I looked at him and his nose was a little sour. How long has it been since I felt the hand ring? He pouted and said, "Do I want to be with you?"

广州桑拿论坛,广州条友网,佛山品茶网,夜生活论坛广州98场推荐 I looked at him and his nose was a little sour. How long has it been since I felt the hand ring? He pouted and said, "Do I want to be with you?"

I looked at him and his nose was a little sour. How long has it been since I felt the hand ring? He pouted and said, "Do I want to be with you?"

His eyes were slightly bent, and his eyes were full of tenderness, stroking my short hair. "You can’t be too good to you, and you will be exposed."
"Ha ha, I don’t expose other people’s homes, I expose you …" Then I stood on tiptoe and gently sucked on his lips, and then I looked at him with a pair of you.
His eyebrows and eyes are soft enough to pinch the water, and his lips are slightly hooked. He looks at me and gently opens my lips. "Why don’t you eat me for dinner?"
I blinked and joked, "I’d like to, but my good friend came today."
"Good friends … what good friends?" He frowned and asked curiously
"I won’t tell you." I took my hand back and got out of his arm. "I’m really hungry."
A man whispered a "good friend …" and then turned to look at me as if remembering something.
Chapter two hundred and twenty-seven Sweet with bitterness
A man whispered a "good friend …" and then turned to look at me as if remembering something.
I almost laughed and gave him a contemptuous look and turned to the living room.
Soon Zou Chen made two bowls of hot golden noodles, one for him and one for me.
He took two bites, then put chopsticks and frowned at me. "It seems too weak."
"I can’t eat too salty when I have a cold." I picked up another chopstick and put it in my mouth. For me now, even if he cooks white flour, I will feel delicious. If I am in a good mood, I feel good about everything.
He sat opposite me and looked at me, seeing that my stuttering face was a little satisfied, smiled and picked up chopsticks.
I feel much warmer after eating noodles.
He tidied up the dishes and chopsticks, and I sat on the sofa. I just looked at it and felt my stomach ache again. I got up and went into the bedroom and searched in the cupboard for a long time, but I didn’t find ab. It seems that the two pieces were still left in my room by Jenny. It seems that I haven’t sold anything for a long time.
I feel overwhelming, like I haven’t had my menstrual flow for half a year and I have to excrete it once.
Uh … What should I do?
Neng Lou mai qu
I took my wallet and came out of the bedroom. Zou Chen just washed the dishes. I smiled casually and said, "I’ll come upstairs."
"What are you going to do?"
"I’m going to do some shopping and buy you a set of washing." I said and walked to the door. He followed me with a smile. "What are you … inviting me to live?"
I stared at him back. "Why don’t you like it?"
He raised his hand and knocked on my forehead. "You must not learn well abroad. Your skin is getting thicker and thicker."
"Hum, I can’t compete with you if I’m thick-skinned," I retorted while changing my shoes.
He grabbed me and said, "Don’t go to buy anything. It’s windy outside when I go late. Don’t catch a cold and get worse later. I’ll buy you some medicine by the way." And his eyes turned around in the living room. "This old house is not warm. It’s too cloudy and cold. You can move to my place."
Section 172
"No" I want to have another love affair with him. It’s not boring to move to him.
A man looks a little unhappy. "What?"
"In recent years, I have been used to being alone. You have to let me slow down … I haven’t said that I feel relieved for you."
Zou Chen’s hands rested on her hips to see that he was going to set up the boss’s rack. I quickly bent down and wrinkled my little face and cried, "My stomach hurts a little. Please help me buy it … Do you know what I want to buy?" I winked at him.
He was just about to make a fuss when I blocked him back. His face was a little unnatural. Now that a man will be embarrassed, it’s not that he didn’t buy it for me before.
I suddenly missed Doby so much that he put his wallet into his hand. "Thank you for a pack of nights and days as before."
I think he will be embarrassed, but I don’t want him to hold his wallet in his hand and ask seriously, "What brand do you want, silk cotton or ultra-thin?"
Er … I underestimated a man’s cheekiness again.
"Ultra-thin" I didn’t good the spirit replied.
His crooked smile meant something.
After Zou Chen’s building, I was wrapped in a blanket and nestled on the sofa. Suddenly, my mobile phone rang. Was it a strange number? Did you pick it up?
"Hello, is this Miss Lin?" Female soft voice
I’m familiar with this sound, and I still remember it deeply. It was this woman who answered the phone when I called Zou Chen.
"I mean, who are you?"
"Sorry, I can’t get through because of Chen’s mobile phone, so I can call you. Is he there?" The female voice is still very soft, but it seems to be looking for her boyfriend, and she is a little worried.
"Who are you?" My tone was cold. "How do you know my words?"
"Oh, I’m Han Yu. We met in Chen’s office at noon." She paused a little and said, "Please tell Chen that I’ll wait for him in the apartment. Thank you." She hung up.
I put my cell phone on and looked at the woman who had been connected. I couldn’t help laughing that this woman was definitely not as simple as Zou Chen said. She was fascinated by him and wanted to stimulate me by such means.
Hum ….. Chen Chen also called it really nice, so it must be very beautiful to drink songs.
The thought that she might be in the same bag with Zou Chen, drinking and singing, or sitting on his leg like Fei Fei … Ah, I’m all bad.
I threw my mobile phone on the sofa and lost my mind to play games.
Zou Chen came back to see me sitting on the sofa with his knees in his arms. He put a bag of tea in front of me and asked, "What’s the matter? Does your stomach hurt?"
I still ignored him.
"I bought a hot water bottle and put it in your belly to relieve the pain," he said, taking the water bag out of his bag and looking for a socket at the root of the wall.
"Zou Chen what do you know so much about women these things? Do you often help people do it? " I speak with a hint of sarcasm that I didn’t even realize.
He was just about to bend over and listen to my question. He paused slightly or bent down to insert it, and then sat down beside me.
"What’s the matter?" Zou Chen recognized my displeasure as soon as he spoke.
I looked at him quietly for a moment, and his eyes were full of sincerity. I was a little ashamed to think that he did those things silently.
"Just now, that woman named Han Yu called me and said that she was waiting for you in the apartment." My tone was a little uncomfortable.
Zou Chen’s brow pressed lower after listening. "What else did she tell you?"