Ding Ergou's life as a hunter

"Kang Mingde is dead?" Zhao Qinghu was taken aback.

"Well, say it is the leakage of the gas pipeline". Zhao Gang said.

"There is Yu Gu, Kangmingde has always been Jiang Haiyang's dog's legs. It seems that either the stolen stolen is uneven or to destroy it." Zhao Qinghu said lightly.

"Uncle, do you say that this is Jiang Haiyang?

"Hmph, not? Jiang Haiyang's hands are black. Please pay attention to this matter. Seeing who did it, I left Huzhou, I was still uneasy. I can find any clues and tell me directly. I can tell you Li directly

Uncle also ". Zhao Qinghu ordered, Uncle Li is the hunting life of Li Farui Ding Ergou, Director of the Municipal Public Security Director 865

"Okay, I know".

After saying this, Zhao Qinghu got up and walked upstairs. He hardly cares about the group's affairs. He is responsible for the daily operations of the Tengda Group's boss. Hao Jia has completely become Zhao Qinghu's mistress. On the surface, he is

He died, but no one knew what would he be like in his back.

Zhao Qinghu walked upstairs and saw He Qing sitting by the windowsill. She was like a canary kept in a cage by Zhao Qinghu, and now she has forgotten the feeling of flying.

And with the increase in time, the hope of her running out is gradually slim, and her own plan can only be implemented slowly, so all this can no longer be faced with Zhao Qinghu, so that her opportunity will be less, the only one, the only one, the only one, the only one.

The channel is temporarily yielding. Since Zhao Qinghu will come back at the price, then you must pay the price first.

Her price is her body. For all this, she has gradually become used to it. Although she is full of nausea in her heart, her body can't help but respond to every violation of Zhao Qinghu.

Not anyone can solve it.

"Baby, where are you?" Zhao Qinghu stepped forward and hugged He Qing's shoulder. Before she could react, one of his hands reached into her sweater from her neckline. She didn't say a word, just used her hand.

Hold his hand and prevent him from doing it wanton.

But how could this be stopped? He Qing's hands were trembling and her chest was jumping wildly, as if a running horse was about to fly out of her chest. The waves gradually surged. I don't know that the dead doctor was in her body recently.

Anyway, her body is becoming more and more sensitive, and her control ability is getting worse and worse in her consciousness. Often, as soon as Zhao Qinghu got started, she gave up resistance and even subconsciously longed for such an invasion.

After a while, she snorted in her nasal voice, as if she had been waiting for a long time, like a small tree that had been ignited for a long time, waiting for the ravage of a storm, and the heat bounced slightly upward.

, along the meridians of the legs, rush to the abdomen.

The strong thirst feeling instantly broke the reserve that women should have. The young woman He Qing suddenly hugged Zhao Qinghu's hand, hugging it so tightly that it could not be tighter, her face pressed against his arm, kissing him intoxicatedly

Casual shirt.

Zhao Qinghu leaned down slightly and hugged her head and began to kiss her wildly. The young woman He Qing kissed her eyes, cheeks, lips, and neck, and her hands reached into her collar. Although it was not the first time, her whole body was still

He shook tremblingly.

He began to pull off He Qing's clothes and took off her sweater. His movements were as fast as the turbulent water flow. When he was untied, he encountered obstacles. He pinched, pulled, clenched, squeezed, and tossed for a while.

Zhao Qinghu was impatient and pulled the mask up three inches. It was like a thirsty person who swept away the floating objects on the water surface, stretched out his mouth and drank it. At this time, He Qing was free from the mask and loosened his ties. At this time,

Her physical desire once again defeated her consciousness, raised her head high, and handed herself out again.

Zhao Qinghu's scorching hands were not honest on He Qing's youthful and vibrant body. The tremor made her temporarily forget the resistance that women should have.

Before they knew it, their clothes were stripped naked.

The young woman He Qing collapsed down and lay down. On the sofa, she pulled her legs away.

In the day, she couldn't care about making a woman's deserved support.

Her*body has become a pillar that goes straight up. Her body has long been like a cooked pomegranate, and she cracks, like a bird's lips, and screams together.

The passion -like passion is also exhausted. After ten minutes of fierce movements, the two people were exhausted. He Qing was paralyzed on the sofa without shame.

With your eyes, I don't know what I'm thinking.

"When Lin Dongqiang called in the afternoon, he said that the last time he obtained the two eggs and my sperm fertilization was very good. He had completed fertilization and formed a fertilized egg. He was preparing to undergo a transplant tonight, so everything would be fine. I originally wanted one

Son's, but now it seems that the two are OK." Zhao Qinghu proudly reached his hand on He Qing's plump breasts and stroked them rhythmically. Ding Ergou's beauty hunting life 865

He Qing was too lazy to raise any objections to such an arrangement, because the objection was invalid. If she hadn't wanted to take revenge, she would have collapsed long ago and would have never been able to hold on to it today.

"You take a break, prepare for the evening surgery, and prepare to give birth to two healthy and smart sons for me. My Zhao family's industry can finally inherit it." Zhao Qinghu said proudly.

Although I have thought about a lot of bad results, He Qing did not expect to be bad at this point. Her previous things were hiding in this room, eating and drinking, waiting for him to come from from time to time.

He was going to give birth to a baby for him. On the contrary, he was still his father-in-law, and all of this was for revenge, leaving Zhao Qinghu dead without a place to bury him.

Zhao Qinghu was proud of her long, leaving only a house of spring, and He Qing gradually curled up on the sofa, her eyes filled with tears again, but she stubbornly raised her face and made her tears gradually disappear after a moment to herself.

In her eyes, she couldn't cry because she was afraid that this was a bad start.