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Gradually, that hand was no longer satisfied with lingering on Qin Qingqing's white long legs, Li Xiaodong was a little moved, raised that hand high, and got into her white neck, into her skirt, and into Qin Qingqing's cup.

At a moment, a feeling of plumpness and fullness came from between her fingers, and Qin Qingqing couldn't help but close her eyes and muttered softly.

"Xiaodong, this is the car, not the ...... at home"

Qin Qingqing pressed the hand on his chest, then turned around, and said with a soft eye: "If you want, I'm willing to give you my body, but don't be here, I want to go home......"

"What about your sister, she's not at home?"

When Li Xiaodong heard her say this, he quickly remembered another problem: Han Qingqing, the annoying sister-in-law who always came out to do sabotage.

"My sister is on duty for me in the pharmacy, and she won't be home until 12 o'clock in the evening, she doesn't know that you have returned to Donghai, and she thinks that I am helping you take care of the villa, and will stay in the villa for the night. Qin Qingqing buried his slightly hot cheeks in his neck, like a supple and well-behaved female cat, and rubbed it gently.

"Well, since that's the case...... Li Xiaodong raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It's 8:20 now, let's not watch the movie that night, let's go home, seize the time, and contribute to the great cause of human reproduction, how about it?"

Qin Qingqing smiled softly, didn't answer his question, just pinched his waist.

Li Xiaodong smiled secretly in his heart, pulled his hand out of her dress, then turned into the driver's seat in the front row, drove Qin Qingqing's white luxury Mercedes-Benz, and drove down the mountain quickly.

Well, it is extremely important to go and contribute to the great cause of human reproduction.

In the Kangshoutang Traditional Chinese Medicine Museum, Han Qingqing, who has exquisite makeup, a slender figure, and a shapewear nurse's short skirt covering her good figure, looks extremely sexy and pretty, is walking back and forth in several treatment rooms with high heels.

The patient in a treatment room had just finished physical therapy, and the doctor was explaining the precautions, and the patient nodded his head again and again, ready to leave.

In an infusion room, the child was still receiving infusions, and there was still a small half bottle of potion in the hanging bottle, and the little boy's mother was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down and playing with her mobile phone.

If there are only these two patients left, Han Qingqing's next time will be very leisurely, she can play with her mobile phone, watch online dramas, or think about the bad brother-in-law who she hasn't seen for a long time, although it is not very happy, but this kind of life is always easy, but unfortunately, there is also a nasty drunkard, who is in the No. 3 treatment room, entangled and refuses to leave.

The drunkard was not actually drunk, but just pretending to be drunk, this person is a playboy type of rich second generation, since he came to the pharmacy a few days ago because he twisted his foot, when he saw Qin Qingqing and Han Qingqing, the twins who were as beautiful as flowers, he was immediately shocked and shocked.

What a sexual blessing it would be to be able to accept such a beautiful nurse sister to warm the bed.

If you can put these beautiful twin nurses down to warm the bed at the same time, one with a needle and the other with a leather whip, what an exciting and fragrant scene?

So Murong Gongzi paid 100,000 yuan on the spot, ordered a long-term health care package for massage physiotherapy, and then drove his luxury car every night, hugged a large bouquet of flowers, and came to this pharmacy for physiotherapy.

Of course, doing physiotherapy or anything is nonsense, and all the employees can see that this Murong Gongzi is here to take care of his sister.

"Han Qingqing, Han Qingqing, come on, my feet, my feet hurt again, I need to press the ......" At this moment, Murong An was lying on the hospital bed half-drunk, pretending to be in pain, and shouted outside the door.

Han Qingqing was a little annoyed when she heard his voice, but this person had already spent more than 100,000 medical funds, and belonged to the customers in the store, even if she wanted to punch his stinky face, she could only endure it again and again.

She walked in with a daze, and said with a bad face: "Murong An, are you finished?" I said that your feet are fine, you can go." ”

"Hehe, Han Qingqing, I still want to do some massage, it will feel better. Murong An said with a shy face.

"Huang Yaoshi is gone. Han Qingqing said.

"Huang Yaoshi is gone, then you can come......" Murong An's drunken face was full of obscenity, and his two-colored eyes kept glancing at Han Qingqing's bulging chest, as if he wanted to look through the gap in the buttons to observe the black silk hood inside.

"I'm sorry, I'm the manager of the store, not the physiotherapist. Han Qingqing hugged her arms in front of her plump chest.

Murong An couldn't see the scenery on her chest, and he was a little disappointed in his heart, but the next moment, he used obscene eyes to admire Han Qingqing's pair of black silk.

"Murong An, I seriously ask you now, please go home, don't waste time here, okay?" Han Qingqing frowned.

"Hehe, then you answer a question first. Han Qingqing, why don't you accept the flowers I give you every day? Don't you like it? If you don't like red roses, I send you white roses every day, the kind from Latin America, the kind that comes by air every day, by the way, I have a plan, I saw a local tyrant fold a bunch of roses with a lot of banknotes, I think this way of sending flowers is a bit amazing, I want to give it a try, okay?"

With the help of wine, he said while pulling the corners of Han Qingqing's skirt with a smile, wanting to pull the beauty over a little.

"Murong An, you have a little discipline!" Han Qingqing took his hand away and retreated again and again, "I warn you, I have a boyfriend, be careful I call my boyfriend to come and beat you!"

Murong An was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then said with a contemptuous smile: "Your boyfriend, can he still come and beat me?" After a pause, he leaned back on the head of the bed, hugged his arms in front of his chest and said, "Han Qingqing, you still don't know what my Young Master Murong has to do, right?" I am Ouyang Nan's cousin, and the Murong family is the in-laws of the Ouyang family, even if they can't be ranked the eldest in Donghai City, they can be regarded as the second largest family. What kind of green onion is your boyfriend, he ate leopard gall and dared to hit me?"

Murong An's face was full of arrogance.

"Hmph, it turns out that you are Nan Shao's cousin, so do you know who Nan Shao is most afraid of?"

"Then tell me, who is your boyfriend?" asked Murong An nonchalantly.

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