Chapter 15: Wang Lucheng and Nan Yu
"Sister Nanyu, you're here, we haven't seen each other for five years!"
As soon as he heard the familiar voice coming from outside the door, Wang Haiyang turned around and left the room and walked into the hall, where he saw a bright woman with a big maroon back and a tattoo on her neck standing in front of the TV cabinet with her back. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
"Sister Nanyu, you're here, why don't you say when you'll arrive." Wang Haiyang happily walked over and stood behind the woman in the red dress, only to find that she was looking at the photo frame on the TV stand, which was filled with three smiling faces.
"The smile is so bright, but it's a pity that this girl is annoying when she looks at it." The woman in red named Nan Yu put back the table that she controlled and flew up, looked back at the whole room, and shook her head with some dissatisfaction.
"You don't like the dΓ©cor of this house? So what are you doing when you come back, haven't you been gone for five years? Wang Lucheng also came out of the room at this time, looking at this graceful figure with his back to him, his heart was very complicated.
"After I leave, the hostess you found for this house is really not good, it's too earthy." Nan Yu still smiled and said angry words to Wang Lucheng.
"Are you this brain, this house has never been renovated, there is something to say, let's have nothing to do, let's leave quickly!" Wang Lucheng still decided to get rid of her.
Nan Yu's beautiful face still kept a smile, and seemed to be inadvertently teasing Wang Lucheng, she was willing to see this little man who was more than a thousand years younger than him angry, because it seemed to be very interesting.
"Don't be so ruthless, we broke up, but when you converted me from an ink painting at the age of eighteen, we also had a five-year relationship. You have a history of marriage on your passport, and I am your ex-wife, although we broke up as soon as we got married. β
"You are not my ex-wife, we haven't divorced yet, are you here to ask me to fulfill my wife's obligations?" Wang Lucheng looked at this woman or female zombie who had been taking the initiative since she appeared.
"Good! You have too much family, come with me! β
Nan Yu disappeared in place, and instantly appeared behind Wang Lucheng, grabbed Wang Lucheng's waist and disappeared into the house again, leaving only Wang Haiyang and the three medical staff who heard the noise.
Looking at the three medical staff standing on the second floor blankly without knowing what was going on, Wang Haiyang once again had a clear emotional feedback, and he waved his hand impatiently and shouted: "What are you watching, I haven't seen anyone watching TV!" β
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The regular shaking sound reached its climax in the adjacent room of the same hotel apartment with a rapid gasp and accelerated frequency, and it seemed that everything fell silent in an instant, and for a moment there was no longer the regular shaking and crashing sound in the room, except for two exhausted gasps that seemed to have a hint of satisfaction and pleasure.
There is a way: if you want to follow the mandarin duck intertwined neck, the wine power is gradually thickening, and the mandarin duck embroidery is turned red by the waves; The waves stop when the clouds stop, and the clouds and rain are quiet at the beginning.
"In fact, at three o'clock in the evening, the taste does not stop; The city has just settled, and it is as if waiting for a needle to fall; The taste is the taste of the tasting, the soft mashed potatoes and the firm beef, they tumble and gasp, and the whole city is a bed, a table, covered with silky sheets;
The tip of my tongue is hot and I indulge my sense of taste, the city is under our body, at this time Xiangshan exudes fragrance, the Houhai overflows across the stone bridge, and the traffic on the ring road becomes liquid, spreading with the second, third, and fourth rings, even if it spreads to the fifth and sixth rings, and spreads to the tips of my hair, my throat and the roots of my ears, it will not reach the end. β
A slightly detached female voice whispered a little poem, her hands roaming between the ribs and the skin on the back of the man lying on her back, her eyes lying on her stomach looked at the ceiling lamp in the bedroom, as if thinking of something else, a chuckle lit up at the corners of her mouth, and the sheets continued to melt with sweat and tears.
"You like this little poem, it's not like it at your age, shouldn't you like Song Ci and Tang poems?" The hand stroked the smooth back, as if still greedy for the delicate touch, this gentle touch seems to be flirting, making people's hearts itch, and there is no way to scratch it.
"Don't think that if you transform me, a zombie of the Song Dynasty, you can pretend to understand me in front of me, you and I are all the way, you are cold-blooded than me."
The persistent little tsundere made her open her eyes and talk nonsense, even if she was a female zombie in the modern era for ten years, she was still the same old thought in person, this poem was just heard on TV.
The man smiled dotingly, turned sideways and withdrew from her body, causing her to frown slightly and cry out in pain from a big mouth in her throat: "Hmm~ woo! β
"If you don't count the ten years in this world, you are more than a thousand years older than me, but fortunately, the zombie is so good at your level, and time has nothing to do with you from now on. No matter how time passes, you'll still be warm and slippery. β
Just as the girl was still waiting for the next love story, things changed, and the man quickly rolled over and got out of bed, grabbed his scattered clothes on the ground and began to put them on. This subtle change has made her accustomed to it, who is still lazy and relaxed.
She was still lying there lazily enjoying the crazy and gentle afterglow she had just had, gently teasing the fluffy thighs she had just put on her shirt with her toes: "Do you have anything to do?" Why don't you stay longer? β
"I don't understand why you're revealing the connection between you and me? Isn't this bad for you and me, and didn't it hide our relationship five years ago because of this? β
The man's tone slowly changed, but she still didn't care, secretly avoiding her toes, Wang Lucheng put on the brown trousers, and looked back at the woman curled up on the bed like a kitten.
"I see, you saved me?" Wang Lucheng, who had just hung up the strap, seemed to understand everything before: "I said how could those strangers let me go so easily, I thought they were using me to catch that person......
"Hehe, you're not stupid." Nan Yu pushed away the tulle covering his body, crawled over and knelt on the edge of the bed, and gently straightened the collar and shirt buttons for him with both hands: "Otherwise, they won't let you go." β
"Is Forsythia Chu dead?" Wang Lucheng greedily kneaded the pair of huge murder weapons with both hands, but he didn't forget to ask him what he wanted to know: "What kind of thing was converted by me, so powerful." β
"Why isn't it enough? So greedy? Nan Yu seemed to enjoy Wang Lucheng's infatuation with her body, and deliberately stiffened up so that he could let go of it, allowing a pair of murder weapons to be constantly kneaded and deformed in his hands.
"Forsythia Chu has been broken, and now he is also a vegetative person, but it is said that he can reach some kind of communication with spiritual powers."
Nan Yu, who was kneeling on the bed, gently tidied up Wang Lucheng's trouser belt, rubbed it inadvertently under him, and looked at Wang Lucheng with hot eyes and said: "That little Lori of yours is called Hu Li, I don't know what it is, and now she lives in my hotel." β
"What? Want to test if she's tepid? β