Han Zong: Start in Chinatown and dominate South Korea

Dark moon wind high, small apartment.

Yang Qiaoan’s eyes were a little confused

She covered her mouth with the back of one hand

“Mr. Seungze, how can anyone wipe his body to the root of his thighs…”

Bai Chengze ignored her

He took care of himself and took Joan’s pajamas off

Slowly wiped her calf

From bottom to top, very attentive, “Is that okay?” ”

“It’s not impossible,” Yang Qiaoan secretly glanced at Bai Chengze, “In the end… Not quite, right? ”

“What’s so bad?” Bai Chengze didn’t raise his head, “Aren’t all patients like this?” ”

Yang Qiaoan lay on the bed and began to rot

“Whatever you want, Mr. Seungsawa…”

The alarm clock at the bedside, the time points to one o’clock and two o’clock.

It’s also already deep.

Bai Chengze was not sleepy at all

He was like a skilled nurse

Lift Yang Qiaoan’s legs and put them down

Use a soft and soft towel

Wipe her whole body clean.

In the face of Bai Chengze’s hospitality, Qiao An did not say a word, and a muffled snort occurred from time to time.

She covered her eyes with the back of one hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

The expression is very tangled, I don’t know whether it is pleasure or hideousness.

And just like that, time passed minute by minute.

Suddenly, Joan struggled in a panic

“Mr. Seungze, what are you doing?!”

“Wet with sweat, I’ll give you another one,” Bai Chengze’s face was calm, and he said quietly, “Is it okay?” ”

Yang Qiaoan covered herself with a quilt

She turned red and covered her face with a quilt

“This is ridiculous, Mr. Seungsawa.”

Bai Chengze shook his head helplessly

Standing up, he came to the front of the cabinet again

He opened the cabinet door and turned his back to Yang Qiaoan

“Do you just think it’s ridiculous now, Miss Joanna?”

As he spoke, his fingers skimmed over the clothes in the closet one by one.

The clothes inside are varied and strange.

The more you look closely, the more you feel full of design.

Bai Chengze rummaged on the far right side of the wardrobe

From the many intimate clothing,

Eventually, he took out a black one

It’s embellished with lace

lace,

It looks a little cool,

It’s a little sexy again.

Just as he was about to turn around

He heard a fluttering sound of footsteps behind him.

It was the sound of walking barefoot on the wooden floor.

A pair of delicate and smooth arms appeared at his waist

Immediately afterwards, he felt a warmth in his back

Yang Qiaoan rubbed Bai Chengze’s back with his face

Her voice was as small as a mosquito fly

“It’s not wet with sweat, Mr. Jogsawa…”

Bai Chengze turned around

Hold Yang Qiaoan in his arms

He looked down and sniffed the ends of her hair

Smelled a fragrant aroma.

“Isn’t it?” He teasingly used a finger to pick up Yang Qiaoan’s delicate chin, “So what’s going on?” ”

Yang Qiaoan stopped talking

Her arms came to the back of Bai Chengze’s neck

Half of his face was lightly placed on Bai Chengze’s shoulder

Joan’s hot face exuded bursts of heat

Her breath echoed in Bai Chengze’s ears

The body trembled slightly

There is a bit of weakness in the tone

It also has some sticky texture

“Mr. Seungsawa…”

It began to rain outside the window

Autumn rain is always so amorous, long and delicate

It’s like stars falling into the dust.

With a sweeping breeze,

The leaves outside the apartment building made a rattling sound.

The stray cats also hid, not knowing in which corner to warm up alone.

The stars and moon disappeared, replaced by dark clouds in the sky.

On rainy days, it’s a good time to sleep.

Yang Qiaoan lay in the crook of Bai Chengze’s arm

She swallowed silently and spat

“Am I a bad woman, Mr. Seungsawa?”

Bai Chengze looked at Qiao An in his arms

Brush a strand of hair in front of her forehead behind her ear

“No, quite the opposite.”

“But I did something wrong,” Joan bowed her head slightly.

Bai Chengze shook his head, “You’re just chasing things you like.” ”

Yang Qiaoan buried her head in his arms, “I like Mr. Chengze…”

Bai Chengze caressed Yang Qiaoan’s hot back with one hand

The other hand held the smooth hair on the back of Joan’s head.

The two were speechless for a long time.

After a while, Yang Qiaoan raised his head a little nervously

“Don’t you like Joanna? Mr. Seungsawa…”

Bai Chengze nodded, “Of course I like it, you are the cutest existence in the world, and nothing can compare with you.” ”

Hearing this answer, Yang Qiaoan was much more satisfied.

She had a shallow smile on her face

After a while, he quietly sank into the ocean of dreams.

Bai Chengze’s arm was pressed a little numb

He still maintained this stiff movement

I was afraid that I would wake up Joan in my arms from my dream.

A voice appeared in his head

[Your integration level has reached 13%].

Not surprisingly, Bai Chengze expected, it was really like this.

The world awaits him to cultivate

The road to progress is long and distant

As the saying goes:

The road is long, and I will seek it up and down.

Today’s Bai Chengze has gone one step further.

Or rather, a distance of 25 centimeters.

Anyway,

An inch in, an inch of joy.

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Because the author is better at Joann’s mouthful

So there is a little more ink on her,

It can be regarded as carrying some private goods.

However, Joan’s story does not end….

On the contrary, this is just the beginning….

Because everyone knows that Joan she is indeed more perverted.

In addition, the author is a little uncertain now

Everyone likes a round of nudge like Yichen

Or is it a little more ambiguous like Joan?

Or is it a crazy appearance, see a boost one?

I hope you can give some valuable advice.

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