"I like it, of course I like it......"

Where can An Jiang stand this kind of teasing, even if he wants to go into battle, but in the end he still endures his temperament, and he is gentle and soft and greasy skin inch by inch.

The night at the B&B, alcohol and anesthetic, everything was like a dream, it was so unreal.

At this moment, he really had a feeling of being a beautiful woman.

Guan Ting's voice was repeated, her eyes became blurry and trance-like, her teeth bit her knuckles, her body twisted slightly, and she floated and fell on the water like a boat.

A voice as weak as a kitten, but gradually urgent, made An Jiang difficult to control, and hugged the warm nephrite body.

In an instant, the majestic lighthouse fell from the sky and stood in the warm harbor.

Guan Ting's hands tightly hooked An Jiang's back, her slender waist was suddenly tense like a bow, and it only took about three or five minutes to raise her long and white neck, crying, and shouted: "Bad...... Bad...... Learn...... Junior ......"

"I'm going to be a good student soon." An Jiang became more and more courageous, and he used all his strength, and displayed seventy-two kinds of skills, and went on a rampage.

In the empty room, all of a sudden, warm colors rippled.

On the rickety big bed, suddenly, the delicate arches of the feet were raised, stretched straight, and the toes that were as tender as lotus root sprouts trembled violently for a long time before falling heavily.

"Good...... Good Junior ...... Big Bad ......"

Guan Ting's hair was messy and damp, her confused eyes were full of satisfaction, and although there was a shy smile on her lips, the two red clouds rising up were as delicate as spring flowers blooming.

Lovers who have been separated for a long time finally get together in one place, and the best way to tell each other is naturally heartfelt.

Even if it is lunch and dinner, Anjiang calls the hotel and delivers it directly to the door.

In the early hours of the morning, Guan Ting, who was tired and weak, curled up in An Jiang's arms like a kitten and fell asleep.

An Jiang hugged the beautiful woman, although he was brave several times, but he stroked the white and flawless jade back, looked at Guan Ting's quiet sleeping posture, and was still very excited in his heart, so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, stared at the pretty cheeks for a long time, kissed and kissed, and the boundless sleepiness hit, his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he fell asleep.

In the early morning of the second day, the two hugged each other and slept soundly, but they were suddenly woken up by the ringing of the phone.

"Third child, come back quickly!"

"The old man is back, and Mu Shengshui's messy mother has also come to the door, I want you to have an explanation, the old man is thundering."

As soon as An Jiang connected the phone, He Baolan's voice was heard.

When An Jiang heard this, he immediately slapped the back of his head.

Xiao Biesheng was newly married, endless sweet words, endless fresh moves, and sweet and lovely gentleness, but it made him forget the news that He Sijian came back today.

Mu Jiaren didn't make a move until now, and he must have deliberately pinched the timing of He Sijian's homecoming.

"Who are you talking to?"

At this moment, An Jiang heard He Sijian's deep voice coming from the other side of the phone.

"I didn't ...... No one ......" Immediately, He Baolan's stumbling voice came.

"Humph! Do you think that if you collude, you can treat it as if nothing happened? He Sijian snorted coldly, snatched the phone, didn't look at it, put it to his ear, and said coldly: "Hurry up and get back for me!" I finally came back once, and I was away from home all day, what was it like! ”

"Yes, uncle." An Jiang hurriedly bowed respectfully and quickly hung up the phone.

Thunder in the sky, uncle on the earth.

Uncle is in charge of nephew, and it is justified.

And He Sijian is an extremely upright person, and An Jiang has respected this uncle since he was a child.

"Senior sister, you have a good rest. My uncle is back, and I'll go back to He's house. ”

An Jiang put down the phone, and saw that Guan Ting was looking at him with concern, so he touched his soft little face and said softly.

"He's not going to hit you, is he?" Guan Ting looked at An Jiangdao with some nervousness.

She heard everything on the phone just now, and He Sijian's tone was a little unkind.

"No, it won't." An Jiang scratched Guan Ting's nose with a smile, and said with a smile: "Uncle is in charge of nephew, it is right!" Uncle loves his nephew, and it is even more justified! ”

He Sijian is very square and very strict.

But being square and stern doesn't mean that he doesn't love the juniors in the family.

On the contrary, He Sijian is very good to the juniors in the family, He Baoping has not been less taken care of by him, although he is strict with He Baolan and never helps, but in fact, this is the protection of He Baolan.

Sometimes, if you stay away from this circle moderately, there are not so many conflicts of interest, but you can be more comfortable like a fish in water.

As for An Jiang himself, he hasn't been taken care of by He Sijian all these years, and it's not that He Sijian doesn't want to take care of it, but it was really stiff at the beginning, and the whip in Central China is beyond his reach.

When Guan Ting heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then urged An Jiang to take a bath and change clothes.

An Jiang changed his clothes, hugged Guan Ting and kissed him a few times, and then went downstairs in a hurry, stopped the car, and went straight to He's house.

Guan Ting stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching An Jiang get into a taxi, looking at the empty hotel, and her heart suddenly became empty, as if her heart had been far away with An Jiang's departure.

The guards on duty had already been instructed to allow An Jiang to enter after a brief check of An Jiang's documents.

An Jiang walked into He's house, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw He Sijian sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face, and a woman sitting next to him was grabbing He Sijian's sleeve and crying, and next to the woman, Mu Shengshui was covered with white bandages on his head and had a wicked smile on his face.

On the opposite side of the three of them was He Baolan, who lowered his head like a quail.

"Uncle ......"

An Jiang walked over quickly and said respectfully to He Sijian.

"Mom, he beat me!" As soon as Mu Shengshui saw An Jiang, he immediately pointed at An Jiang and said loudly.

As soon as the woman heard this, she immediately wiped the tears from her face, stood up, pointed at An Jiang and said angrily: "You little bastard, what's wrong with my son?" You're going to beat him on the head and take him to the hospital for 12 stitches!" Bullying a child who hasn't grown up, you're really capable! ”

Mu Shengshui heard the sound, hurriedly covered his head, and said "Mom, I'm dizzy, nauseous, and want to vomit ......"

"Sijian, listen to it yourself, this child is still crying dizzy! Our old Mu family only has one son, Shengshui, if he has anything to do, how can your He family count? The woman immediately turned her head and looked at He Sijian, shouting like a shrew.

He Sijian's face was gloomy, and he looked at An Jiang angrily.

"Kids who haven't grown up? Are there any such people here? When An Jiang heard this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled freely, looked at the woman in surprise and asked rhetorically, and then said with a smile: "I have never seen this kind of drinking, smoking, and danding, plus a child who wants to kidnap a girl to a private room!" ”