The man's voice was obscene, and the hand on Shen Wanqing's shoulder was also very obscene.
He gently sniffed the pheromone smell on Shen Wanqing, and was obsessed with it. "It's really a sweet pheromone smell... Sweet strawberry taste, or a weak C-class human who has not been touched!"
"In that case, I'm not polite!" said the man, who was about to hug Shen Wanqing and take her away.
Without waiting for the other hand to hold Shen Wanqing's waist, his hand on the girl's shoulder was held by the girl.
The girl's small hands are thin, not a lot of rubbing, but her skin is very delicate. It feels very comfortable to put it on a man's hand.
The man was stunned. Then, before he was happy, the girl in front of him had raised her head faintly.
The beautiful and exquisite little face has a touch of crimson, but the light brown clear pupils are very sober.
Shen Wanqing opened his long eyelashes and looked at the man in front of him coldly.
The clothes men wear are valuable and frivolous. They smell very smelly. It seems that they are the same as yeqiu. They are a real childe.
But he is far from the number of sections in autumn!
She grabbed each other's wrists. Although her little face was crimson, she was very calm. In the man's surprised eyes, the seemingly weak and petite girl easily abandoned each other's whole arm.
The man's fierce scream came immediately.
She raised her foot and kicked it on the man's stomach. One kick was three meters and hit another telegraph pole.
"Don't touch me, dirty!" she calmly lowered her eyes and looked at the painful and trembling man not far away.
Then Shen Wanqing took a puff, restrained the desire - hope of tumbling in his body, and bit his teeth hard.
What the fuck!
She can't hold it down.
The sight around her was also naked. She could feel the sight of many people in the street.
She took a deep breath and 748 hurriedly said, "host, I just found the trace of the gold Lord's father. It's not far from here!"
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The street cars come and go at night, and the streets with neon lights are very lively.
Qiao Shijin, who had just finished the meal, came out of the hotel, blowing the cool night wind at night, and her head swollen by alcohol seemed to be relieved.
Qiao Shijin rubbed the center of her eyebrows with her fingertips, and her eyes were tired.
As he walked, his fingers carelessly pulled at the necktie.
He gave a little pull. He untied a button and revealed the looming clavicle.
The stuffy feeling was finally relieved.
Qiao Shijin came all the way to the black Maybach parked at the door of the hotel. He just took out his key to open the door. Suddenly, a thin body broke into his arms.
At that moment, Qiao Shijin frowned fiercely. He thought it was a woman who didn't know what to do and wanted to get close to him.
But Qiao Shijin was stunned next.
Because he smelled a little familiar pheromone.
Sweet strawberry milk.
Qiao Shijin frowned, lowered her eyelashes, looked at the girl rubbing in her arms, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
It was her.
The girl in her arms is wearing a thin light blue skirt. Her milky skin is now dyed with an intoxicating reddish. It seems very delicious.
Shen Wanqing grabbed Qiao Shijin's clothes and rubbed his cheeks on the young man's cold suit.
"Brother..."