For the latest chapter, please Baidu pen とfun と Zhai or manually enter the URL www.biqùzhai.com no delay synchronous update! What a tangled word! People often hide this sensitive word in their hearts and then make a civilized appearance to despise those who can say it. In fact, the word itself is not dirty, and its meaning is not unethical.

The ancients were still able to talk about topics such as whether they could have sex or not, so why should people in modern civilization, who are far away from feudal thinking, confine themselves in the shackles of civilization?

Hearing the ringing of the young man's mobile phone, the beautiful woman smiled even more confidently, she was confident enough to win the handsome guy in front of her. The young man's keen hearing still caught Nadao's voice just now, "It turns out that he is a poor bastard!" Looking at the short-haired girl who was brightly dressed and holding a high-imitation LV bag, the young man couldn't help but touch his nose, "Poor?" Maybe! ”

He put his right index finger on his lips and motioned for the beautiful woman in front of him to be quiet. The woman threw him a very seductive look, and stood quietly aside, dealing with her prey, she had enough patience.

The call came from Jiang Ji, who briefly reported the situation of Lu Ning's black market and the progress of the company he had formed before. The young man hung up the phone and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, he felt that he was indeed a little tired from reading the information on the plane, and he needed to relax.

He looked down at the Vacheron Constantin watch from the Patrimony Collection, a timeless watch that accurately reminded him that the person who picked him up was about to arrive. Please Baidu pen めfun ご Zhai thank you!

"Your watch seems to be for a big brand!" Women still have a certain degree of differentiation between some brands, and when she sees the watch on the wrist of young people, she always feels that she has seen it somewhere.

"Fake! This is a high-quality imitation of Vacheron Constantin, does it look like the real thing? Ha ha. Do you think I'm the kind of person who can bring a name watch? The young man smiled self-deprecatingly, signaling the woman not to pay too much attention to it.

Jean-Marc Vashron, the talented young watchmaker, founded his first workshop in Geneva in 1755. This man was curious and passionate about human culture, and he continued to pursue the craft of watchmaking, and passed on his spirit of striving for perfection to future generations.

In 1819, Jean-Marc Vashron's descendants teamed up with businessman Fran?Oisconstantin to establish the world-famous Vacheron Constantin watch brand. Over time, Vacheron Constantin has developed different collections: the Patrimony Heritage and the Malte are the two most admired collections.

Rather than the Malte collection, which focuses on intricate craftsmanship, young people prefer the Patrimony heritage collection, which is timeless and timeless, and exudes an elegant temperament that keeps pace with the times. Of course, these so-called brand young people don't care, he pays more attention to the cultural atmosphere of the product itself. Looking at the strong beautiful woman in front of him, young people are even more reluctant to publicize these things.

As a man, especially a man who needs to vent all the time, the young man still has a good impression of the beautiful woman in front of him. Although the person who picked them up will arrive soon, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with making them wait a while. He stretched out his hand and stroked the white cheeks of the beautiful woman, and couldn't help but admire that he could take care of himself so well, which was also a skill.

The beautiful woman felt the young man's undisguised **, her chest began to rise and fall violently, and her breathing became a little short. Maybe she was too excited, and the fullness of her chest was about to come out in a state of rapid breathing. Although it can't be talked about, it can be regarded as an occasional red apricot out of the wall. She opened her cherry mouth and took the young man's finger in one fell swoop, and her fiery eyes erupted with infinite ** fire.

"Why do you seem to be wet, can you go to the locker room over there?" The young man's hand gently pulled out of the woman's mouth, and soon it swam through the slender leather band to the mysterious garden area.

"Uh-huh!" The woman exhaled softly, wrapped her fur casually, and took the young man's arm on her shoulder, and ran to the dressing room at the edge of the hall.

The locker room is set up at the edge of the hall, after all, it is in the north, and few people will change their clothes inside, so the locker room is basically unused. The young man and the beautiful woman soon came to the dressing room, and they hastily opened a dressing room, and rushed in the blink of an eye.

The young man casually slammed the door shut, only to find that the woman couldn't wait to reach for her belt. He held the woman's chin with his hand, looking at this beautiful cheek full of spring, and the corners of his mouth showed a wicked smile. He had no intention of stopping the woman, and the woman had no intention of stopping her hand movements.

The woman quickly lifted the young man's belt, her flushed face and attentive eyes showing the importance she attached to the object in which her clothes were wrapped. She unzipped the young man, then put her hands together and forcefully unloaded his clothes.

I have traveled through thousands of rivers and mountains, and I have traveled to the ends of the earth, but I can't see where the road to happiness is. And short-term but beautiful happiness often lies in the hard grasp of it. At this moment, the woman agreed with this sentence very much, and there was a trace of surprise on her face in addition to the previous spring, she was trying to grab what she had been thinking about.

Surprise? That's right, that's the surprise. Imagine what hungry tiger wolf woman wouldn't be surprised by that behemoth? So, in this airport hall, a passion play was quickly staged.

Although it was in the lobby of the airport, the woman still couldn't suppress the urge to shout. She tried to make her own slight shout, but she was gradually distracted by the constant onslaught of the young man. I forgot the time, I forgot the place, all the spring colors that can green the four seasons, and the voice in my mouth was the sound that men often heard in the hard drive.

A crowd slowly gathered next to the dressing room in the hall, most of them young people, after all, the movement here was very attractive to them. Many young men and women are already talking in low voices, and the expressions of girls are even more colorful, they are either contemptful, or curious, or surprised, or excited, or helpless, and so on. Yet they and they all left, only because things were going on inside.

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