The empty bathroom seemed to have fallen into Zhao Xiangnong's ears again, so she followed the voice that fell into her ears step by step......

This situation and this scene are familiar, the empty bathroom, the door is locked, and the shaking hand opens the door of the bathroom at the end, and there is no one inside!

No, there is no boy in the Garden of Eden.

Slowly, Zhao Xiangnong squatted down, resting her head on her knees, and the swelling pain that came from the top of her chest seemed to reach her heart at once.

In the silent space, she heard her voice over and over again: Song Yuze, you bastard, Song Yuze,......

She was still thinking about him, who had his own house in New Orleans, who could ride a motorcycle, who was poor and white.

More than an hour later, Zhao Xiangnong and Zhao Yanting said, "Dad, he has already greeted me before he appears here." ”

Zhao Xiangnong explained to Zhao Yanting that Song Yuze was going to sign a secret contract with Emilia's father, and then Zhao Yanting didn't speak, he just turned his face to look at her.

The dress that participated in Pai Duì today was brought to her by Zhao Yanting and asked Rice to bring her, it was his favorite white, Zhao Xiangnong lowered his eyes and looked out of the car window, in order to avoid Zhao Yanting's gaze.

Li Ke died at the age of twenty-six, which was the most beautiful moment for the love between Li Ke and Zhao Yanting, and Zhao Xiangnong would soon usher in her twenty-fifth birthday.

The air conditioning in the car, accompanied by a certain focused gaze, quietly penetrated through the dress and penetrated under her pores, which had a terrifying meaning.

Lu Jun was greatly relieved when he got the contract from Song Yuze, he knew better than anyone how many eyes were staring at this contract in secret, Song Yuze could get this contract, presumably the daughter of the captain of the navy would take part of the credit, and Emilia, the honor student, fell in love with Song Yuze is a hot topic in the city recently.

As the "rising star" in the mouth of those people, Lu Jun has worked for Song Yuze for just two months, and for the young man who is five years younger than himself, Lu Jun has gone from initial disapproval to now desperate, and most of those who have been incorporated into the elite team have the same mentality as him, so these people are willing to stay in the company at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night to work overtime.

Song Yuze, who is only 24 years old, is born with a leadership temperament, modest, bold, cunning, not blindly arrogant, and has the innate agility and wisdom.

At half past eleven, Song Yuze appeared in the office, and he brought what everyone wanted to see.

At eleven fifty o'clock, all the lights in the office went out, and Serena, the sexiest and sultry member of their team, pushed open the door of Song Yuze's office with a birthday cake, and Song Yuze would usher in his twenty-fifth birthday in ten minutes, but their birthday was full of work on the day.

Singing birthday songs, opening champagne, making wishes, and having fun, Lu Jun found that Song Yuze seemed to be out of the state all the time, for example, he called Serena's name wrongly, for example, he answered the wrong questions several times, if these were usually placed, they would never appear on Song Yuze.

In this team of nearly 100 people, only Lu Jun and Song Yuze belong to the same black-eyed and yellow-skinned race, and this common characteristic makes Lu Jun and Song Yuze occasionally get together to drink a little wine and smoke a cigarette or two after work.

When Song Yuze called Serena by the wrong name for the second time, Lu Jun couldn't help but quip in a low voice: "Is Emilia fascinated?" ”

That chick is a natural stunner.

Song Yuze frowned, the answer was obviously not.

"Or ......" Lu Jun continued: "Which chick on Pai Duì is particularly charming?" ”

As if he hadn't heard him, Song Yuze smiled and expressed his gratitude, and after thanking him, he said that he was going out to smoke a cigarette and relax.

In the smoke, Song Yuze seemed to vaguely see such a scene, the two protruding points set off by the extremely soft white fabric, Song Yuze imagined the scene after the soft fabric slipped off it, it must be very cute, so cute that he couldn't help but want to lower his head and hold it.

Some of the emotions are about to move, Song Yuze opened the car window to sober himself up, he knew that once he touched her, he would produce endless restlessness, and those restlessness would always make his attention drop and his spirit could not be concentrated.

Exhale and close your eyes.

Closing her eyes was even worse, her chest rising and falling violently in a space that resembled suffocation, tempting him......

As if, the sweetness that remained in his mouth was still there, Song Yuze gritted his teeth, and tried his best not to think about the fact that it would only take forty-five minutes to drive home from here, he just had to think that when he got another contract, he could go back once a weekend.

In a daze, Zhao Xiangnon felt that breath was approaching her, familiar and unfamiliar, those touches that fell on her body were like feathers, from her hair all the way down, when she fell on her neck, her neck subconsciously shrank, she was most afraid that people would tickle her, and Aunt Qing liked to tickle her the most when she was a child.

Twisting his waist, giggling, his body shrank towards the softest place, and his mouth began to beg for mercy: Aunt Qing, I don't dare......

Then, time flew by in the blink of an eye, and the person who tickled her became another person, that person had slender fingers, and that person was no longer in the same way that belonged to Aunt Qing when she tickled.

Then, the voice she had when she begged for mercy also changed, deliberately with a bit of love: Song Yuze...... I don't dare, I really don't dare...... Song Yuze, you dare! Song Yuze, you bastard...... Bastard, don't, don't mess there, bastard...... Egg.

He didn't heed her warning, and his fingers continued to stir up trouble in her body.

She gasped, intermittently: Aze...... Aze ......

And then......

The stinging sensation brought by the sudden arrival of being deeply penetrated made Zhao Xiangnong open his eyes suddenly, and as soon as he opened his eyes, his surroundings began to shake heavily.

After a few clicks, it stopped again.

Time is stuck in something, and it is so heavy that I can't take a step.

Almost, as soon as he entered her, he regretted it.

His original intention was nothing more than this: to sneak a look at her and then leave secretly.

Song Yuze thought: Song Yuze has felt that Zhao Xiangnon is like the mouth-watering big apple when she sleeps, always tempting people to bite her face.

Is one bite enough? Naturally, it wasn't enough, so he touched her, and if she hadn't smiled so innocently, he would have left the room by now.

The two balls on her chest shook as she smiled, and he was so annoyed that he thought maybe he could sneak ...... Then Yiqiē was out of control because of her sentence "Song Yuze".

Originally, Song Yuze didn't want to do anything bad.

The culprit who asked him to do bad things was Zhao Xiangnong.

Zhao Xiangnon, who summoned a series of "Aze" with the most sultry voice, because, Song Yuze knows better than anyone that there is no such person as "Aze", at this moment, the hypothesis has become his enemy, maybe there is really such a person in this world, who can drive a motorcycle and spend the money in his pocket anytime and anywhere and live in a corner very simply, yes, what Zhao Xiangnon loves is that kind of person, and he has nothing to do with that kind of life at all.

The raging anger makes him need to find an outlet to make her hurt as much as he does.

How much Song Yuze's heart hurts, how much Zhao Xiangnong's heart hurts.

In the stalemate time, Zhao Xiangnong tried hard to see the face that was close at hand, saw it clearly, and began to be angry, more panicked and ashamed than angry.

The sound of "Aze" just now was still on the tip of her tongue, which made her so nostalgic.

This dark night man came here quietly and stole her thoughts, her thoughts that she desperately wanted to hide.

The anger produced was a struggle, the hand waved violently in the air and was easily suppressed by him, and the feedback from the hand was sent back to the place where he was pierced so hard, so painful.

Then, the ceiling shook violently again, and along with the shaking ceiling were tears that flowed wildly from her eyes.

The hand touched the wetness of the palm from her face, Song Yuze began to panic, and the person under her seemed to have become the one who danced for him on the wide stage again, as if it would disappear in the next second, because there was nothing in this world that made her nostalgic.

Desperately sucking the tears on her face, trying to make no more tears flow out of her eyes, but she still couldn't stop crying.

So, he began to beg her for mercy: "Don't cry, Zhao Xiangnong, don't cry, it's me who is not good, every qiē is me...... My bad, sue me, how can you not cry, Zhao Xiangnong, I beg you to sue me, ......"

She looked away from her.

His voice was so low that it sounded like he was pleading: "Is it painful, okay, then I won't move...... don't move." ”

The soldiers buried deep in her body did not move, but his lips kept touching her tears.

Song Yuze was panicked in his heart, he was desperately thinking of a way to stop her tears, and he was muttering to himself.

Listen, what he said to make her happy.

"Zhao Xiangnong, please don't cry, I promise you that I will give you what you like and want......"

Then, it was quiet and quiet, and then, no more tears came out of her eyes, and her body stopped struggling, and looked at her quietly in the faint light, and he ......

At that moment, he was so ecstatic that he had finally found a way to stop her tears, and after that ecstasy there was a hint of snickering of self-euphoria: at last, she was willing to look at him.

Bow your head, kiss her lips, the tip of your tongue pinched her lips, honey, please respond to me, just like before, her lips are squirming, he feels that she is responding to him, so, can't wait to take it in his mouth.

How can a kiss alone be enough?

Buried deep in her body, the most detailed information was fed back into his mind all the time, stiff and warm, and every inch of expansion had her loveliest tolerance.

It's just that......

Gently cover her eyes, honey, please don't look at me with such a cold gaze, honey, please believe me, one day I will let your eyes release the heat.

Let her eyelids droop down his palm, and the palm left, Song Yuze saw Zhao Xiangnong's closed eyes, and his lips gently touched her eyelids.

Also, my dear, please believe me, one day Song Yuze will turn Zhao Xiangnong, who has become a poor egg, into the richest woman in the world.

Buried in her body, she began to move tentatively, and after a few strokes, her hand rested gently on his shoulder.

Zhao Xiangnon, it's really not cute!

On this day, Song Liansu found that Zhao Xiangnong, who had never been late, was late, and called Zhao Xiangnong's mobile phone Song Liansu heard the voice she was familiar with, and his voice was a little shy, Auntie, you can give her a day off today.

When the phone was about to hang up, Song Liansu thought about it and said softly, Xiao Ze, happy birthday.

There was silence for a moment, and he hung up without saying anything.

After the age of seventeen, Song Yuze no longer celebrated his birthday, and he was extremely reluctant to hear words similar to "Happy Birthday" on this day, because he lost his father on Song Yuze's seventeenth birthday, and the bridge where the accident occurred was a dangerous bridge that had long been closed to the outside world, why did he drive the car there Song Yuze did not say the reason from beginning to end, he locked himself in the room for a long time after attending the funeral.

On this morning, the maids in the ivory rotunda found their long-lost man in the kitchen, and by all indications that the hostess had not been at work today.

The oldest servant here couldn't help but joke when he looked at the mouth-watering meal on the tray served by the hostess: Love breakfast?

The man in his loungewear responded to her with a charming smile and walked upstairs with a tray.

The author has something to say: if you don't make this chapter, will it be harmonized ~~~~~

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