2.41 One Meeting
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The trance of the technical otaku for a moment was keenly captured by the beautiful woman. As a result, the inferiority complex caused by the long-term neglect of the indifferent husband evaporated in an instant. The nervous mood followed the relaxation, and the waistline that was stretched straight because of the sound of the door opening quietly softened.
"Ma'am." Wu Chen smiled and saluted.
"Hello." The beautiful woman sat down and returned the salute.
Wu Chen stepped over the coffee table and sat lightly on the sofa next to him. A small arm's length away from her, a conversation began.
"You brought the key?"
"Brought." The beautiful woman opened her handbag and handed a silver key to Wu Chen.
The moment the two touched each other's hands, the beautiful woman shrank back like an electric shock. The suddenly lengthened breath and the sudden undulating chest suddenly made the atmosphere ambiguous.
In fact, Wu Chen really didn't think about it in that direction (...... )。
Secretly swallowing his saliva and retracting his gaze from the beautiful woman's undulating breasts, Wu Chen coughed lightly and said, "Madam, thank you." ”
"No thanks." Wu Chen's politeness suddenly interrupted the little ambiguity that had just been bred. The queen of the underworld, who had been hovering on the edge of revenge, once again subconsciously extinguished the surging flame of desire in her chest, and restored her long-standing cold arrogance. "Yes, Mr. Savior."
Wu Chen is also a person who doesn't know how to start. Seeing that the other party was colder than himself, he was ready to retreat.
Then he got up, kept his posture as graceful as he could, and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, the body was just about to straighten, but the front of the crotch was suddenly tightened. Just before. The earthly python, which had just been woken up, was immediately exposed to the woman's sight. Wu Chen's source code perspective suddenly saw countless faint electric sparks flying within the woman's body. All the way down the lower abdomen. Converge into a ball of lightning. Follow the sudden bloom!
The warm moisture was baked by the body temperature in the lower abdomen, and soon around the beautiful woman's body, a special and strong musk orchid fragrance was emitted.
A woman's body fragrance is an all-natural aphrodisiac.
Wu Chen was so close, how could he not be hit.
However, he is no longer a virgin tech nerd, so he doesn't just think with his lower body!
Wu Chen subconsciously turned his head, dodging the hot red lips that were getting closer and closer, and was about to turn around and flee. was dragged by the wrist by the beautiful woman.
"Give me a kiss full of love, please." The queen pleaded behind Wu Chen's back.
Wu Chen, who heard this, was jubilant.
The defensive embankment, which had already been riddled with holes, was instantly washed away by boiling lust. Turning around and holding the woman's face, he squeezed his fat lips into a pout, and kissed it hard.
The extremely deformed lips collided heavily, and the sweet and fat touch melted in the heart in an instant.
Holding the trembling hands of the beautiful woman, she subconsciously slipped off her shoulders. Wu Chen was like a ** fledgling, sticking out his tongue vigorously and licking the soft glutinous liquid. Long. The moment Wu Chen almost suffocated himself, he took a hard breath. It's like a pig's head swallowing a ginseng fruit. It's just a little bit of a taste.
The woman's orchid-like breath surrounded the tip of her nose, and the tip of her soft tongue began to slowly feedback to Wu Chen's request. Afraid that the beautiful woman would come back to her senses, Wu Chen kissed her fiercely again.
The soul-burning flame swirls in the body, and the beautiful woman trembles her nose and emits a sweet **. She never thought kissing would be so good. Not just the pleasure of the body, but also the throbbing of the mind. It seems that all his body and mind have been crushed by the man's domineering tongue captive.
At the moment when the hypoxic brain collapsed with reason, the beautiful woman vented loudly**, hugged Wu Chen's neck violently, and kissed back frantically and passionately, as if she was going to burst out all the passion she had accumulated in her body!
The breathing of the two grew heavier, and the flames of lust burned high in the writhing bodies. When the man rudely tore open her shirt and the devil's claws were ready to approach the last layer of defense, the extremely frightened beautiful woman finally gained a brief awakening!
Suddenly pushed away the man's pressed body, and the beautiful woman grabbed and kicked her hands and kicks, and fled backwards in a panic.
"Only, only, just a kiss." The beautiful woman got up and walked around the sofa, covered her chest with her hands, and staggered to the door.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man who seemed to have leaned back on the sofa, looking at him with a smile on Erlang's legs.
He didn't chase after him......
The moment the beautiful woman stretched out her jade hand to the doorknob in a complicated mood, her waist tightened, and the whole person was already pressed against the door panel. A hot breath full of masculine evil squirted over her ears and on her cheeks.
"Do I agree with you leaving, ma'am!" Smelling the infinitely seductive body fragrance of the beautiful woman, feeling the nervous tremor of the carcass full of sensuality, listening to the nasal voice, Wu Chen's blood flowed rapidly, and the boiling ** uncontrollable was ready to move, and he pressed the prey against the door panel with his shoulders, squeezed the beauty's legs sideways, pulled up the skirt, and along the slit at the crook of the legs, he roared and tore the knee-length skirt into two pieces.
"Ahh With the exclamation of the beautiful woman, the plump and fat buttocks were sandwiched with a slender lace thong belt, naked and exposed to the man's aggressive sight.
The consciousness that has been curled up seems to be exposed to the last of its intimacy along with the strands that have been picked apart.
"Blow the trumpet of fate, ma'am!" Wu Chenren bit the beautiful woman's tender earlobe and pierced her body fiercely......
Sixteen-year-old Wu Chen met her for the first time in a film that the owner of the DVD house (the female boss) didn't know whether she had 'borrowed the wrong thing' intentionally or unintentionally.
With wavy black hair, she wore the most fashionable short skirt and stockings of the time, and stepped on high heels full of lust and temptation, shuttling through the quiet and sunny Sicily. Her every move is eye-catching and reverie, and her smile makes men intoxicated and women envious.
She's like, no, she's the goddess of the world, releasing beauty that doesn't belong in this world.
Wu Chen, who is also young and young, and Reinado, a teenager riding a bicycle in the movie, involuntarily fell into the whirlpool set off by Marlena. Fantasized about riding a bicycle with them, shuttling through all corners of the town, searching for Marlena's alluring beauty and ten thousand styles, and quietly becoming her unwitting little follower, following the prison and peeping into her life.
Her swaying shadows, the music she listened to, her close-fitting clothes...... have become teenagers who are overwhelmed by hormones, the most real and beautiful erotic fantasies......
The moment Wu Chen almost combined with her, the whole person fell instantly.
All the goodness, all the hatred, all the throbbing ignorance and heart-wrenching pain of adolescence, the unplaceable desire to protect and the youthful self-esteem, and all the broken beauty, rolled in like a tide and drowned him.
The beautiful legends of the beautiful woman and Sicily gradually overlapped, and they could no longer be separated from each other.
A young boy who spends 7 × 24 hours in front of the computer, Wu Chen, who has grown up and matured rapidly in the world of the shelter, is full of complex emotions about the encroachment of this carcass at this time. It is the roughest skin-to-skin blind date, the most intense emotional catharsis, and the most pious worship.
As the Lost Tetris Beauty program says, it's love, hate, affection, and hatred that can't be erased.
And the goddess who was caught in the middle of this storm also experienced a qiē experienced by Wu Chen.
She asks Neo for a kiss and can tell the difference between true and false. Therefore, she is by no means as weak and pompous as she looks, and she has no opinions. On the contrary, she is definitely a blue heart and very intelligent.
So when Wu Chen's face was hideous, roaring and roaring, wheezing fiercely, sweating and shedding tears, and asking for it excessively, she felt the most heart-rending truth. The kind of undisguised, unreserved truth.
She couldn't even tell who he thought she was, or maybe he thought she was herself.
I have forgotten it, and perhaps the warmth that I have never had before began to spread in the depths of the soul of the beautiful woman who was crushed into dust, and spread around.
Unconsciously, the queen has left behind the arrogance and reserve of a noble lady. The eyes are half closed, the mouth is slightly open, the slender fingers backhand grabs the man's chest, the plump and sexy body echoes the man's stormy movements, and there is no shame and more tacit agreement.
The last shred of sober consciousness has also been completely lost in the indiscriminate bombardment.
The only thing that can be done is to cater and cater! Abandon a qiē and cater thoroughly!
Merovingian Building.
The gorgeous elevator doors slowly open with a crisp ringing bell.
Sitting on the opposite side of the bodyguard program, subconsciously raised his head. I saw the hostess, leaning obliquely in the elevator, her hair in a messy bun, and she was full of an indescribable laziness.
The soles of his feet were mixed with garlic, and he staggered to start, the residual pleasure between his eyebrows had not yet dissipated, and his legs that were desperately clamped were trembling slightly even the calves wrapped in nylon stockings. Even if you hold your chest high and your head high, the best way to walk in a straight line will be crooked.
Although the hostess's strange appearance could be seen at a glance, none of the programmers dared to cross the line. He bowed his head respectfully, and quietly stared at the silk instep of the hostess's silk feet, which were exposed outside the fish's mouth heels, and was held up high by trembling veins, until he disappeared from the edge of his sight.
A bodyguard program whose nose was still sensitive to the dog suddenly subconsciously sucked the tip of the nose.
He seemed to smell the fishy freshness of some seawater from the body fragrance familiar to the hostess. It seemed to come from a small droplet that slipped quietly from the hostess's skirt.
"Mistress, what's the matter?" With a mystery that will never be solved, the program shook his head vigorously and sat down with a dull face again. (To be continued......)