Zheng Ouyang held Yuan Wei and crossed the densely packed instrument wires on the floor, stopping in front of the bamboo mat he used as a bed. Yuan Wei blinked her big eyes again and again, and Zheng Ouyang's strong chest muscles swayed in front of her, easily accessible. She couldn't help but gulp down a mouthful of saliva, and Zheng Ouyang listened attentively. He laughed: he felt that in the eyes of this woman, he was a pot of Braised pork belly.
Zheng Ouyang bent over and threw Yuan Wei onto the bamboo mat, causing her to let out a loud cry. Yuan Wei rubbed her waist and thought to herself, 'Why isn't there a bed?'? Why isn't there a soft mattress? How many women in her writing are thrown onto mattresses by men, with big wavy hair and plump breasts bouncing back and forth, complementing each other. Just as she was thinking, Zheng Ouyang spoke up high and said, "You still have time to roll now." Yuan Wei became angry again and simply lay flat, saying, "Whoever rolls away is the turtle son, the turtle grandson
Okay, that's it now. Zheng Ouyang suddenly took off his upper body and pressed naked onto Yuan Wei. Yuan Wei bit her lips and locked her startled babbling behind her teeth. Zheng Ouyang's hand smoothly slipped into Yuan Wei's shirt, and after opening her underwear buckle, it returned to her chest without delay for a moment. Yuanwei widened her eyes, thinking that if she relaxed, she would be dismounted by the enemy and become a turtle. And Zheng Ouyang is still provoking, "Do you dare to take off my pants?" Yuan Wei released her lips and said, "Whoever doesn't dare is a turtle bastard
Now it's even better, from being a 'child and grandson' to an 'egg' all at once. She, Yuan Wei, is about to grit her teeth even more.
Yuan Wei pushed Zheng Ouyang away and flipped over onto him. Her hands trembled as if they were electrified, and finally she unbuttoned his pants. As for Zheng Ouyang, it's much easier. He pressed Yuan Wei under him again and flipped over her short skirt.
Ding Luoluo made a phone call to Zuo Chen. She was lucky enough to think that maybe Zuo Chen was really busy building a house and had disappeared without a trace, maybe he was waiting for her to call, or maybe Jiang Xiao was talking confidently, but it was actually nonsense. Ding Luoluo clenched the phone, his throat felt sore, and he kept coughing.
Over there, Zuo Chen is on the phone with Su Mu from "Wanxiang Real Estate" in the office. Sumu and Zuochen are old friends, and this "old friendship" should be more accurately called "old enmity". The Zuo family and the Su family have no family feud, so their old grudge is nothing more than for a woman. Sumu's position of power in "Wanxiang Real Estate" is like Zhou Jiao's position in "Left and Right Real Estate". Sumu called this time and said, "Lao Zuo, are you playing with women so recklessly? The subway construction in the eastern suburbs has been stalled, and you still want to buy it?" Zuo Chen smiled and said, "Lao Su, I'm forcing myself to go to Liangshan now. I've invested a lot of manpower and material resources, but the government hasn't insisted on not repairing it. I'll have to try my luck now
At this point, Zuo Chen's phone rang. He caught a glimpse of the words Ding Luoluo and his hands and feet trembled. Over there, Su Mu said again, "Then I can only wish you good luck." Zuo Chen was absent-minded and tossed his phone around. He seemed to hear Ding Luoluo's soft words: quickly answer the phone, quickly answer the phone. But as soon as he was about to take it, he heard Ding Luoluo continue whispering, 'I love you, I love you.'. Zuo Chen threw his phone onto the sofa across from him and only then did he realize that there was still Su Mu's voice in his ear: "Old Left, Old Left?" Zuo Chen responded perfunctorily, "Hmm, ah. Goodbye
Sumu is confused. He clearly asked, 'Do you have time to come out for a drink tonight? If possible, call Katie.' But why did Zuo Chen say goodbye over there? Should I drink this little wine or not?
Ding Luoluo curled up dejectedly on the sofa. It seems that what Jiang Xiao said is correct.
Zheng Ouyang and Yuan Wei were lying side by side on the bamboo mat, with their arms squeezed and their legs squeezed, sweating profusely and sticking to each other. Zheng Ouyang just realized that Yuan Wei's lips were bleeding, and there were bruises under the blood. He said, "If you don't have seeds, just roll away. Why bother biting yourself like this?" Yuan Wei sat up straight and said, "I don't have seeds? Are you kidding? I bit myself like this because I'm excited. Do you understand the excitement?" Zheng Ouyang didn't care about her words and his eyes were burning in front of Yuan Wei's still naked body. Yuan Wei blushed instantly, put on her clothes and short skirt, and brushed away.
She missed Zheng Ouyang's smile. That smile came from the bottom of my heart, overflowing with playfulness and pity.