Slid into his slender neck.

Why do you feel that this picture is a little fragrant?

Looking at the girl's stunned eyes, Huo Yuan was stunned.

The narrow eyes were slightly condensed.

What a stupid woman.

He grabbed her hand and led her to the hotel.

That posture has a sense of déjà vu leading the little lamb into the wolf's den.

The hostess kindly gave them towels to wipe their hair first.

Liang Qian looked at the wet skirt and was a little irritable.

Fog grass, if this is done later, think about it......

Ah, she didn't dare to think about it.

Huo Yuan looked at her tangled little eyes.

Pick up the uniform from her hand.

"Go, put it on."

Cool and shallow......

Uh, why did you forget, she still has a school uniform.

Her eyes turned slightly, and then she saw Huo Yuan's clothes sticking to her body.

Revealing a strong silhouette, she could even faintly see which thin and powerful muscles......

Ahhhh......h

Liang Qian was so excited in an instant that he couldn't do it, and he looked thin and fleshy when he was dressed.

This man, has he ever practiced?

Across the street, in a black luxury car, the man watched two figures who entered the hotel intimately.

I touched my nose and was stunned.

Boss, this is, spring is coming?

Can......

This taste is too heavy, that girl, she looks very small.

Alas, the boss's exercise is going to be broken.

He hesitated and sent a text message.

If the boss wants to pick up girls, he has to drive the best car, finish the meal, and then go to the hotel, and it will be a matter of course.

It is estimated that when the girl saw the boss's car, she had already fallen under the boss's suit pants.

Don't want to......

The message on his phone stunned him.

What the? The boss actually wants him to go back?

Ahh......hh

His face was a little stiff, thinking of the films the boss had watched before.

He suddenly reacted, alas, sure enough, the boss is the boss.

Even this trick is different, everyone else is six o'clock, and the boss goes directly to the hotel......

Alas, sure enough, it is not easy for anyone who can be the boss.

Huo Yuan didn't know that his little follower had already arranged him clearly.

It's just that he's the client......

Because the clothes were wet, the whole person was a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the people under his hands were efficient and quickly sent the clothes over.

When the cool shallow grinds out.

Huo Yuan had already changed his clothes.

Ryosha was stunned.

Fog grass, just now she was worried that he had no clothes.

It's only been a while, and everyone has already put it on.

Only this time, he wore a white shirt and black pants.

He was born with a hanger, so he wore it.

Suddenly there was a feeling of being a little boss.

While she was looking at him, he was also looking at her......

Perhaps because of the rain, the girl's face was even whiter than before.

She wears a white shirt, a black waistcoat, and a plaid skirt. Long, silky black hair that hung down to the waist.

Clear eyes looked at him with a bright water.

He was feeling a little uncomfortable again.

The black dress before the girl didn't suit her at all.

Now wearing it like this, the whole person is a lot fresher and lively.

The more you look at it, the more flavorful it becomes.

At this moment, Huo Yuan felt that he might have carried it.

Planted on this fifteen-year-old girl.

He had seen many girls who were more beautiful than her, and she was barely able to describe her as handsome among all the girls.

But at this moment, he finally knew what it meant to be in the eyes of a lover.

It may be that he has been lonely for too long, that he has been playing the world for too long, or that he is tired of seeing human nature.

Also longing to be cared for and loved......

The appearance of the girl was like a ray of light, she did not despise her and hated him.

Still care about him......

He even, he saw his shadow in her.

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