This kind of thing between lovers will always make things happen. Song Ye and Qin Zhan are the first time for each other between the bed and the uncle. Once they are addicted, they will have more curiosity and strength to explore each other ’s physical secrets. In addition to being a bit embarrassed at the beginning, the overbearing Song Ye has become more and more accustomed to dominating the bed after getting used to it.

Occasionally, as now, there are men who know that the time and place in front of them are not suitable, but they still have a bad taste-dialing a man who cannot afford the challenge.

The tip of the red ear was bitten by the teeth, and rubbed lightly-between the soft and soft lips, and the **** worms wrapped the ears so clearly that the man had a pause when he missed it, and then shot Anti-passenger-oriented, the big hand holding the girl's slender moon limbs to press on the door panel, relying on a tall horse to clamp people completely between the door panels.

"You're asking for it." Don't let the hot-cut mouth fall down, with a strong force that doesn't allow resistance, crush-press the young girl's lips, and hook-move the other side-love, lips-tooth-- Between fusion and harmony, the man's low, dumb voice is dangerous.

The palms familiarly explore the mature body in front of her eyes, and the girl's figure hair as an adult grows better, and every time a man touches, he will be full of pride and pride. All these were developed and domesticated by him. Every inch of the beautiful growth of the girl has his participation and testimony. Nothing is more enjoyable than this.

The last body-the moment of intermingling-fusion, Song Ye stood on the door and couldn't help but utter a broken groan-oh.

Because of the standing position, and the place is where Qin Zhan lived when she was a child, this made her psychological feeling especially strong, and even her body changed.

Behind Qin Zhan, she held her main part of the moon, and the intuitive feeling was clearest. She found that Song Ye's face was more red and three-pointer than usual, and she always inadvertently used mysterious-lied eyes when she hit the door. Sweeping into the room, he immediately noticed the cause.

"Xiaoye, when I was young, I liked to stand by the window and look at the door, waiting for my mother to come back." Qin Zhan bent over and covered the girl's slender figure, whispered in her ear-whispered.

"Hmm ..." Song Ye couldn't help snorting, and glanced uncontrollably towards the window sill. I imagined that Qin Zhan, who was five or six years old, was standing there, and there was a dark-tidal-turbulent-surge in his body, even taking Qin Zhandu. Was taken with a strong strong three points.

Sure enough.

Qin Zhan's mouth held a meaningful smile, turned his head, dropped a mouth to the corner of the girl's slightly opened mouth, and continued vaguely: "When I was young, I was still measuring the height on the door panel, from one meter to One meter five, you see, there are scores on the door. "

It was not enough to talk about his mouth. He also took Song Ye's hand to touch the traces on the door. Small and deep traces scratched the girl's fingertips, causing her to turn red instantly, and even stained her neck. Layer pink.

Qin Zhan was slightly surprised. I didn't expect Song Ye to announce that he had lost his helmet and armor. In the past, she always insisted that the two of them would reach the summit together. Today, she was unexpectedly sensitive--feeling, sensitive--feeling difficult. Self-sustaining.

"Oh, listen to me when I was a kid, do you really feel that way?" Qin Zhan pierced the truth badly, and he was neither like the ordinary indifferent major general between the bed gurus nor the gentle brother, but he was strong. Belly is almost black.

"Shut up ..." When Song Ye calmed down, he heard the ridicule behind him, quite a bit of thinking-biting-human impulse.

This guy is definitely intentional, just because of his mischief, so also want to treat her like this.

Although innocuous, Song Ye felt a little shameful because of his imagination.

"I'm very happy." Qin Zhan hugged her tightly, and before breathing suddenly became sharp, said as if sighing, "You care about me like that."

He will cherish everything he does. He cares because of his existence, and is sensitive because he cares. These are not shame, but make people feel elated.

By the time Qin Zhan was done, Song Ye, who had always been proud of his physical strength, had announced that he was exhausted, his posture was too difficult, and he was teased twice or twice, and finally he was directly held by Qin Zhan. Downstairs.

Halfway through, Qin Zhan felt his shoulders sink, only to find that Song Ye had fallen asleep.

He looked at the girl's pale face, and used his forehead to probe the temperature of the other party. He was relieved that there was no problem. He thought that it was because he was too busy and tired recently. It is impossible to fall asleep like this.

When walking out of the small building, the strange atmosphere around him made Song Ye in his sleep wake up again.

She opened her eyes, and at a glance she saw Shu Yu standing not far away. Under the moonlight, the other man's gloomy complexion was clearly visible, and her eyes shot like poison arrows, full of malice.

"If you want to sleep, continue to sleep, ignore her." Qin Zhan patted her back and hugged her to move forward.

Song Ye shook his head, came down from his arms, rubbed his fingertips around the medicine stones on his neck, and the fragrance of the medicine penetrated into the nasal cavity, and his spirit recovered slightly. "She came to me."

In the showdown between women and women, Song Ye wasn't going to let Qin Zhan support the scene.

Qin Zhan understood, so he stayed in place without moving, but his eyes were always locked on her.

"Mrs. Qin Er, do you have something to do with me?" Song Ye walked over, his words faint, polite and alienated, as if they were just strangers.

"Song Ye, without the Qin family, you will be nothing in the future." Shu Yu wore a dark blue cheongsam, her face turned black in the night, like a ghost, she stared at Song Ye gritted her teeth, and seemed to be about to pounce "No matter what you plan to do, you won't succeed. After the Qin family, it will be our mother and son."

Today, Qin Zhan has no chance of successor. Qin family is Qin Feng sooner or later. Shu Yu always believes that the thin dead camel is larger than the horse. Even if the Qin family loses some power, as long as the company's industrial chain is still there, their status There is protection.

In response, Song Ye sniffed and sneered, "It's just an empty shell. Keep it where you like it."

As far as she knows, the loss of this part of the Qin family will affect the development of the group enterprise in the future. If Qin Feng does not have a certain strength, the only thing waiting for him will be an empty shell that has been eaten away.

Shu Yu is a little clever, but also has some means, but in the overall situation is still short-sighted.

"Huh, defeated army, you can say anything, but I want to warn you, don't think about gnawing moths anymore." Shu Yu raised his small and sharp jaw, warning.

Song Ye looked around at her with both hands around her chest, "It seems you acknowledged that you sent someone to kill me on the mountain road, otherwise you wouldn't know I would bring someone back. But negotiations It was Qin Zhan and the Qin family that had nothing to do with me. He was willing to let go of the Qin family and that was his business. As for me and you, wait and see. "

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