Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

Hui Yingzi's cheeks were slightly red, showing a hint of embarrassment, she didn't know how to answer Nan Yi's question, should she tell the truth: "Xiang's martial arts scenes have declined, and I, a pure beating girl, almost ran out of food. Paris is here to take a group of photos at his own expense, to let everyone know that I am not only a woman, but also a woman?

Do you tell others that you are about to enter your thirties and want to keep your youthful memories? "

After struggling with embarrassment for a while, Hui Yingzi said, "I don't know what you call Mr. Mister."

"Adam." Nan Yi replied lightly, took out a pen from his pocket, and wrote in his notebook, "You are going to the experimental art gallery area, you can take a taxi there, and show this to the driver after getting in the car. "

Nan Yi pointed to the line he had written, and said, "After you get out of the car, look to the right. If you see two connected... High Street Haunted House, have you seen it?"

"I've seen it." Hui Yingzi nodded.

"Well, there are two buildings connected to the High Street Haunted House that look a bit like a black conical tower with a lightning rod on it. If you see it, then you are right to get off there. After getting off the car, pay attention to the side of the road. You can see the house number of the building, and if you want to find a place, you can just look at the house number.”

"You shouldn't."

"It's okay." Nanyi waved his hand and stood up the newspaper again.

Seeing Nan Yi's actions, Hui Yingzi thanked her again, stood up and walked to the side of the road to hail a taxi.

After Nanyi finished eating the bread, he read the newspaper slowly, and waited until the sun was a little bit hot, then he took a baguette and strolled back to the apartment.

In the guest room, Sophie Marceau is lying on the bed, her hands are crossed and tied behind her back, her calves are bent back and her thighs are V-shaped, and she is also tied, with a stocking stuffed in her mouth, with a corner of her mouth exposed , It looks a bit stiff, it should be replaced for a few days.

When Nanyi walked to the bed, Sophie Marceau's eyelashes trembled.

Squeezing Sophie Marceau's cheeks, Nanyi pulled the stockings out of Sophie Marceau's mouth.

"ah……"

As soon as Sophie Marceau's mouth was liberated, she immediately became dishonest and wanted to bite Nan Yi.

"Be honest, if you are not honest, I will tie you up for another day."

As Nanyi said, he let go of the hand that was holding Sophie Marceau's cheek.

"Connard, Salope...%￥#@*" After an inch of French cursing, Sophie Marceau said bitterly: "Adam, we're done."

"Okay, dare to break up with Nanyi."

Nan Yi beckoned to the back, and when the school beauty came close, he pointed to her armpits.

The school beauty took out the gun and handed it to Nanyi.

Nanyi took the gun, unloaded the magazine, tap, clicked on the magazine with his fingers, one bullet fell to the ground, one after another, until there was only one bullet left in the magazine, Nanyi Put the magazine back into the gun again, open the safety, and load it in one go.

"It's okay to break up. Let's play Russian roulette. You come first and shoot. As long as you don't die, I promise you."

As soon as Nanyi finished speaking, Sophie Marceau struggled to stand up, "You bastard, Adam, you play Russian roulette with this gun, do you want me to bet that there is no bullet in the gun, or that the bullet jams? "

"You can bet on both sides, so the success rate is higher." Nan Yi said teasingly.

"Bastard..."

Barbara, Sophie Marceau has started a series of national curses again.

Nan Yi bent down to pick up the bullets on the ground, wiped them and stuffed them back into the magazine, returned the gun to Xiao Hua, and waved her to go out.

When the school belle went out, Nan Yi sat at the end of the bed, leisurely listening to Sophie Marceau's changing tone, from high-pitched to tactful.

After cursing for a while, Sophie Marceau saw Nanyi's smiling face, and she was not in the mood to continue cursing. She pushed her head on the bed, changed her position to let herself do it, and then moved her hips to Nanyi's side , opened his mouth, and bit down on Nanyi's biceps.

"oh……"

Nanyi frowned, pinched Sophie Marceau's cheeks, and when she let go of the pain, Nanyi stood up, let go of the restraint on Sophie Marceau's legs, and then dragged her legs Stand upright on the ground, knock left and right, and separate your legs.

three hours later...

In the master bedroom next door, Sophie Marceau lay paralyzed on Nan Yi, and the two soaked in the bathtub.

"Your clothes must have a round neck. I'm talking about the inner clothes, or when you only wear one piece, the jacket can be a V-neck. Your skirt can only be 3 cm above the knee at the shortest, and it can't be shorter. Well, you can wear skinny jeans, but not clothes, only baggy ones."

"Tyrant, am I your personal item? I can't have myself?" Sophie Marceau said undisturbed.

"Your self is to be honest with each other? Before we date, I have made it clear to you that I can find other women outside, but you can't. You are only allowed to have me as a man."

"You only come here for a few days a year, and I'm very lonely and lonely." Sophie Marceau said aggrievedly: "We were only a dozen kilometers apart in the capital for half a year. How many times have you visited me? How many times have you come to see me now? Thousands of kilometers, you come even less.

You're not here for New Year's Day, you're not here for Holy Wax Day, you're not here for Easter, you're not here for Halloween, you're not here for my birthday, you're not here for Christmas, you're still not here for Valentine's Day.

Oh, there is never a shortage of gifts, Adam, let me ask you, is there someone who is responsible for arranging for a woman like me? "

"Yes, there is a special person in charge. If I need to give you any gift, I just need to order it. Others will do it. I don't need to worry about it." Nanyi said very directly and honestly: "I I'm too busy to worry about these things."

Sophie Marceau raised her head, and then knocked back, "Do you treat me as your key customer?"

"Roughly the same."

"Adam, you can lie to me here, so I'll be happier."

"I think whether people are happy or suffering, they must live in the truth. They can't treat the people they care about falsely, and they can't deceive themselves with lies."

"I would rather not have this kind of truth." Sophie Marceau turned over, put her hands on Nanyi's chest, and looked at him with burning eyes, "Can you come and see me more in the future?"

"Okay, when I leave, you go to Mumbai with me, and we can spend a few months together."

"Very good."

Sophie Marceau cheered, and her mouth met Nanyi's.

More than an hour later, Nan Yi and Sophie Marceau wiped the water stains on the floor with a rag.

"Tomorrow there will be a Paris Auto Show in the Grand Palace, will you accompany me?" After wiping for a while, Sophie Marceau turned her head and said to Nanyi.

"Want to buy a new car?"

"Take a look and buy if you like it."

"Well, I hope you only plan to buy one, then I can still afford it. If you buy two, sorry, I'm very poor recently." Nanyi spread his hands with a bitter face.

Sophie Marceau threw away the rag, stood up straight, and straightened her chest, "Adam, from today onwards, you will be my follower, and you can listen to what I say, as long as it makes me happy, I can give you some reward."

"Ha, yes, rich Sophie."

"Aha, come here and lick my toes. I'll give you a thousand francs." Sophie Marceau stretched her left foot forward and said arrogantly to Nanyi.

Nanyi didn't bother to answer, swished and wiped the floor dry, then went to the bathroom with the washbasin, tidied it up properly, Nanyi came out of the bathroom, and said to Sophie Marceau who was still there in a daze: " Pack up and go out to eat."

"Oh, wait." Sophie Marceau walked up to Nan Yi and took his hand, "Come with me."

Sophie Marceau led Nanyi to the cloakroom, pointed to a wall and said, "I asked someone to renovate this place. This half belongs to you. I bought you a lot of clothes."

Nan Yi glanced around, the cloakroom has been divided into two, half of which is hung with Sophie Marceau's clothes, and the other half is hung with shirts, suits and some casual clothes.

Sophie Marceau walked to the cabinet and opened a drawer, "Come and see, this is the watch I bought for you."

Nan Yi walked up to Sophie Marceau and glanced into the drawer. There were 20 or 30 watches in the drawer, all of which were expensive styles, and several of them were antique watches.

"Did you spend all the dividends every year?"

"No, I'm just buying clothes, and it doesn't cost much at all." Sophie Marceau said, took off Nanyi's T-shirt, took a shirt from the hanger, gestured on his chest, and stretched out her hand to Nanyi. Yi touched his abdominal muscles, "It's just right, Adam, your figure is still so good, there is no change at all."

"Well, put it on for me."

Nan Yi stretched out his hands, waiting for Sophie Marceau's service.

Sophie Marceau unbuttoned her shirt, put the clothes on Nan Yi, and then fastened the buttons. Then she opened a drawer, picked it out, and took out a pair of platinum French cuff buttons.

"Cufflinks are fine, it's too formal."

As Nanyi said, he rolled up his sleeves and stopped at his elbows to smooth out the wrinkles of his shirt.

"Almost." Sophie Marceau looked at Nanyi and muttered, then took out a black cuff from another drawer and put it on Nanyi's left arm, took a step back, looked at it for a while, and finally Nodding in satisfaction, "That's about it."

Nan Yi turned around and looked in the fitting mirror, "Flat shoes, you have a good eye. This dress shows my noble and elegant temperament, and makes me look like a millionaire."

"Haha, millionaire, Adam, are you broke?"

"Don't be naughty, pick a pair of pants, looser, not slim."

"Um."

Sophie Marceau chose a pair of trousers for Nanyi, and after helping Nanyi dress up, she asked, "Adam, what should I wear?"

"Blue linen shirt, blue jeans, low-top flat shoes, I like your simple clothes."

"Adam, that's my fourteen-year-old outfit. I'm twenty-two now. I should wear a skirt and high heels to show my sexiness."

"No, wait until you're thirty before thinking about being sexy. Now you should dress like I said." Nan Yi stroked Sophie Marceau's face, "You can be as elegant and sexy as you are sixty years old , Seventy years old, but your youthful innocence will soon pass away, dress up as you should be at your age, and do what you should do at your age."

Sophie Marceau's eyes lit up, "Then can I go to make a movie?"

"Okay, you are the heroine and I am the actor. Let's make a movie called "A Couple Made in Heaven."

Sophie Marceau raised her nose and snorted.

"Huh... um..."

In the 7th arrondissement of Little Paris, in an alley, two black men were firing at a middle-aged white man.

"Eighty...eighty..."

"Joy, it's almost enough, enough for him to lie down for a week."

"Wait, eighty, eighty." The black man named Joey kicked the middle-aged white man twice before running away with his companion.

After Sophie Marceau dressed up as Nan Yi liked, the two set off for the Champs Elysees.

Champs-Elysées starts from Place de la Concorde in the east and ends at Place de Gaulle in the west. It is the most beautiful and largest street in Paris with a total length of 25 kilometers. The eastern section of the road is dominated by tree-lined walks, and both sides of the road are rare large-scale green spaces in the city center.

To the west is the west section of the Champs-Elysées. It is a high-end shopping area famous in Paris and even the world. It is romantic and fashionable. Many wealthy ladies and celebrities like to shop here.

Champs-Elysées is full of shop windows filled with all kinds of trendy clothing, high-end jewelry, brand-name bags and all kinds of boutiques, making it overwhelming. All kinds of high-end brands are located on this street.

Today is the first time that Nanyi accompanied Sophie Marceau to the Champs Elysees. Sophie Marceau seemed very happy and happy. As soon as she walked into a luxury brand store, Sophie Marceau's enthusiasm was revealed .

Women are naturally interested in beautiful clothes and shiny objects. Sophie Marceau is in the front, and Nan Yiha follows behind like a dog. In Givenchy's store, Sophie fell in love with two sets of clothes at the same time. Difficult to part.

"Adam, which one looks better?"

"It's all good."

The two pieces of clothing in Sophie Marceau's hands are both made of more cloth, which is in line with Nanyi's preference of "not being cheap to others", so he turned around and said lightly to the shopping guide: "Wrap both of them up. "

Nanyi's plain tone made the shopping guide's eyes shine, and he thought to himself: "This is a local tyrant, with yellow skin, he should be Japanese. Hmph, isn't he just a starlet, whose figure is not as good as mine. I just need to put down the battery and I will definitely be able to Take down this local tyrant."

Thinking of this, the shopping guide puffed up his chest, cheered himself up, and prepared to launch an offensive.

Just as the shopping guide was about to discharge Nanyi, Sophie Marceau handed her the clothes in her hand, and said in the same calm tone: "Take me to pay, Adam, you choose one yourself, and I will pay for it. "

"Forget it, I didn't see anything I liked."

"What? You actually eat soft food? Damn Japanese pig, wasting my expression." The shopping guide slandered, and politely took Sophie Marceau to the counter to pay.

After visiting Givenchy, he didn't stop. Several other luxury brand clothing stores went around again, and the shopping bags in Nanyi's hands increased one by one.

After visiting the clothing store, Sophie Marceau led Nanyi to the luxury jewelry store.

Van Cleef \u0026 Arpels, Nanyi was led into the store, what caught his eye was not jewelry, but memories, a female jewelry designer whose name he had forgotten used to work for this brand company, but Nanyi remembered that woman It was once said that she served the Richemont Group.

"What year was this group established? How much is it in 198? Fuck, I didn't pay attention to it at all. I didn't listen to it all. It seems that there are many luxury brands under this group. Richemont...how do you spell it in English? "

Swallowtail Butterfly’s operation was very unsuccessful, and Nanyi’s original intention of creating a luxury brand has not been realized. Nanyi has given up on Swallowtail Butterfly. When he is free, he will implement the plan to increase the valuation and then sell it.

But he didn't give up on luxury brands. He didn't know how to operate, so he invested in people who knew how to operate. It was not Nan's investment, but Nanyi's private investment. Jade and luxury brands are both Nanyi's Waterloo, and he plans to re-enter the pit. Smooth out your own failures.

"Li, the biggest possibility is the transliteration of 'rich'. Rich, Riche, and Rico are all possible; Feng, what would it be? French should be Montagne, English should be Mountain, Spanish should be Montaa, Portuguese should be Montanha, German …German shit, luxury brands have nothing to do with it.

According to the general habit of making compound words, the words of Richemont will probably be RichMount, RicheMont, RicoMont. "

Nanyi kept a few words in his heart, and wanted to ask people to check if there was such a company in Europe. If Europe didn't check the United States again, if they couldn't find it, they would check it again next year. If there wasn't one next year, then he didn't fate.

"Adam, what are you thinking, come and see this set of jewelry."

Hearing Sophie Marceau's call, Nanyi walked over, and following Sophie Marceau's sight, he saw a set of jewelry lying on the counter, a set including necklaces, bracelets, and earrings, made of black and white pearls Nested and matched, the black and white matching has a great visual impact.

"It's charming, isn't it?"

A woman came uninvited and walked up to Nan Yi and the other two.

Nan Yi picked up her eyes. The woman is quite beautiful, full of youthful breath, with shawl blond hair, delicate and delicate face, a pair of blue eyes, deep and charming; slightly exaggerated S The slim figure is stunning at first glance, but a little creepy on closer inspection, making Nanyi suspect that her pelvis is leaning forward.

But everyone who understands understands that this kind of figure cannot be evaluated from an aesthetic point of view, but must be pragmatic and analyzed from a practical point of view.

"Yes, very charming, can I try it on?"

"Of course, let's get to know each other. I'm the designer of this set of jewelry, Anne Boffer." The blond woman extended her hand to Nan Yi and introduced herself.

Nan Yi turned his head around, wondering if it was he or Sophie Marceau who attracted Anne Bove and let her take the initiative to lean over; the temperament revealed by Anne Bove is definitely not an ordinary jewelry designer It should be, her temperament can only be precipitated after being rich for at least three generations.

"Hello, Adam." Nanyi shook hands with Anne boffer.

After the greetings were over, Anne Boffer said to the teller at the counter: "Take out this set of jewelry and give it to this lady to try on."

Upon hearing this, the teller immediately opened the small door on the counter and took out the whole set of jewelry.

As soon as the jewelry was taken out, a woman who looked like the store manager also came over and helped Sophie Marceau wear the jewelry.

Wearing the whole set of jewelry, Sophie Marceau's temperament changed suddenly. It turned out that she gave people the impression of youth and sweetness. After wearing the jewelry, she added a three-point sex appeal. A pair of clear and melancholy brown charming eyes are extremely delicate The face and slender figure make people daydream.

Sophie Marceau has a good vision, and Anne Boffer's design is also very good, which makes Nanyi, who always likes simplicity and has no sense of jewelry embellishment, appreciate it.

"Does it have a name?" Nan Yi turned to look at Anne Boffer's face and asked.

"Beloved, this is the name I gave it. It is all made of natural pearls from Tahiti, with 66 white pearls and 22 black pearls. It is matched with a chain made of platinum. Miss Marceau is very suitable to wear."

Hearing the name "beloved", coupled with the heartbeat in Sophie Marceau's eyes, Nan Yi knew that it would be impossible not to spend money. Sophie Marceau could pay for other items, but this piece of jewelry could not.

"I want it, how much?"

"Five hundred thousand francs." Anne Bove said, looking at Nanyi with a smile.

"Yes, it's worth the price."

Nanyi said it beautifully, but his heart was bleeding.

"Damn it, the bad name makes me embarrassed to bargain." Nanyi complained in his heart, and took a stack of traveler's checks from Xiaohua, "What's the exchange rate against the US dollar?"

"5.8."

"Damn, the exchange rate still takes advantage."

Nan Yi complained again, rubbed his thumb on his lips, and ordered one by one, 86 denominations of 1,000 US dollars were selected, and two denominations of 100 US dollars were placed on the counter, and then he looked at Anne with burning eyes Bofur, muttering in his heart: "See if you dare to ask me to pay another 6 dollars."

Anne Bover smiled, waved her hand, and told the manager to take the traveler's check.

"The global economy has not recovered from last year's stock market crash. In more than half a year, the sales of the brand have plummeted. It is very rare to meet such a big customer. Love, good name, the next work is called the love of my life, haha , as long as women like it, men will never dare not buy it."

After Anne Boffer was secretly happy, she muttered a few words to the manager, and after a while, the manager came over with a membership card.

"Adam, this is our Van Cleef \u0026 Arpels diamond card. In any branch of Van Cleef \u0026 Arpels, as long as you use this card, you will get a 15% discount. So far, a total of 27 cards have been given out around the world, and this is the 28th. Zhang, I hope you can accept it."

Anne Bofer said it politely, but Nan Yi clearly felt that the other party regarded him as a foolish rich man, and he was not satisfied with killing him, and wanted to feed himself, and took out his meat from time to time?

"Thank you, it's my honor!" Nanyi accepted the card and said politely.

He has already made up his mind that he will send the card to Tokyo tomorrow, and have someone sell it to a local tyrant in Tokyo.

When Nanyi followed the contented Sophie Marceau out of the store, the sky had completely darkened, and it was time to feed Sophie Marceau, who had only eaten one baguette in a day.

"Where are you going to eat?"

"Ah!" Sophie Marceau exclaimed: "I remembered, I have already made an appointment today, Adam, do you mind three people having dinner together?"

"I don't mind. I even put off work for you, so why would I mind eating with multiple people?"

"Aha, don't gnash your teeth, I'm dating a girl." Looking at Nanyi's depressed expression, Sophie Marceau said with joy.

"So, where are we going to eat?"

"Silver Tower Restaurant, I have already made a reservation." Sophie Marceau said, took the phone from Yazheng and dialed out, "Marion, Silver Tower Restaurant, we will be there in about half an hour."

"us?"

"Yes, we, I and my Adam, my man."

"Wow, then I have to save time for makeup. I can arrive in about fifty minutes."

"OK, we'll wait for you."

The Silver Tower restaurant is near Notre Dame de Paris, not too far from the Champs-Elysées. Although it was the peak traffic hour, within 20 minutes, a few people from Nanyi arrived at the restaurant's door.

"Go up first, or wait for your friend?"

"Let's go up first, Marion is more casual, we don't have to wait for her here." Sophie Marceau wrapped Nanyi's arm, and naturally pulled him to the first floor of the building.

From the car to the gate of the building, a short distance of more than 30 meters, Nanyi can feel the gazes of several people coming over. He only hopes that the oriental people really look the same in the eyes of the French, and they can't remember their faces at all. .

Sophie Marceau is famous, and there are advantages and disadvantages. Nanyi has made a lot of appearances here. Sooner or later, the gossip between him and Sophie Marceau will definitely appear in the newspapers.

In the afternoon, Nan Yi told Sophie Marceau that he wanted to make a movie with two protagonists. It was not just a joke. If gossip spreads, in order to cover up the truth, the movie may really be approved.

Entering the first floor, you will come to the lounge of the restaurant. The restaurant is on the seventh floor. To go upstairs, you have to go to the lounge first. After confirming the reservation information, a waiter will lead you upstairs.

A waiter walked over to meet Nanyi and the two. He didn't ask about the reservation information, but said a polite word, and then led them directly to the elevator shaft.

Obviously, Sophie Marceau can brush her face.

After going upstairs, the waiter took the two of them directly to a seat by the window, which is convenient for enjoying the surrounding scenery. Sophie Marceau said that Marion hadn't come yet, and the two of them just ordered two glasses of water, chatted and waited. with.

"Adam, is India fun?"

"Listen to me, what's the meaning? When you get there, use your eyes to find out."

"I want to hear from you."

"I can only say that as long as you want, you can live there like a medieval princess. You don't need to do anything. You just need to open your mouth if you need anything."

"everything?"

"Yes, all. Don't listen to me, let you feel it yourself." Nanyi said, looking at a woman who came to their table, "Flat shoes, that is the Mary you mentioned kindness?"

Sophie Marceau turned her head and took a look, then immediately smiled and waved, and the woman across from her also smiled back.

"Stupid pig, I haven't seen you for two days. Sophie, you have changed a lot. Is this the nourishment of love?" Marion walked to the table and gave a kiss to Sophie Marceau.

"Ha, Marion, let me introduce you. This is Adam Smith, my foster man; Adam, this is my good friend, Marion, Marion Wallenberg."

"Hello, Miss Wallenberg." Nan Yi stretched out his hand to Marion, while still pondering in his mind, "Is there a surname Wallenberg in France?"

"Hello, Mr. Adam, do you offer short-term rental?" Marion smiled.

"Ah, you have to ask Sophie, she has already bought me out."

"Sophie?"

Marion turned to look at Sophie Marceau.

"Yes, as long as it doesn't exceed one week, I can sublease Adam to you." Sophie Marceau also responded with a smile, looked at Nanyi and said, "Adam, you should be very happy, right?"

"Yes, Miss Wallenberg, how about starting today?"

"why not?"

Marion smiled and took the seat next to Sophie Marceau, and the jokes stopped abruptly as she sat down.

The waiter was summoned, and the three discussed and ordered a few side dishes. The main course was the blood duck, which Sophie Marceau had ordered early.

The high-end restaurants here in France, whether they are delicious or not, are often praised very highly. For example, the Silver Tower Restaurant, each blood duck sold in the restaurant has a unique number, and every customer who tastes the blood duck will know Get a numbered certificate.

It is said that Edward VII received the number 328, the elder Roosevelt was 33642 and 112151, and Queen Victoria was 185397.

Celebrities, serial numbers, certificates, reservations two months in advance, and the restaurant has a history of more than 400 years. These factors add up to make the restaurant overwhelmed. This makes people unaccustomed to the "blood-locking" cooking method, and has never been very fond of duck meat. My favorite Nanyi is also embarrassed to say that it is not delicious.

As for ducks, Nanyi only likes to eat a salted duck egg, and it has to be the kind with oily yolk.

During a dinner, the two women were mainly chatting there, and sometimes Nanyi would be taken care of, and Nanyi also calmly accepted the state of being ignored.

Regardless of whether he had a hot chat with Sophie Marceau or Marion, there would always be a possibility of faux pas or jealousy, so it's not as good as it is now.

After the meal, Nan Yi and the two watched Marion leave in a Chevrolet Corvette Sledge Hammer.

Looking at the silver lightning, Sophie Marceau's eyes showed a hint of love and envy.

"Don't look at it, I won't allow you to buy it."

"Why, $500,000 is not too expensive."

"Not because of the money, but because of the speed, 400 km/h, where do you want to drive it? Heaven or hell?"

"But it's beautiful."

"If you just want to buy one to look at in the garage, then I allow you to buy it. If you want to drive, then stop thinking about it."

"I can't drive it. What do I buy it for?" Sophie Marceau hung Nanyi's neck and said coquettishly, "Just let me drive it, okay?"

"No, if you want to pursue speed, then go to fly a plane. Is the speed of Dassault Mirage 2000 enough?"

"snort."

Sophie Marceau snorted, let go of Nanyi's hand, walked to Nanyi's SUV, kicked the tire with her foot, and then, tragically, Sophie Marceau held her shoe, and the golden rooster stood alone Jump around in place.

Nan Yi smiled and walked up to Sophie Marceau, "Fortunately, you didn't kick hard, otherwise the passive defense system of the car would be activated, and the machine gun would sweep you into a hornet's nest."

"Why don't you say that the missile is dead, I'm in pain, help me."

"Good idea, install miniature missiles on the car tomorrow." Nan Yi amused, walked to Sophie Marceau and helped her into the car.

In the car, Sophie Marceau dishonestly used all kinds of methods, trying to make Nanyi let go, until she returned to the apartment, Nanyi was still not accepted.

Sophie Marceau, unwilling to give up, opened the CD, played a song "Reality", and danced with Nan Yi, she knew very well that Nan Yi liked to bathe in this song, just like the blue linen shirt , she knew very well that Nanyi couldn't resist at all.

Sophie Marceau hugged Nanyi and shook it gently. From time to time, she used her hair to tease Nanyi's nose. Slowly, slowly, the breathing of the two became heavier, slowly, slowly Yes, their noses are stuck together.

When the chicks spread their wings against the storm, Sophie Marceau whispered seductively in Nanyi's ear: "Adam, let me drive?"