Chapter 87: Providence Is So

However, what Zhang Mengmeng was still thinking about was that she had thought of her mother before, and thought that she could take a look at her recent situation through this Fuxi gossip map. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but obviously, no one in this picture is his mother.

It's Zheng Zixuan's mother, her voice is so kind and sounds familiar. Probably moms are so amiable. Ay.

"Zhao Dapeng's Yanfu is really not small, he is going to be a groom at night." Zeng Yifan couldn't help but speak.

"Okay, if you want something else, don't peep at the two of them anymore." Zhang Meng glanced at Zeng Yifan. I wanted to be crooked before.,Led to seeing several pictures of the Spring Palace.,Is it possible to still want to see the dynamics at this time?

"Which of them is what?" Zeng Yifan pretended not to know.

As he spoke, the picture changed again, but it seemed that he was still in the villa, but from the dining room to the bedroom, a large bed was in front of him.

Zhang Mengmeng can have a clear conscience She has been thinking about her mother, so when the bedroom scene appears, it must be Zeng Yifan who wants to see his friend Zhao Dapeng snap. It's really dead!

looked at Zeng Yifan with disdain, but what he got was an innocent face.

Zeng Yifan was really wronged, he could swear to his grandfather, and he didn't want to see the unspeakable. This kind of shot, just lock it in the room and watch it yourself, and with a woman, still watching it in this impossible place, it's just looking for death.

Anyway, I didn't think about it, since there was a bedroom and a bed, it's hard to say that this woman was thinking about it herself, and she was pretending to be innocent.

"Jingwen, it seems that God is really endless, my Zheng family, now, as long as you find the Fuxi gossip map."

Just as Zhang Mengmeng and Zeng Yifan were speculating about each other's filthy thoughts, someone inside suddenly spoke.

Fuxi gossip map?! Are they talking about Fuxi gossip map?!

Suddenly, Zhang Mengmeng took off the Zhenlong plate.

"You ......"

"Shh

Just when Zeng Yifan was surprised by this sudden move, Zhang Mengmeng made a silent gesture and pricked up his ears to listen for a few seconds.

"Oh no, someone is coming in, hurry up and hide."

"Didn't you say there were only three people in here? Doesn't it mean that the sound insulation is very good, and you can't hear anything......" Before Zeng Yifan's question was finished, he was pushed into a cabinet by Zhang Mengmeng. Subsequently, Zhang Mengmeng himself squeezed in.

Sure enough, after the two came in, they immediately heard the sound of the combination lock being opened smoothly, and someone really entered the room. And, listening to the footsteps, there is more than one person.

Zeng Yifan was originally pushed into the cabinet, but at this time he was in a state of facing the wall, and he was a little uncomfortable, so he twisted his body and wanted to turn around. However, the space in the cabinet is narrow, and accommodating two people is already the limit, let alone turning around. So, in this turn, Zeng Yifan's lips were close to Zhang Mengmeng's forehead, and two soft things just touched his chest. Belch!

Zhang Mengmeng was nervous, who expected Zeng Yifan to suddenly turn around, but even if he was eaten tofu at this time, he had no chance to fight back. Because if there is any movement in the cabinet, the people outside must be able to hear it.

The crime of tampering with cultural relics is really not small.

So, the two hid in the cabinet in this posture of facing each other close together.

Zhang Mengmeng could only pray that the curator or deputy curator would come in and leave, this posture was too embarrassing. Fortunately, it was dark enough in the cabinet, and he couldn't see anything except Zeng Yifan's chin.

However, it was precisely because she could see her chin that she found that Zeng Yifan's Adam's apple was rolling. I never noticed that this man's Adam's apple is so sexy, especially when his saliva rolls, uh!

Compared with Zhang Mengmeng, Zeng Yifan actually wanted the people outside to leave quickly. Smelling the fragrance like this, kissing the forehead, touching the what, even through the clothes, some places that should not react, uncontrollably reacted. At this time, it is swallowing saliva, and it is estimated that there will be nosebleeds if it goes down again.

"You're so annoying, didn't you say to come and see the baby?" Outside the cabinet, a female voice said delicately.

Well? How is it a woman? The curator is a man! Zhang Mengmeng wondered. However, she was now facing away from the door and could not see what was going on outside.

"Didn't you say you wanted to see the baby? I've got a baby here, too! A male voice, full of lewdness. Pool.

Curator?! It's definitely the curator's voice. Zhang Mengmeng affirmed in his heart. It's just that the tone is wrong, is it talking about work? Could it be that the curator brought his wife to secretly look at the cultural relics?

"You're so annoying!" It was a woman's voice again, with the smell of wanting to refuse and give up.

"Come on, no one will come in here, and you can't hear it outside no matter how loud you shout." The man continued.

What's going on out there? Are you here to be thieves? Shout out loud too? Zeng Yifan was curious, turned his head slightly, and looked out through the gap in the cabinet.

It didn't matter what she saw, she saw a woman lying on the glass stand, and a bloated man was lying on top of her. The woman's skirt was lifted up to her chest, revealing half a ball, as well as her waist and fat buttocks. The man's hands kept roaming over her body.

Belch! Indescribable, indescribable! Zeng Yifan hurriedly withdrew his gaze from the gap in the cabinet and met Zhang Mengmeng's forehead again.

"Well, lighter ......," the woman outside gasped.

Zhang Mengmeng saw that Zeng Yifan only glanced out and came back, but listening to the voice, the movement outside was not small. Could it be that someone is wreaking? It's terrible that something from 10,000 years ago was broken.

Thinking like this, Zhang Mengmeng wanted to turn his head to look. Suddenly, I felt a tightness on my waist, and my body was dragged in by Zeng Yifan.

"Don't look." Zeng Yifan leaned into Zhang Mengmeng's ear and whispered.

This exhalation-like spit, skipping his ears, made Zhang Mengmeng's already nervous body even stiffer, as if overpowered, the pores of his whole body were opened, and he was at a loss for a while. What's even more embarrassing is that because they are too close, their breathing and heartbeat are getting more and more rapid. The whole cabinet is full of hormones.

Compared with the pent-up emotions in the cabinet, the outside of the cabinet is bursting with passion. The woman's screams became louder and louder, and the man couldn't help but snort, as if a living spring palace was staged.

During this period, Zeng Yifan subconsciously glanced out through the gap in the cabinet, and he was really happy.

Fortunately, the curator's passion was limited, but he was defeated in two or three minutes and began to put on his pants.

When there was no movement outside, in the cabinet, the sound of the two of them breathing and heartbeat became obvious again. So, the two of them held their breath together.

Suddenly, Zhang Mengmeng only felt that his chest was suffocated, his throat was itchy, and he almost wanted to cough. After enduring it for a few seconds, his face was already a little deformed.

Seeing this, Zeng Yifan asked her what was wrong with his eyes. Zhang Mengmeng raised his neck and signaled that he wanted to cough.

Coughing, hiccups, and farting are said to be the most unbearable things for the three people. I can't imagine that if two cheating people outside find out that there is a pair in the cabinet, they will automatically make up what kind of scene they will make.

"Ahem...... Hmm......" Zhang Mengmeng, who couldn't hold it back, coughed out, and was immediately covered by two warm lips.

"Did you hear anything?" The curator, who was wearing pants, suddenly asked.