84_84047Cao Shihan got dressed and stood in front of the window, watching him make a phone call anxiously, his footsteps like flying.

How anxious was he?

She wished that the woman who made him so nervous and anxious was herself, but unfortunately, he refused to give her even the slightest hope.

Fingers clutched the curtains, and the corners of her mouth sneered, she didn't believe that Qin Chuyao could still be with him without any guilt when she saw those fragrant ~ glamorous photos.

Someone else hurts 1,000 enemies and destroys 800, while she hurts 800 enemies and destroys 1,000,000, but what does it matter?

If she doesn't give it a go, she'll never have a chance.

As soon as Su Mingyan opened his mobile phone, he saw a missed call from Qin Chuyao, and immediately called back, but the reply he got was, I'm sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off

On the same morning, a similar incident occurred at Yang Zixuan's house.

Waking up from the pain, Yang Zixuan's knee-jerk reaction was to open her eyes, and what came into her eyes was a magnified face, and she gasped suddenly, and her body shrank back, as if she was frightened.

His face was a little pale, and his head, which was still groggy, instantly became extremely clear.

Yang Zixuan covered her mouth, stopped the scream that almost shouted, and 10,000 horses of grass ~ mud ~ horses flew over in her heart.

Oh, my God! is such a big pot of dog blood, is it because she has seen too much romance?

One ~ night ~ love, how could this kind of thing happen to her?

Drinking and making mistakes, drinking and making mistakes, she must have been crazy last night, otherwise how could it be

She wasn't so drunk that she was unconscious last night, and she remembered the situation when Song Zitian sent her back, and even remembered the passage of ~ bed clearly.

She brought it up, and she said, Song Zi leaned us to do it.

Speaking of which, it was she who put people to sleep, although she was controlled by alcohol when she was doing something, although she was the last person to be counterattacked, although she was the one who fainted with soreness and tiredness, but, if there was no her words, there would be no flirting with her to death~ dial.

She is to blame for this consequence.

Yang Zixuan bit her lip~ petal, and moved her body carefully, wanting to get out of bed and escape without waking up the man.

She wasn't ready to face it.

Suddenly, a large hand came across her waist and put it on her waist, and then she was encircled in the man's hard and hot arms.

Yang Zixuan immediately closed her eyes, put one hand against his chest, and put the other hand on the outside of the quilt, stiff and stiff, and she didn't dare to take a breath.

Song Zitian had already woken up, his eyes open at the moment, looking at the woman who was being encircled in his arms and pretending to be dead, her curly eyelashes trembled slightly, as if the wings of a butterfly were shaking, her lips were pursed, and her pretty ~ beautiful little ~ blushing was like a morning glow.

The two bodies under the quilt were not in the wisps, and they were clinging to each other at this time, her softness, his hardness.

A stream of hot blood surged ~ to the lower abdomen, and a surging *** followed.

After waiting for a while, the man didn't speak, and there was not even the slightest movement, Yang Zixuan opened a small ~ slit slightly, wanting to find out

Song Zi turned over, pressed the person under him, and then kissed her tight lips.

Yang Zixuan's eyes widened suddenly, and after reacting, she stretched out her hands and pushed hard, making a whining sound in her mouth, as if to let him get down.

When she spoke, Song Zitian put his tongue into her mouth, stirred, sucked ~ Yun, grabbed her little hand that she was pushing hard, raised it above her head, and held it firmly.

The mouth could only make a whining sound, and her hands lost their freedom again, Yang Zixuan could only use her double~ legs, kicking and kicking.

The quilt has been kicked and slipped to the waist ~ edge.

The man used his knees to separate her constantly moving ~ legs and pressed them.

All limbs were controlled, and they lost their freedom, and the next moment, the man broke in without warning, and his body was instantly full.

The two of them let out a stuffy ~ hum at the same time, one is painful, and the other is comfortable.

Song Zitian stopped, although he really wanted to let himself run in his body, the kiss moved away from her lips, turned to her cheeks, ears

"Bastard, I'm going to sue you for forcible ~ rape." As soon as her mouth was freed, Yang Zixuan roared angrily.

"Miss Yang has a bad memory, and we are clearly courteous." Song Zitian replied very calmly, the fine kiss moved from her ears to her neck, and the other hand was not idle, stroking from the soft waist, moving up, holding the proud softness, kneading ~ pinching.

Pay somebody back in the same coin?

Yang Zi

Xuan almost didn't have a mouthful of old blood spurting out, and she regretted her impulsiveness last night again.

"Stinky rascal, shameless, beast" Yang Zixuan used all the scolding words she knew, and added a sentence at the end, wanting to cry without tears, "I fucking returned it to you last night." ”

He did it more than once last night, so

"So, I'll pay you back next time." While speaking, Song Zitian moved slowly, and the kiss also kissed from the neck to the collarbone, moving downward, containing ~ one side of the red plum.

Next time? He actually wants next time?

"Hmm" a crisp~ hemp spread all over the body, Yang Zixuan involuntarily arched her body, and what she originally wanted to say turned into a coquettish~ charming moan~ groan.

Xiao Yan has a saying that is true, men have an innate talent in this area.

If she remembered correctly, Song Zitian wasn't skilled when they did it for the first time last night, but now he is not only proficient but also knows all her sensitive points.

Yang Zixuan really wanted to bite herself, she actually thought about this at such a time.

"Song Zitian, bastard, I" A warm current surged down from her lower abdomen, different from the past, her voice at the moment was particularly sharp, coquettish~charming, and anxious~panting.

She was also very young, and soon softened into water under him, and let him pick it.

Before she could finish speaking, Song Zi leaned up, gagged her mouth, and no longer restrained herself, each time she was faster than the last time, as if she was about to crash into the depths of her soul.

What do you want to say? Forget about it.

The light plain curtains fluttered lightly in the morning breeze, and the room was full of ripples, the women's moans~ groans, the men's gasps, and the clattering sound of the big bed shaking

It's like a little death, covered in sweat, hair wet and sticky to the face, high-frequency heartbeat, wheezing, and can't slow down for a long time.

Song Zi leaned his hand to pick up the hair sticking to her face~ open, a fine layer of sweat on her forehead, and after a baptism of bone-eroding love~ things, her whole face was red.

"Come home with me." After calming down, Song Zitian spoke for the first time, not a question, so it was not an inquiry.

Yang Zixuan opened her eyes and stared at him, her passion was over, but her anger did not disappear, and she didn't understand what he said.

"Don't stare at me like that, unless you still want to." He didn't come out of his body after the incident, and he deliberately moved when he said this.

This is a naked~naked threat!

Yang Zixuan immediately looked away.

Again, she is estimated to die in bed~.

"You, come out!" Yang Zixuan pushed him hard, with a fierce face.

"If you come home with me, I'll come out." There is a huge disparity in strength between men and women, and it is useless for him to use her strength to breastfeed if he doesn't want to come out.

"Why?" Yang Zixuan's heart was almost broken, did she really want to be like Xiao Yan's world, go back to be his lover, bed~ companion.

Nima, she just had a brain pump for a while, it doesn't mean that there is something wrong with her.

"I'll sleep on you now." In the face of her anger, Song Zitian was very calm.

Yang Zixuan flew over with another knife eye, she didn't say anything, she knew that he hadn't finished speaking.

"It just so happens that you lack a husband, I lack a wife, I don't hate you, and you" Song Zitian adjusted the elbows on both sides of her and looked directly into her eyes, "Actually, you don't reject me, at least your body doesn't reject me." ”

"There are more men who are not rejected by my body, do I have to go home with each one?" Yang Zixuan answered immediately.

Song Zitian's face darkened.

"We are all adults, each seeking what we need, and we don't owe each other." As long as he doesn't threaten ~ love, Yang Zixuan is not afraid of his black face.

Based on her expression at the moment, based on her words, if she hadn't known that she was the first time last night, Song Zitian would probably have believed it.

"You're not as good as you say." Song Zitian unceremoniously pierced.

Yang Zixuan's face sank, hooked his head hard, aimed at his chin and bit it, and then suddenly overturned the person while he was distracted, and pulled over the Ling ~ messy sheets around his body and jumped out of bed, suddenly grinning in pain, and almost knelt on the ground.

She overestimated herself too much, and she underestimated Song Zitian too much.

"Are you alright?" couldn't take care of herself, Song Zitian wanted to help her.

Yang Zixuan snorted, the soreness in her body made the anger in her heart a little bigger, wrapped in the sheets, and walked to the bath~ room without paying attention to Song Zitian, and threw out a sentence when the door was closed. /p>

"I haven't played before, but that doesn't mean I won't play in the future." The words fell, and the door of the bath~ room was closed with a bang, and it was locked.

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As I said before, Yang Zixuan has no extras, interspersed with the text, and I won't write about them tomorrow