting couldn't help laughing-

Dry you first, see you monkey hurry!

The car slowly drove forward, sitting in the car, Geng Ting kept sending messages and talking to Brother Long, and her heart couldn't help but get excited.

She can't remember exactly when she liked it.

She and Xiangxiang have been together for a few years and are not yet married. According to the plan, they will hold a wedding on the May Day holiday next year.

Although the two are not old husbands and wives, the passion of the two has long faded and gradually returned to dullness due to the consumption of tea, rice, oil, salt, and trivial matters in life.

She thought it would go on like this.

It's just that accidents are everywhere.

After the Spring Festival last year, at a class reunion, she met a rich friend brought by her old classmates, that is, Brother Long.

Under his series of dazzling love offensives, she finally failed to control herself and completely fell into his arms.

She suddenly discovered that her so-called passion faded only meant that she had faded forward in the face of her boyfriend, not that she had no passion. In the bottom of her heart, there is still the idea of chasing novelty, the desire to face the throbbing again, and the need to experience the feverish desire.

She felt that Brother Long was a gift from God, and her life opened a small window because of this.

Inadvertently, Geng Ting's taste of life is getting higher and higher, dressing up more than before, and she is less and less satisfied with the existing life.

After vacating their original home, they rented a new house in an upscale neighborhood.

For a period of time after Geng Ting's derailment, she took great pains to hide her abnormality. However, she soon found herself overwhelmed.

Boyfriend Forward is undoubtedly a good man at home, simple by nature and sluggish. He was bent on giving Geng Ting the life he wanted most, and he was obsessed with work and creation all day long, never suspecting that there was a fire in the backyard. He never looked at Geng Ting's phone. Geng Ting's casual excuses couldn't stir up the slightest ripple in his heart.

This seems to be a man who doesn't need any wrists and can be tethered firmly.

Between the two men, she was at ease and enjoyed herself, and her original reserves and scruples were quickly left behind. She and Brother Long met more and more frequently, and the relationship was out of control, and finally became a prairie fire.

Her mood at the moment is like the sunshine outside the window, warm and bright.

It's just that she naturally didn't know that when she left the community by car, her boyfriend at home quickly received a call from her boss Lan Lan, and then left the community.

The taxi slowly circled around the city and arrived at its destination after nearly half an hour.

Jinling City has a developed economy and trade, and there are many foreigners living in the city. The Dorsett Hotel is no exception.

When Geng Ting got out of the taxi and walked into the hotel lobby with small steps, the eyes of an Englishman inside couldn't help but light up.

He put down the newspaper in his hand, got up from the sofa, and couldn't help but approach Geng Ting.

“Beautiful !”

The foreigner made no secret of his admiration and praised in English on the side.

Immediately after, he said in broken Chinese: "Miss, you are really so beautiful!"

Hearing the praise of foreigners, Geng Ting's heart blossomed even more.

"Thank you!"

Geng Ting cherries spit lightly, nodded slightly in thanks, and inadvertently added a touch of charm in her eyes.

The Buddha relies on gold, and people rely on clothing, and this seems to be not wrong at all.

Geng Ting took the elevator and came to the agreed floor, the fifteenth floor.

Number 1507.

She looked at the nameplate on the door and gently rang the doorbell.

No response.

She frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and pressed again.

At that moment, the door opened halfway and was quickly shut—

In the blink of an eye, an arm forcefully dragged her in, and then hugged her fiercely in his arms.

She exclaimed, but her mouth was quickly clogged by a deep kiss.

This kiss went down, and a fire suddenly erupted in her heart, and then it burned fiercely.

She closed her eyes, put her hands around Brother Long's neck, and sucked wildly.

They kissed and moved.

Her small bag had long since been thrown aside, and her high heels were kicked off at will.

Brother Long's hands kept swimming and kneading on her body.

Suddenly, he jerked up her cheongsam and tore off her transparent lace panties, moving bravely and almost roughly.

His fingers then ran over her wet, softest spots, and then went deeper.

"Oh!"

Her eyes were misty, and she couldn't help but look up and let out a comfortable soft exhale.

Immediately, the two of them fell tightly on the big bed......

The room is full of spring.