Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 437 Do You Think I Can Score One Hundred?

Late-night snacks in foreign hotels are naturally not as rich as those in China. They are all snacks, grilled meat and sausage rolls, french fries, and noodles, but now no matter what, Lausanne feels that he can eat a cow.

Jun Ting was not hungry, she watched her eat a huge burger next to her, and began to eat Shu Fulei. After that, she also had a bowl of pasta.

Although she always knew that she could eat, but this time refreshed his horizons.

It seems that he really abused her this time.

This also proves that he is too powerful.

After eating, Lausanne went to brush her teeth. When the young Junting changed the sheets, she looked at a dazzling red above her eyes, and her eyes were sweet and tender.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lausanne lay on the bed and tossed on the other side. He thought that after this kind of thing, he would fall asleep quickly afterwards, but he couldn't fall asleep.

"What's wrong? Isn't it uncomfortable?" Nian Junting stretched out his hand and gave her a nervous look. He heard that the first woman was easily injured. Although he was in control, he was confiscated and lived behind. And she kept screaming.

"I can't sleep, thinking about diamond rings," Lausanne sighed.

A billion, how could it be asleep.

In her life, she has desperately forgotten a wealth that she may not have earned.

Speaking of this matter, the average annual Ting is also very depressed, "Relax, I will give you one more."

"It's not a question you gave me," Lausanne turned to face him, biting his lip. "It's a painful story of me and a misplaced hand."

Junting Ting squeezed her nose funnyly, "You get me billions of dollars, what's so painful, don't be so small, not a lot of money, I earn it in a month or two . "

Lausanne: "..."

I really don't want to chat with him.

"Speaking of which, shouldn't you now remember the first time between us, can't you fall asleep with excitement," Tingjun Ting looked dark, "or fortunate to find such a powerful man."

"Enough, don't say anything more," Lausanne quickly covered his mouth, and his face was so hot that he refused to remember the scene.

That's definitely not her.

"What's hard to say, I think we need to communicate," Nian Junting opened her hand seriously. "Where do you think I need to improve?"

"..."

How could such a thing make her say better.

Lausanne's face flushed.

"Don't talk, do you think I can score a hundred points?" Annual average Ting's eyes glowed hot.

"No ..." Lausanne blurted out.

"What do you say?"

When Lausanne saw him, he must ask her to speak out a natural posture, and had to bite the bullet and said, "I think ... think ..."

"Is there anything wrong?" Jun Ting was curious.

"Just ... I can't take it anymore," Lausanne stuttered.

Nian Junting thought for a while and smiled slightly. "That's not my problem. That's your problem. It's your poor physical strength. I'll say you usually exercise more. You don't listen. Now you can't keep up with the key moments. My rhythm, forget it, I'll be fine with you in the future. Of course, what I'm talking about is limited to bed exercise. "

Lausanne was completely defeated, and he turned around and buried his entire face in the quilt, ashamed to ignore him.

Junting Ning held her from behind and buried her face in her neck.

Feeling particularly fulfilled.

Mid-year: my family Sang Sang gave me a hundred points

(End of this chapter)