Han Zong: Start from Chinatown and dominate South Korea

"Whatever you want, Mr. Chengze..."

The alarm clock next to the bed, the time points to two quarters.

It's already deep.

Bai Chengze didn't feel sleepy at all,

Like a skilled nurse, he

Lifting Yang Qiaoan's legs up and down again,

With a soft, fluffy towel,

Wipe her whole body clean.

Facing Bai Chengze's hospitality, Qiao An didn't say a word, and let out a muffled grunt from time to time.

She covered her eyes with the back of one hand, not knowing what to think.

The expression is very tangled, I don't know whether it is joy or hideous.

In this way, the time passed by one minute and one second.

Suddenly, Joan struggled in a panic,

"Mr. Chengze, what are you doing?!"

"It's wet from sweat, I'll change it for you," Bai Chengze said calmly, "Is that okay?"

Yang Qiaoan covered herself with a quilt,

Her complexion was red, and she covered her face with the quilt,

"This is ridiculous, Mr. Cheng Ze."

Bai Chengze shook his head helplessly,

Standing up, came to the front of the cabinet again,

He opened the cabinet door and turned his back to Yang Qiaoan,

"Do you think it's ridiculous now, Miss Joan?"

As he spoke, his fingers flicked over the clothes in the closet one by one.

The clothes inside are varied and strange.

The more you look at it, the more it feels full of design sense.

Bai Chengze rummaged through the far right side of the closet,

From the many personal clothing,

Finally, he took out a black one,

Embellished with lace frills,

It looks a little glamorous,

And kind of sexy.

Just as he was about to turn around,

He heard the sound of thumping footsteps behind him.

It was the sound of bare feet walking on the wooden floor.

A pair of delicate and smooth arms appeared around his waist,

Immediately afterwards, he felt a warmth on his back,

Yang Qiaoan rubbed her face against Bai Chengze's back,

Her voice is as small as a mosquito,

"It's not wet with sweat, Mr. Chengze..."

Bai Chengze turned around,

Holding Yang Qiaoan in my arms,

He lowered his head and sniffed at the ends of her hair,

There was a burst of fragrant aroma.

"Isn't it?" He jokingly raised Yang Qiaoan's delicate chin with a finger, "So what's going on?"

Yang Qiaoan stopped talking,

Her arms reached the back of Bai Chengze's neck,

Half of his face rested lightly on Bai Chengze's shoulder,

Joan's hot face exuded bursts of heat,

Her breath echoed in Bai Chengze's ears,

The body trembled slightly,

There is a bit of weakness in the tone,

It also has a sticky texture,

"Mr. Chengze..."

Outside the window it started to rain,

Autumn rain is always so passionate, long and delicate,

Like the stars falling from the sky.

With gusts of wind blowing,

The leaves outside the apartment building made bursts of rattling noises.

The stray cat also hid, not knowing where to keep warm alone.

The stars and the moon disappeared, replaced by dark clouds all over the sky.

A rainy day is a good time to sleep.

Yang Qiaoan lay in Bai Chengze's arms,

She swallowed silently,

"Am I a bad woman, Mr. Chengze?"

Bai Chengze looked at Qiao An in his arms,

Pushing a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear,

"No, quite the opposite."

"But I did something wrong," Joan lowered his head slightly.

Bai Chengze shook his head, "You are just chasing what you like."

Yang Qiaoan buried her head in his arms, "I like Mr. Chengze..."

Bai Chengze caressed Yang Qiaoan's scorching hot back with one hand,

With the other hand, he stroked the greasy hair on the back of Joan's head.

The two were silent for a long time.

Not long after, Yang Qiaoan raised her head nervously,

"Don't you like Qiao An? Mr. Chengze..."

Bai Chengze nodded, "Of course I do, you are the cutest existence in the world, nothing can compare to you."

Hearing this answer, Yang Qiaoan felt a lot more satisfied.

She had a slight smile on her face,

After a while, he quietly sank into the ocean of dreams.

Bai Chengze's arm was slightly numb from the pressure.

He still maintains this stiff movement,

I was afraid that Joan in his arms would be awakened from his dream.

A voice emerged in his head,

【Your fusion has reached 13%】

As expected by Bai Chengze, it really is like this.

The world is waiting for him to cultivate,

The road to progress is long and far away,

As the saying goes:

The road is long and far away, and I will search up and down.

Today's Bai Chengze has gone one step further.

In other words, a distance of 25 centimeters has been further advanced.

one way or another,

To advance an inch, there is joy to advance an inch.

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Because the author prefers Joan,

So I put more ink on her,

It can be regarded as carrying some private goods.

However, Joan's story doesn't end there...

Instead, it's just the beginning...

Because everyone knows that Joan is indeed quite perverted.