Chapter 819

The laziness on Wen Qing's face suddenly subsided, his face changed, and his thin lips became a line.

What the hell is this now?

Shit, is he a duck?

"Wen Qing..." Zheng Meijia climbed up to him and kissed him on the lip. "Don't go, OK."

Wen Qing looks at the sample that she seems to want to send again. She has a bitter smile in her heart.

Why does he have to be a duck again?

He opened the woman, the whole person like eating a fly, dry way, "roll."

His tone was not vicious at all. Zheng Meijia didn't deal with him once or twice. Knowing that he wasn't angry with her, he rolled his naked body into his arms and said with a smile, "look, I'm rolling. I'm rolling into your arms."

Wen Qing's eyes are not good at staring at her, "believe it or not, I'll throw it out for you?"

"Throw it, throw it!" Zheng Meijia, with a firm heart, said, "I know I'm a disgrace, so don't you? No, it's still on my way

Wen qingmo.

Even if she was not his woman, she left his mark on her body.

Sleeping is sleeping. It has nothing to do with the number of times.

For a long time, Wen Qing wiped her face, half compromised and half helpless.

"Whatever you want."

The thickness of the woman's face, he really feel inferior.

Duck is duck. No one knows except him.

You can beat yourself in the face. Anyway, it can't be spread.

"Well Come again? "

Zheng Meijia licked her dry lips and thought about the shame before the snow. Her cute little face suddenly became much more charming. The speed of changing her face was no slower than turning a book.

Wen Qing sarcastic hook lips, "fine points are fun?"

"Dare you say you don't like it?" Zheng Meijia deliberately rubbed him a few times, and then the whole person was lying on him. The skin between them seemed to have bursts of current flowing, "it's immoral to lie."

Wen Qing

Forget it. She can do whatever she likes.

She was sick and he was infected by her.

Let's give up the treatment for the time being

The color of food is also good.

By the time they finally had enough to eat, two hours had passed.

At the end of this time, Zheng Meijia did not cling to him like a beautiful snake.

"I'll take a shower." She just took the robe and put it on. By the way, she gave him a wink. "Do you want to join us?"

Wen Qing's whole body was smoking at the head of the bed like no bones. He didn't even look at her. He was very upset.

Every time it's like this, he will regret after eating it. Why does regret have contact with her again? Why can't he control his will and body in the face of her initiative?

Zheng Meijia went into the bathroom and hummed an unknown song.

She buries her body in the bathtub full of red marks, allowing the water to wash continuously.

After washing, she wiped the water vapor on a mirror and saw her white and red face in the mirror.

She stroked her clavicle with her slender fingers, stopped on the tooth mark, and then laughed bitterly.

She turned herself into the kind of person she once looked down upon most.

Zheng Meijia, Zheng Meijia, what's your future?

Eaten by a dog?

"Wen Qing, you are the doom of my life!"

She laughed at herself and pulled down the towel, revealing the charming arc.

There is no woman with small breasts in the world, there will always be a squeeze.

What's more, she's not small, OK? It's just that the big one is not spicy. Obviously

Zheng Meijia lifted her hair, tilted her head, put a charming smile on her face and walked out of the bathroom.