Isn't it over?

Zheng Peipei and the director just thought so, and Lu Ming's next sentence made their hearts that they had just let go of and mentioned them to their throats again.

"I, Lu Ming, have always done things by mistake, and I will not let go of one of them!"

As he spoke, Lu Ming hugged Jingyiren, who was like a little soft cat, into his arms, stood up and strode out.

"......" Zheng Peipei and the director didn't understand what the situation was, watching Lu Ming's back disappear at the gate, and rushed in with a large number of bodyguards from the golden years.

Lock the door backwards.

The director and Zheng Peipei were forcibly stripped of their clothes under the watchful eye of a group of people. In the end, he was injured and taken to the hospital.

Jingyi people were drugged, and the more time passed, the more they lost all consciousness.

When Lu Ming was holding her, Jing Yiren's small hands were touching Lu Ming's body, pulling his shirt.

His lips took the initiative to put on his neck and get off work, he raised his head and bit lightly, his breath was burning and spraying heavily on Lu Ming's neck.

Where can Lu Ming stand such teasing.

Even if Lu Ming can stand it, he can endure it and go home, but I'm afraid that the little woman in his arms can't stand it.

Lu Ming booked a presidential suite in his golden years.

Holding the little woman out of the private room, he strode towards the presidential suite without stopping.

Lu Ming's eager movements showed some nervousness, walked to the door of the room, gently put Jing Yiren down, and held her in his arms with one hand.

The other hand swiped the room card, and I didn't swipe it twice.

Lu Ming looked at his slightly trembling hand, and brushed the door open for the third time.

As soon as I entered the room, I didn't have time to insert the room card.

Lu Ming slammed the door shut, and took advantage of the situation to press the little woman in his arms against the door and seal her lips.

This long-lost kiss made Lu Ming crazy about it, and it was about to explode.

It's just that as soon as they touch the two of them, it's like a volcanic eruption.

Jing Yiren pulled Lu Ming's clothes hard with a pair of small hands, even if her boneless little hands didn't have much strength, she still desperately groped around.

Lu Ming frantically enshrined her, retaining the last shred of sanity, and inserted the room card in his hand into the switch on the wall next to him.

Suddenly, the dark room lit up.

Lu Ming lifted Jingyiren's skirt and leaned towards her with his big palm.

Jing Yiren instinctively let out a low sigh.

Jing Yiren, who had obviously lost all his senses, actually learned his movements, tore open Lu Ming's shirt buried in his pants, and stroked him into his lower abdomen with a small hand.

"......" Lu Ming gasped, and a hoarse voice whispered in her ear: "Little goblin!" ”

Feeling her adaptation, Lu Ming picked her up and walked towards the room.

Both collapsed on the big bed.

This imminent trigger is ** general burning.

Jingyi took the initiative to sit on Lu Ming's body, swaying and twisting his waist uncontrollably, looking like Lu Ming was full of amorous appearances.

Such Jingyi people made Lu Ming obsessed and crazy about it.

In the past year, the depression of Lu Ming and Jingyi people seems to have erupted on this night.

Keep begging each other.。

Even on the balcony, in the bathroom, at the dining table, there are all kinds of madness that have never been seen before.

Jing Yiren sat in front of the washstand, with a charming and enchanting little face, and a pair of slender white and tender calves took the initiative to hook Lu Ming's neck.

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