Reborn on Top of Football

Wang Ai pulled Shi Wenjun’s arm: "Oh, we have been together for so long. What is it to take a bath together? Hurry up, or I will hug you! I tell you, I have tolerated you for a long time, you say You can only recognize it!"

Shi Wenjun shook it twice, and was pushed into the bathroom awkwardly. She was also really afraid of Wang Ai's head: "I'll tell you, and the rest is fine, but the last step will definitely not work, don't force me. "

Seeing that Wang Ai had already taken off his pants and raised his head, Shi Wenjun quickly added: "I have to work tomorrow, do you have the heart to let me be laughed at?"

"When is then?"

"Uh, uh... back to Europe."

Wang Ai straightened up, holding his advantage by the way, reaching out to hold Shi Wenjun's delicate chin, and raising her delicate face: "That's it, I can't run anymore this time. These years, it's time to get mature. ."

After finishing talking, Wang Ai stretched out his hand to help her undress, Shi Wenjun hurriedly struggled back and said, "No, I will do it myself, I will do it myself."

Wang Ai nodded, turned around and stood under the shower, suddenly unloading it to aim at Shi Wenjun...

Shi Wenjun, who was bowing his head awkwardly taking off his clothes, looked up at Wang Ai and the drops of water dripping on his face and body, yelled "Ah", pulled off his underwear and fell on Wang Ai's face. …

Wang Ai spit out while holding his head and being beaten: "You have never taken off your clothes so much!"

There was noisy for a while, and both of them were wet. Shi Wenjun panted and avoided Wang Ai's back. When Wang Ai stood up and looked at her aggressively, he couldn't help blushing.

"What do you look at? Just count my little ones."

"It doesn't mean I don't like it because you are kidding."

Shi Wenjun tilted his head, closed his eyes, leaned against the wall, and struggled a few times and couldn't get rid of it. But after the meeting, he couldn't stand up, and he hid in the bathtub while holding on to the wall. But Wang Ai followed closely, standing in the bathtub and touching Shi Wenjun's face, guiding her hand: "Come and find out, you will use it frequently in the future."

"Ugly." Shi Wenjun closed his eyes and commented. He was suddenly raised and opened his eyes angrily. A pair of willow eyebrows were already raised.

"You always want to give me something, right?" Wang Aiqiang calmly persuaded: "Don't be so conservative, don't tell me you don't know."

After a stalemate for a long time, Shi Wenjun slammed Wang Ai's abdominal muscles with a heavy punch. Seeing that Wang Ai still did not flinch, he could only feel disappointed in his heart.

Then I heard the stinky man above breathe out hypocritically, while taking advantage of him, he said coldly: "I thought you had to bite me."

This made Shi Wenjun want to get angry and couldn't get out of it, wanted to laugh but was not in the mood, helpless and unwilling. So he clenched the hand that was holding the man's waist tightly: Anyway, if you stab me, I will screw you!

When he woke up in Wang Ai's arms the next morning, Shi Wenjun opened his eyes and saw Wang Ai's unhappy expression: "The waist is purple!"

Shi Wenjun blurted out: "My throat is still dumb."

After speaking, she suddenly felt ashamed, and the little beauty pushed the smelly man away and got up angrily to wash. Wang Ai looked at her from behind and chuckled. When she was in Milan, she would never walk away without wearing any clothes like she does now.

What is the so-called water drop, stone piercing, rope sawing wood break!

It was another day full of activities. At dinner in the evening, the delegation explained to everyone the disciplinary requirements for leaving the country tomorrow, and then ordered everyone to take a good rest.

"Are you good at acting?" After returning to the room, Wang Ai put his arms around Shi Wenjun's shoulders: "I didn't let anyone see it at all."

Shi Wenjun flew his eyes and said, "Nonsense, my throat hurts and it doesn't affect walking."

"Hehehe!" Wang Ai caught Little Beauty's arm and raised her hand. Little Beauty screamed and fell on her back on the bed. Then Wang Ai fit in and threw herself on her without waiting for Little Beauty to talk nonsense and bit her. Q.

Shi Wenjun's only resistance was kicking and knocking on Wang Ai's back. Wang Ai didn't care. At this time, the little beauty was no more powerful than the little beauty who was washed by the shower yesterday.

After a while, Shi Wenjun's waist suddenly stood tall under the quilt, and a long, slightly sharp hum was uttered in his throat.

"Haven't you touched it yet?" Shi Wenjun gasped weakly for a long time.

"Hey, okay?" Wang Ai bit Shi Wenjun's earlobe, raised his head and asked with a smile.

The little beauty turned her head and panted without speaking, but Wang Ai got out of bed with a smirk and went to the direction her face was facing.

"Hmm!" Shi Wenjun, who was assaulted, gave Wang Ai a fierce look, then hid behind him: "I have something to tell you."

"Just talk about it." Wang Ai continued to approach indifferently.

Shi Wenjun angrily blocked Wang Ai with his arms and elbows, took a few deep breaths and suddenly got up and pointed at Wang Ai: "Open your mouth!"

Wang Ai raised her eyebrows, "Ah~"

Then, Shi Wenjun's **** were inserted into Wang Ai's mouth: "Speak."

Wang Ai's eyes widened: What did he say?

"You know!" When Wang Ai nodded, he took his fingers back, and wiped Wang Ai's clothes with disgust.

"Okay, you talk about it first." Wang Ai nodded generously: "Wait a moment!"

Shi Wenjun gave Wang Ai a blank look, and got out of bed and turned on the computer at the desk: "I found it this afternoon, now... eh? It's a hot spot? Look, I remember you and the Kung Fu star last night I didn’t talk about the foundation. How could it be said that you are going to become a shareholder of that foundation?”

Wang Ai was originally pressing Shi Wenjun’s shoulders and taking advantage of a high level of voyeurism. He frowned when he heard this. He sat in front of the computer and browsed the searched news on various platforms. For example, a Weibo user wrote: "Wang Ai Agreeing to be a director of the foundation" also attached a photo of the conversation last night.

There are also related news in major forums, some of which are still very long. Fans and netizens who did not know the truth under the Weibo of Wang Ai's photos of the event in Shenzhen released yesterday, some blessed and some asked.

"Do you have this idea?" Shi Wenjun saw Wang Ai and shook his head: "Then you want to clarify? I feel that there may be a manipulator behind this matter, so many platforms say that it is quite a bit of forcing you to submit."

Wang Ai turned to look at Shi Wenjun's beautiful face, snorted in his nose, turned around twice, and sat down again to open the Weibo dialog box: "What do you talk about when a martial arts champion or a football champion meets for the first time? Of course it is sports! We all do charity, but the methods are different. I tend to donate, and Mr. Li tends to manage donations. In short, Mr. Li and I are not a car running on the same road, and there is no need to advise together."

Shi Wenjun frowned and savored: "You're a bit too late, right? This clearly means "different ways and inconsistent"?"

Wang Ai grunted with a stern face: "They all think that a gentleman is like jade, and a gentleman can be deceived. But jade is also a rock, and it bleeds on his head!"