I turned on the TV when I was bored, but the sound of water in the bathroom made Ying Sick not think much about TVB TV programs.

After about ten minutes, Goddess Zhao changed her clothes and came out of the bathroom, and walked past Ying Sickji with a burst of incense.

"I miss you." Win the disease has stretched out the tiger's arm. hugged Zhao Yazhi in his arms.

This flight is more than ten days, and Zhao Yazhi naturally thinks about her good lover.

Smiled.

"I'm sick, I love you!" Zhao Yazhi kissed her lover on the face emotionally.

Naturally, he won't be stunned like Brother Chu, and said with a smile: "Girl, I love you too!" ”

"Hee-hee!" Zhao Yazhi smiled playfully and sweetly.

Zhao Yazhi closed her eyes, waiting for Ying Sick to take the initiative to kiss her.

"Girl, you're so beautiful!" As he spoke, he kissed Zhao Yazhi on the lips.

This time, Ying Sick is no longer simply kissing, and his sinful claws are not idle, walking around Zhao Yazhi's seductive delicate body.

"Ahh In Zhao Yazhi's cry of pain, Ying Sick has stepped forward.

Turned red waves. In the blink of an eye, a shocking battle begins!

Zhao Yazhi was particularly active tonight, and she didn't know what she was stimulated. Straddled onto the winner, his movements were gentle and smooth, and he whispered at the same time: "These days, it looks like you're doing well......"

Win Sick naturally knew what she said well, and said without hesitation: "It's weird! I've been busy lately. ”

said. A violent counterattack began.

Zhao Yazhi let out a long muffled snort.

Zhao Yazhi gritted her teeth. Shaking back and forth above him, "Will you call me a goddess?" Will you pray to me? Will you bow to me with your body? ”

Win the sick and laugh. That's what she wants? That's great. "Absolutely." He agreed. Then an even more ferocious attack was launched.

He gasped slightly, "Great, isn't it, goddess?"

"Worship me, dear." Zhao Yazhi demanded.

"Okay." "I adore your pride, your hair, and your tender skin, I adore your legs, your eyes, and your little lips......" "Good......" she murmured, swaying over him.

"I adore your one qiē. Thy kisses are as sweet as honey, thy touch is as scorching as a flame, and I adore thee. As their bodies intensified, the tone of the sick became rhythmic, "Please bring the strong needs of the early morning to the sick, and please bring your comfort and blessings to the sick at night." Let the sickness walk fearlessly in the dark, and let the sickness come back to you again and sleep with you. Sickness will worship you with all his body and mind, Goddess, Sickness has worshipped you with all his thoughts, no matter where I go, I will worship you, in the dream of sickness......" Suddenly stopped, panting, he felt himself deeper and deeper, as if he was charged, and his desire was like death, straight into the clouds.

That's a good tune!

"Please give me your gift," the Victory Sickness burst out. Looking at her, Zhao Yazhi also met his eyes. "I... Here you go... Love me......" A moment later, a rapid and rhythmic sound sounded.

"One-two-three-four, two-two-three-four, three-two-three-four, four-two-three-four...... Okay, now let's start doing Yoga Pose 2......"

……

More than half an hour later.

The goddess spread out her limbs and lay on the bed panting violently, like a big cat charmingly. Then, she yawned. "You're an animal." She said contentedly.

……

In the past few months, except for the time when Ying Sick and Zhao Yazhi were not available, the two of them have been singing happily almost every night these days.

Zhao Yazhi has already completely let go of her reserve under the teaching of winning the disease, and enjoys the most normal love and happiness between men and women. With the daily nourishment of winning the disease, Zhao Yazhi became more and more radiant, and between her gestures, she had a kind of charming style of a young woman. At the same time, she is becoming more and more unbearable, and she has become more and more unable to resist the teasing of winning the disease, and often loses in a few rounds.

Winning the illness is not satisfied: "Happy." My goddess, let's fight a few more rounds! ”

……

Ying Yi had walked back to the living room, but he heard the phone ringing, and when he picked it up, it was the secretary Jin Raojian who called, telling him about the first shareholders' meeting of Jiayi TV. (To be continued......)