Chapter 078 Treasure Book taught by Sister Xue

For the warning of Yan Qingcai, he naturally patted his chest on the weekend and promised that he would not. However, after really helping the comet snow go upstairs to sleep, he knew that it was too difficult not to bully the comet snow as Yan Qingcai said.

The drunken comet snow was as soft as if there were no bones. The whole body was attached to the weekend's body, and the warm roundness on the chest inevitably rubbed against the weekend's body, making the weekend's blood boil.

I originally wanted to help the comet snow upstairs on the weekend. After all, Yan Qingcai was still watching behind her, but the blurred comet snow couldn't walk at all. If she wanted to raise her feet upstairs, unless she bent down and held her legs on the weekend.

Moreover, even if the comet snow drinks unconsciously, his hands can't calm down. From time to time, he waved it twice and said a toast vaguely. If he didn't drink it was a grandson or something like that.

This made the task of trying to help her upstairs on the weekend extremely difficult. After nearly ten minutes, the comet snow did not climb the first staircase.

I was looking forward to completing the task of sending the comet snow back to sleep early, and then ran to the hotel and Yan Qingcai's weekend. Looking back, I saw that Yan Qingcai had entered the door of the opposite hotel. On the weekend, I was fierce in my heart and raised my palm and hit the snow's butt drum: "Isn't this a trap? Stop it!"

"Ah!" The comet snow, who had been shaking and toasting, was slapped on the fart drum on the weekend. She was stunned and seemed to resist, but after all, she drank wine and couldn't remember anything. Therefore, she didn't rush to the weekend with blurred eyes. She raised her head and shook her long curly hair hit the weekend's face. The next second She simply hugged the weekend, and then put her face on the weekend's shoulder.

"Uh..." The posture of the comet snow around the weekend is so slutty that she can feel the mouth of the comet snow drooling directly on his neck and smelling the strange fragrance of the hair of the comet snow.

Based on the principle of not taking advantage, he had a thick neck on the weekend and took the opportunity to hold the comet snow. With the reason of hitting the comet snow fart drum, he pinched the buttocks of the comet snow fiercely.

"Who made me a good man, hey!" With the movement of the weekend's hand, the breathing of the comet snow leaning on his shoulder gradually became rapid, and the heavy breathing was clear. It can be imagined that the comet snow was felt. At this critical moment, the weekend shrank his hand and sighed for the first time.

After consciously wanting to help the drunken comet snow upstairs than climbing to the sky, he simply carried the comet snow on his shoulder on the weekend, like carrying a sack.

Five times on the drunk weekend, he couldn't exert himself, and his body was injured everywhere, so he carried the comet snow on his shoulder and his legs trembled, using almost all his strength.

He didn't dare to stop on the weekend, because he was worried that as long as he couldn't hold his breath, he estimated that the comet snow on his shoulder might fall down. At that time, he would get a broken skin or a fracture or something. Not to mention that the comet snow would not let him go, and it was estimated that Yan Qingcai would not give him a good look.

Therefore, although his hand pressed on the lap of the comet snow on the weekend, and although he could feel the fullness of the comet snow's chest pressed on his shoulder, he did not dare to be distracted. He gritted his teeth and pedaled upstairs.

When he threw the comet snow on **, he felt completely weak on the weekend. He was sweating all over, and his trembling legs could not support his body at all. He couldn't care about the comet snow lying down. He suddenly fell up and dressed heavily.

After finally picking up half of his life, he was shocked to find that he was actually pillowed on one leg of the comet snow, and the other leg of the comet snow was directly on his head.

Looking up, he saw all the scenery under the comet snow skirt!

The pair of round, wrapped in trapezoidal trousers, fat and plump, with a trace thinner than the finger at the bottom, and even a few black silks were accidentally seen on the weekend.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he dared to touch his conscience on the weekend and said that he really didn't mean it!

Seeing such a ** scene, I felt dry on the weekend. The only thing I could do was to swallow saliva, squirm my throat up and down, making a gurgling sound.

The next second, he grabbed the leg of the comet snow on his head on the weekend and sat up.

"Damn, don't you want my life?"

I felt that I was seduced by comet snow on the weekend. Although the other party was confused from beginning to end, the scenery at the bottom of the skirt was really imaginative. On the weekend, I could even imagine that the traces of the bottom of the trapezoidal trousers sank slightly were wet.

On the weekend, he rudely threw the leg of the blood-red forehead to **, and then lifted the quilt to cover the seductive mistaken body of the comet snow.

After doing all this, he did not dare to stay in the room on the weekend, because he felt that the weekend was straight. If he stayed for another second, he would have the impulse to make a mistake, so he slammed the door like a ghost.

Is the comet snow really drunk?

Of course not. The woman who has been hanging out in the bar for a long time and is the top princess of the silver emperor in the box will not be unconscious after drinking a few bottles of beer.

Therefore, the comet snow pretends to be drunk.

The sound of the door slamming on the weekend still resounded in the mind of the comet snow. Lying in the quilt covered by herself on the weekend, the comet snow was suddenly very disappointed, and she once again doubted her vision.

Comet Snow felt that her vision had been wrong. She thought Sun Yi was a good person, so she introduced him to Yan Qingcai. Unexpectedly, the other party wanted to show off on her after failing to succeed.

On the weekend, the comet snow also felt that her eyes were wrong.

The first time we met on the weekend, because she was rubbed of tofu on the weekend, and she was a poor boy on the weekend, so Comet Snow classified him as the kind of bastard who had no power, money, powerless and did not want to push down all the women all the time. It was also because of this that she had always opposed Yan Qingcai and weekends together. .

She pretended to be drunk, and she used herself as bait to lure the weekend to reveal her original shape.

When she hit her ass downstairs on the weekend, she thought she had succeeded, so after carrying her ** on the weekend, she cleverly exposed her skirt to the weekend.

The weekend did show its nature and want to push down the comet snow, but that is an instinct. Even if the weekend is replaced by a Taoist monk, it is estimated that the scenery under the comet snow skirt will break.

So, the comet snow lost.

The unconvinced comet snow sat up from **. She took out her mobile phone and called Yan Qingcai and said, "Qingcai, that boy didn't go to my bed. Isn't your Xue so **?"

"Hey hey!" Yan Qingcai on the phone smiled proudly. Of course, she was actually secretly relieved behind this smile.

She also participated in this matter when the comet snow pretended to be drunk to test the weekend. Why did she have to leave the room in advance from the weekend instead of accompanying the comet snow back on the weekend?

"Our brother Zhou is not the kind of man you said. Our brother Zhou is fine!" After getting a satisfactory answer, Yan Qingcai, who was lying in the hostel watching TV, quickly hung up the phone. She decided that she must give a big gift for the weekend tonight, an unforgettable gift in her life.

The comet snow on the other end of the phone, listening to the beep from the mobile phone, she will smile.

"Green vegetables, enjoy it. As you said, in your most beautiful years, you need to find a pleasing man and give everything to him. You succeed and bless you!"

When he was still in the baby's travel agency on the weekend, it was the comet snow that pretended to be Yan Qingcai and sent him a text message.

"But is it really worthy of the weekend to do this? If he knows the truth, will he be sad? Vegetable, have you ever thought that one day he will go crazy for you?

"Hey!"

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After escaping from the single room shared by Yan Qingcai and Comet Snow on the weekend, he first squatted downstairs and smoked a cigarette fiercely, throwing away all the evil thoughts about Comet Snow in his heart before going to the hotel where Yan Qingcai opened a room.

After a long night, it was finally time to get along with Yan Qingcai alone. After walking into the hotel, his heart began to live up on the weekend. His mind was full of ** scene of doing that with Yan Qingcai on the sofa in the AC bar box before. Because of too much excitement, his hands trembled when he knocked on the door.

Isn't it Yan Qingcai? Hearing the knock on the door, her heart beat to her throat.

Pressing her beating heart, Yan Qingcai deliberately kept herself calm. She grabbed the door lock and asked outside the door in a trembling voice, "Who?"

"Me!" Hearing the question in the room was Yan Qingcai. On the weekend standing at the door, he seemed to be afraid that the people in the next or opposite room would hear it. He lowered his voice and said, "Green vegetables, open the door quickly."

On the weekend, he found that while he asked Yan Qingcai to open the door, Xiao Zhou Zhou looked up crazily, which was very high, and it was impossible to suppress it no matter how he suppressed it.

The next second, the door opens!

Yan Qingcai opened the door very small, and the door left was also very small, just a closed crack in the door.

I was going to rush in at once on the weekend, but I was afraid that Yan Qingcai would be hit by standing behind the door, so he suppressed the ecstasy of his heart and paused and said, "Green vegetables, am I in?"

"Hmm!" The sound of Yan Qingcai came from the crack of the door, which was very low and soft, but in the heart of the weekend, there were stormy waves. At the same time, the closed door was opened by Yan Qingcai, and the soft girl was shy and beautiful at the door. How touching it was.

On the weekend, he rushed up, in a fierce posture like a fight, pushing Yan Qingcai back and directly hitting the big bed in the room.

I was not in the mood to close the door with my hand. On the weekend, I kicked back and fell on the door.

While Yan Qingcai was pushed on her back by the weekend, her big hand had reached into her skirt and grabbed the ball.

Yan Qingcai made a frequent whisper, and his arms hurriedly put his arms around the back of the weekend's head, allowing the weekend's face to lean on her chest.

The young man and woman who first tasted the taste of the incident described in the villain's book were far more enthusiastic about this matter than the extreme of human imagination. They pressed Yan Qingcai under their bodies. On weekends, they quickly pulled off their clothes and trousers from their bodies. Their hands stroked Yan Qingcai's smooth and seductive body. From the forehead to the sole of the foot, and then the heel to Yan Qingcai's neck.

Soon, on the weekend, he stretched out Yan Qingcai's beautiful legs with both hands and set off the posture of attack.

At this most critical moment, Yan Qingcai fell off the chain. Originally as docile as a sheep, she turned into a brave tigress at this moment and hardly responded to the weekend. She turned over and pressed the weekend under her body.

"Green vegetables, you..." Looking at Yan Qingcai riding on him with his back and Yan Qingcai's bright and snow-white back, he was dumbfounded and completely dumbfounded on the weekend.

"Brother Zhou, this is the treasure book taught to me by Sister Xue. You lie down and enjoy it..." As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qingcai gently buried his head in front of the small weekend...

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"Brother Zhou, if I am gone, will you miss me?" After the wind and rain, Yan Qingcai pillowed on her arm like a happy little woman on the weekend and asked such a fairy-tale question coquettishly.

"How can there be such an if?" It's not that I haven't seen the TV series on weekends, so I won't believe such nonsense. "If you are not there that day, I'm afraid you will also dislike me, get tired of me, and run away. If that's the case, I'll let you go!"

Yan Qingcai suddenly cried without warning: "Brother Zhou, I can't bear to run away. Even if you hit me and drive me away, I won't, because..."

"I can't bear to part with you!"

"Wow...Wow...I'm reluctant to leave you...Wow...What should I do...I can't bear it...Wow..."

"Wow..."