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The simple black shirt clings to the man's upper body, faintly revealing the firm and perfect muscle lines on the lower abdomen.

The buttons of his shirt were fastened to the first one, and his shirt was wet.

Contradiction gives birth to the beauty of abstinence and extreme sexuality.

Song Yefeng stood at the mouth of the cave with a puzzled expression: Could he have seen it wrong? In the heavy rain just now, weren't this Mr. Qin's clothes dry?

Lian Feng leaned crookedly against the stone wall, and the corners of his mouth twitched: Beauty Trick.

Does this still mean that he knows the rigid Qin Ye who is the same as the old man?

Company adjutant on his back.

Is the world too crazy, or am I not fashionable enough?

It can't keep up with the pace of the times.

Song Lingfeng stared out very vigilantly, a pair of sharp eyes staring out.

Lian Feng followed the guard hard: award himself a medal of good lieutenant of Huaguo.

Well, I definitely deserve it.

Young Master Yan leaned lazily against the stone wall, a pair of peach blossom eyes were merry and wanton, and he looked at the extremely seductive man opposite without restraint.

My heart is stirring.

Xiao Qi: Master, don't forget your promise.

Yan Tao ......!!!

Very angry: whose system the hell are you!

Xiao Qi automatically and consciously spoke: It was you who promised Lord Yunkuo, and set up an automatic reminder.

Xiao Qi's face is innocent: I'm just an innocent system.

Yan Tao: Heh.

She pulled the corners of her lower lip, and her eyes were smiling: "Mr. Qin, do you want to take off your clothes and bake them?" I don't know how long it will rain. ”

"No need."

Qin Zong's cold eyes seemed to be a bottomless deep pool, and he couldn't see the depth.

"I'll do it in a minute."

Yan Tao just said casually, seeing that he had no intention of drying his clothes, he casually raised his eyebrows, half-closed his eyes, and began to close his eyes to recuperate.

I am thinking in my heart: Amitabha, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, all beauty is empty......

Little Seven ......

It rained well into the evening.

As night fell, there was still no sign of abating.

The overflowing water outside is still on the rise.

Qin Zong sat silently all the time, but his gaze fell on Yan Tao from time to time.

The meaning is unclear, deep and obscure.

Young Master Yan half-closed his eyes, noticed the man's gaze, and opened his eyes suddenly.

A pair of peach blossom eyes were dyed with a merry smile, and a seductive smile bloomed on the pale and almost transparent face.

The upper body bent slightly, close to the handsome and clear man.

She raised her lips and chuckled, "What, you have a crush on me?" ”

The tone is frivolous, and the yuppie movements are full of hooligan atmosphere.

Live off the appearance of a world-class disciple.

Seeing Qin Zong, he was stunned.

The young man smiled, his fingers as white as jade stretched out, slightly caressing the man's handsome face, and his fingers rubbed his cheeks to tease him.

"Young Master Ben likes beauties the most, why don't you go back with me?"

"You follow me, whatever you want, Young Master Ben can give it to you."

Qin Zongfeng's eyes were as calm as snow, and he looked at her coldly, "Go back with you?" ”

"I haven't seen anything like you," the glamorous aura in Young Master Yan's peach blossom eyes stained the tails of his eyes, "The ones I raised, they can't compare to you in one place, which makes me excited." ”

"It's just an extra scar......"

The young man said, his white fingertips touched the scar between the man's eyebrows, and slowly moved along the scar, looking at him lightly, "It's just a scar, I can help you fill it." ”

"That's perfect."