The girl's black hair was spread behind her head, and her little face under the light became more and more white, glowing with a jade-like luster.

Qiao Yu kicked her feet, wanting to cry without tears, "Lu Shinian, you bastard, I don't want you to give me a massage!" ”

Every time this guy helps her get a massage, he has to make a sauce.

And his fingers, as if with magical power, can bring a string of electricity wherever his fingers pass.

Let people tremble as they follow his fingers.

Where can I rest?

This guy says so much, isn't it because he wants to do bad things?

"Oh? So who do you want to press for you, huh? ”

Lu Shinian raised his eyebrows and looked down at Qiao Yu condescendingly.

Qiao Yu lay on the cold desk, looking up at the man from the bottom up, as if he was like a god, so tall that he was terrifying.

She inexplicably thought of the fear of being dominated by him.

"Uh......h No one. ”

His big palm, I don't know when, had crept into the hem of her clothes, and the hot fingertips landed on her waist.

Qiao Yu seemed to be stimulated, and the bright light above her head illuminated her eyes.

She tilted her head sharply, her slender and fragile neck almost breaking into a straight line, graceful and erotic.

Lu Shinian's lead-gray eyes have already appeared with a layer of ink.

He chased after her, like a wild beast, and opened his mouth to bite her throat.

Beneath her sharp teeth, she was immature and fragile, and it only took a little force to see the beautiful colors bursting from her veins.

"No, Jojo, you have to choose one, bad boys are punished."

His fingers began to wander slowly.

Qiao Yu's toes couldn't help but tense, her nails were round and pink, and she looked very cute.

Qiao Yu was about to cry, this man's bad taste had to torture her every time.

He had to let him cry under him.

"I—I don't choose!"

She has a hard mouth, humming and chirping to cry or not.

Take your foot and kick him.

Lu Shinian chuckled and kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Why do you say you are so delicate?" ”

Is this crying?

It's terrible!

"It's you bastard!"

Qiao Yu's breath in her snort became sweeter and sweeter, and her cheeks were like pink jade, and a layer of rouge began to be dyed from the corners of her eyes.

"Yes, I'm a bastard," Lu Shinian admitted, his teeth biting lightly, and unbuttoning one of her buttons, "but I want to be a little more asshole." ”

It's not enough to see her crying, I want him to cry more thoroughly under him-

Not because of grievances, just because of him.

Lu Shinian thought to himself, there is a sentence Qiao Qiao Ke really said right.

He's an out-and-out villain, and it's a good thing that this little woman likes him, otherwise, he might have done something extreme.

At last......

Qiao Yu was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to lift her fingers, and she couldn't stop crying.

The man's glasses had been thrown aside, and his black hair was wet with sweat, and a drop of sweat slipped all the way down the corner of his jaw.

The thin lips are rosy, and it seems that he has just done something extremely ambiguous.

He hooked his lips, took the girl into his arms and patted her back to comfort her, and his tone felt extreme.

"Jojo is so sweet—"

Qiao Yu's toes curled up suddenly, "Woo...... Darn! ”

She thought of how shameless this man was just now, and her whole body was about to burn with shame.

"Qiaoqiao seems to like it just now, too?"

"Shut up!"