Text Text_Chapter 97 Night Run
Men, it's all like this, duplicitous.
These women have shrewd eyes.
Every look, every movement, every wave of your hand, every lift of your foot, they all know very well what it contains.
The woman holding Duan Lang in her arms, if she is purely in terms of appearance, she can indeed be regarded as a first-class beauty.
But as for the beauties, there are also many levels, okay?
"I'm sorry, I'm so tired. Duan Lang refused. It's not easy to come out and mix. If he had been dressed and fed from the beginning, who would want to come out and be ridden by thousands of people, and ten thousand people would have a long heart, Duan Lang just wanted to use a very polite behavior to make this young lady let go.
"Sir, you can give it a try. The woman continued to smile delicately.
"I want to, too, but I don't have any money. Duan Lang shrugged helplessly and said.
The woman ......was speechless for a moment, and a pair of slender hands were very reluctant to part.
How could she have thought that she had finally caught a guest, but she was a poor man?
No money, no money, why do you talk so much?
Looking at Duan Lang who was leaving in a hurry, the woman gritted her teeth for a while, and at this moment, she saw a lewd uncle not far away, and quickly straightened her mood and greeted her.
"Handsome ......"
Something like this happens every day.
Duan Lang walked out, and a cigarette had already been sucked.
What happened just now, he only regarded it as a small episode on the road of life.
That woman was really good.
If you have money on you, you can throw a few hundred dollars to make a fortune.
After all, tonight's incident, Duan Lang is indeed a headache.
He just wanted to vent now, even if it was against a dog.
It's just that such an idea is just a thought.
The most important thing now is to quickly return to the Spring Villa of the Thatched Cottage.
As for how to explain it to Han Jianing, Duan Lang was not clear at all.
It is estimated that if you can't do it, the two of you will have to fight for a long time. However, for such a thing, Duan Lang has long been accustomed to it.
Han Jianing's attitude towards him in the ward was completely an accident.
Duan Lang could only think so.
It's not far from the spring of the thatched cottage.
Duan Lang walked for a while, then simply took off his shirt and trotted all the way.
In his former military career, for such a distance, Duan Lang would not be able to take it seriously. But even if it is closer, it still does not take time? all the way to trot, about ten minutes, a Maserati rushed by, only ran out of a section, and then reversed, and the window slowly rolled down, revealing a very delicate face.
"What, running?" Mu Qianjiao was charming, dressed in a red evening dress, which set off her figure at a glance, Duan Lang slowly walked to the front of the car, looked in from the car, condescending, and her pupils couldn't help but shrink for a while, because Mu Qianjiao's full chest, there was a large area of whiteness, which was unreservedly presented under Duan Lang's eyes, and along the whiteness all the way in, there was a very deep ravine.
Flirtatious.
Charming.
Charming.
This woman......
Her smile and smile all show a thousand kinds of style.
If Duan Lang hadn't slept with her, he would have known Mu Qianjiao's lust for death in bed, and at this time, I was afraid that I couldn't bear it anymore, so I pulled the car door and fought for three hundred rounds.
"yes, night run. Duan Lang gasped, pulled the car door, sat in the co-pilot, and got closer to Mu Qianjiao, his upper body was naked, and there were beads of sweat on his sturdy body, revealing an endless smell of men all over his body.
This is a man's domineering, a man's flamboyance.
Mu Qianjiao suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
She had just finished attending a banquet, and she happened to pass by here, and saw a familiar figure running wild in the middle of the night, who would have thought that this person would be Duan Lang?
Mu Qianjiao, who had not experienced the life of Yunyu for many years, was out of control after tasting that kind of quick reversal for the first time in Duan Lang.
Her body was slightly stunned, her fingers pressed a switch, the windows were all closed, she straightened her full chest, and said, "What, I didn't run all night, and now I want to eat meat?"
"It's the same exercise, but in a different way, doesn't your current provocative expression mean that you want to eat meat?" Duan Lang gently probed under Mu Qianjiao's chin with one hand, who knows, Mu Qianjiao was out of control, a pair of white hands, instantly hugged Duan Lang, kissed frantically, and kept panting.
For this, Duan Lang was not subtle at all, and instantly put down the seat behind Mu Qianjiao, and while holding Mu Qianjiao with one hand, he pressed it frantically......
In human beings, flesh is in flesh.
Move up and down, and it's fun.
Duan Lang vaguely remembered that when he was a little child, he saw the poem in a public toilet, and he thought it was interesting, so he remembered it in his mind, but at that time, Duan Lang, where did he understand the meaning of this poem, and he didn't understand what it meant to be in life, flesh in flesh, and how people could move up and down, and where the fun came from.
A few years later, when Duan Lang experienced this kind of fun for the first time, he was out of control, and he suddenly became enlightened, and the confusion hidden in his heart dissipated layer by layer.
"Can't you be gentle next time?" After finishing the matter, Mu Qianjiao took out a piece of paper and wiped her lips, the white tissue was stained with a lot of red blood, this bastard, as if he hadn't eaten a woman for hundreds of years, almost swallowed her alive just now.
"Gentle?" Duan Lang grasped the word, lazily lit a cigarette, and looked up and down at Mu Qianjiao, who was sitting in the car with her evening dress pushing down her knees. "What effect can gentleness have against a woman like you?"
"Duan Lang, what do you mean?" Mu Qianjiao's face suddenly changed when she heard this, she asked a little shyly, and a little annoyed. What is the effect of dealing with a woman like her, what effect can gentleness have? Could it be that she is very hungry and thirsty? Mu Qianjiao's heart is called an indignant.
"It's not interesting. Duan Lang spit out a puff of smoke rings and said. "I'm just saying, you're very capable. ”
"You, why don't you die?" Mu Qianjiao said angrily.
"I'm dead, who will you?" Duan Lang asked half-jokingly.
"Get out. Mu Qianjiao seemed to be in trouble by Duan Lang, and she didn't want to talk too much nonsense with this man at all, pointing out of the car and saying.
"Don't plan to send me?" Duan Lang asked.
"Don't you like to exercise?Then keep exercising, how can I disturb your Yaxing?" Mu Qianjiao grabbed Duan Lang's clothes and pants and threw them out of the car window, and Duan Lang, who was frightened, quickly pulled the car door to pick it up.
Is this woman like you?
Eat dry and wipe clean, and you are not ready to be responsible?
He worked so hard just now, didn't he just want Mu Qianjiao to send him back?
"Duan Lang, you are a scumbag. Mu Qianjiao grabbed Duan Lang's underwear on the chair, threw it out at once, and immediately stepped on the accelerator to the end, Maserati ran wildly and disappeared in an instant, Duan Lang stood on the side of the road aggrievedly, when the car was rushing, he only felt a strong wind, and the next moment, his little inner fell on his face with a "snap".