Quan Xiaosheng was picked up by him, and his heart beat violently, but he couldn't resist at all, and staggered to the sofa by him.

The couch was large, wider than the little bed she had in the basement.

Jeon Hyo-sang sat down on it, Ahn Jeong-hoon only took advantage of the trend, and she lay down obediently.

Ahn Jeong-hoon covered it, wrapped his arms around her neck with one hand, lowered his head and went directly to her lips.

Jeon Hyo-sang closed his eyes.

What kind of trouble and entanglement he said before, she didn't have the energy to think about it at the moment...... She was meant to be there for him. For the first time, she was pressed by a man and wantonly asked for her lips and tongue, which made her feel very ashamed, but with this shame, she had to try her best to cater to herself. For example, parting the teeth to meet the invasion of his tongue.

Almost at the same time, Ahn Jung-hoon's big hand slipped under her sweater and explored the peaks upwards with hard fences. Ahn Jeong-hoon frowned and said in a low voice, "I'll solve it myself." ”

Quan Xiaosheng felt even more ashamed, but although the man's voice was low, his tone was unquestionable as if he were commanding. This made her feel a little panicked, and she was even more afraid that she would anger him because of this matter at such a step, which was really not worth it. So he bit his lower lip, arched himself slightly, and took off his sweater and underwear together, revealing a snow-white body of 10 √, and the majestic mountains wrapped in the corset.

She reached behind herself and unbuttoned it.

The majesty that surpassed the vast majority of Ahn Jung-hoon's women jumped out proudly.

Ahn Jung-hoon kneaded and played with some admiration for a while, and couldn't help but bury his head and bite gently. A tingling sensation spread from his chest to his whole body, and Quan Xiaosheng fell softly on the sofa, looking at the ceiling in distraction. Involuntarily let out a slight moan*.

Her voice also made the man's breathing heavy. Quickly got up and disarmed. Ahn Jung-hoon's uplift made Jeon Hyo-sung sober up a little. Blindfolded and glanced at him, for fear that he would be upset by something in a while, he simply sat up and began to take off his pants.

Ahn Jung-hoon sat back on the sofa, stared at Shuangmaru who was shaking in her chest for a long time, and said with a smile: "It is indeed blessed." It's a pity to miss out. ”

Quan Xiaosheng pursed her lips, she herself knows that she doesn't know how many men look at her and don't look at anything else. Staring at this place, his eyes lit up. I don't know if I should be proud or sad.

All in all, it's a lot of money, right...... The cost to remember. Whether it's stage cognition, or the relationship between men and women. Jeon Hyo-sang bit his lower lip and thought about it, leaned over, held her softness with both hands, clamped his hardness, and stroked it up and down.

Ahn Jeong-hoon sighed comfortably, leaning back on the sofa and staring at her service, appreciating it in his heart. Very informed. Very intelligent woman, she knows what men want. What do you like...... Almost a perfect lover*.

She did push her limits and stroked for a while, she lowered her head and took the tip of his mouth in her lips. Ahn Jung-hoon was so comfortable that he was about to fly. This trick is very difficult to say...... There are a lot of things that can be clamped, but if they can be supplemented by tongue-to-mouth, how many of his women can do it?

Not...... Maybe Secretary Liu's scale is okay? Try it next time......

Ahn Jung-hoon, who was picked to the extreme, finally didn't let Jeon Hyo-sheng work hard for too long, and within a few minutes, he pulled her up and put her on the sofa, and carried her legs and guns.

Jeon Hyo-sang bit his lip tightly, and blood slowly dripped down the spear onto the sofa.

It is customary for Ahn Jeong-hoon to give his women enough foreplay, but this time he was given enough foreplay by others, so that Quan Xiaosheng, who was first exposed to rain and dew, was able to barely support his outburst. Ahn Jung-hoon pressed her shoulders and let himself inject heavily into her body in waves, before he slowly fell down and lay on her chest to gasp.

Quan Xiaosheng was already sweating profusely, and the last few waves of impact made her eyes roll a little, she didn't know why this man had such a strong power, and the hour-long storm made her even think that she was no longer in the world. She didn't know how many times she had arrived, only that the pain had passed from the beginning, that the continuous pleasure had spread violently, and then she didn't care how she was changed positions by him, and she didn't have time to care about how humiliating it was to kneel or sit, she just shouted unwillingly, shouting hoarsely, and at last even gasping was hoarse.

The two of them hugged each other tightly, and it took a long, long time before they slowly stopped breathing.

Ahn Jeong-hoon turned sideways, his right hand propped up his head to look at Jeon Hyo-sung's flushed face and distracted eyes, and his left hand was still a little reluctant to roam her chest.

It's been a long time since he's been so indulgent and cathartic.

Yes, not the other way around.

Although in anyone's opinion, he wantonly prostituted himself at home, all kinds of unobstructed and group play, as if he had indulged to an incredible extreme. But in fact, if you think about it, you can understand that he has not vented on a woman who has no feelings purely because of desire. When was the last time I had such a thought? Goyala? That didn't happen. Yes, the last time I did this seemed to be Ha Ji Won in the car, and it can be traced back to Han Jiaren. It's been a long time, and it's been a long time since now.

And now Han Jiaren Ha Ji Won has a special emotional birth, which makes him almost forget the beginning.

Now he is even hypocritical to the point that he obviously has feelings, but he has always held back and did not take the next step, such as Xu Xian, such as Zheng Xiujing, such as Li Juli, such as Pei Xiuzhi.

What an ordinary man would want to do, for him, he has restrained himself for an unknown amount of time. Quan Xiaosheng opened the floodgate, and all the primitive ambitions that he had held back for too long were released, and he actually had a sense of relaxation and comfort.

"Filial piety...... Maybe you're off to a bad start. Ahn Jung-hoon muttered: "If I have such intentions, none of the Korean girl groups will be able to escape my poisonous hands." ”

Quan Xiaosheng curled up in his arms and muttered, "Didn't you say that you wouldn't think about the future?" I don't care, anyway, I don't regret it this time." ”

"Huh...... Is it because you're comfortable too?"

"Nasty. Quan Xiaosheng exerted a little strength, sat up straight, began to dress, and said, "For me, it is also a good memory to have a past like this with you." ”

The "you" that was just said quickly changed back to "you". Ahn Jeong-hoon was keenly aware of what she meant, and couldn't help but be a little silent.

This girl is very decisive. Say it's once and it's once, no longer entangled.

Ahn Jung-hoon also knew that what he had been pursuing was too distorted. One night of joy, the two do not owe each other, modern men and women are too normal to behave like this, especially for his position, there are too many small artists to come and go when they are called, and it is really unreasonable to think about the future collection.

If even Fang Minya could let her fall in love...... Quan Xiaosheng, so be it.

Ahn Jung-hoon sighed and began to get dressed: "Sit down, let's leave when you're done, what do you think of yourself?"

Quan Xiaosheng was stunned, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, some self-harm, and some warmth. He lowered his head and said a soft "um" and sat down on the sofa.

Ahn Jeong-hoon made tea quietly, and the fragrance of oolong tea permeated the president's room, refreshing people's hearts. Washed away all the hormonal breath that had just been permeating, as if nothing had happened.

Quan Xiaosheng was a little intoxicated by the fragrance of tea, and a cup of tea was sandwiched in front of her by him with tweezers, the color was like amber, and it looked so beautiful that people were reluctant to drink it. She has never seen such a way of making tea in her life, which is full of artistic beauty and can make people's minds slowly return to peace.

Ahn Jung-hoon drank tea silently, as if he was thinking about something. Quan Xiaosheng didn't dare to open his mouth to disturb, so he could only keep his head down, holding a delicate teacup, and he didn't know what he was thinking. A casual glance at a certain part of the sofa, where there were red and white marks, as if announcing something, made her feel very strange.

"Even without my squeeze, it's not easy for Secret to get on top. Ahn Jung-hoon slowly spoke: "TS is small after all, there are too few resources, Kim Tae-song has some connections but it is far from enough." Compared to s*m, f(x) will still be easier than you in the future, even if it loses to you at the beginning. ”

Quan Xiaosheng nodded slightly, she knew that this was the truth.

Ahn Jung-hoon said again: "So if Secret wants to come out, he must find another way to catch people's attention." For example...... Sexy style, and it is the kind with a large scale, which is completely different from the sexy concept of Xiaoli in the early years. ”

Quan Xiaosheng was stunned, was silent for a moment, and finally replied: "Then you have to go." ”

"Even if it's a dance with strong sexual innuendos?"

"Yes. Jeon Hyo-sung replied calmly.

No one wants to live their career as an artist with a little bit of performance fee that is difficult to eat, and they have to suffer from all kinds of messy rules from time to time. If sexy dancing is useful, then use it, you can convince yourself that it is also a form of musical expression, neither a glamorous dance nor a selling.

Ahn Zhengxun laughed, his smile seemed to be a little sarcastic but also a little tolerant, shook his head and whispered to himself: "So...... How can I tolerate it. ”

Quan Xiaosheng heard what he meant, and his heart felt even warmer. Then he realized that this was not the love he should have, bowed his head and drank the tea silently, and stood up decisively: "President An, I'm going to leave." ”

Ahn Jung-hoon seemed to be in thought, nodded casually when he heard the words, and did not answer.

Quan Xiaosheng walked away, and then he felt a tearing pain in his lower body. She couldn't bear to come out, and slowly moved to the door step by step, looking back and seeing that he was still looking down and thinking, Quan Xiaosheng gritted his teeth, and didn't know what was wrong, but he actually said a word: "If you want it next time...... Just give me a call. (To be continued......)