Leng Shuming gathered hundreds of people. Before he could rush to the police station to save Zhao Xiaotian, he had already called himself and asked for a room.

He held a hijab in his hand and looked back at his subordinates with a fierce look on his face. He thought to himself that this boss was so embarrassing that he was so embarrassed that he was not fooling others!

"Brothers, the action is cancelled and withdrawn!" Leng Shuming waved his hand and was the first to get into the car and drove towards his hotel.

When he arrived at the hotel, Zhao Xiaotian and two women and a little girl had arrived, and several people happened to meet at the entrance of the hotel.

"Are you okay?" Leng Shuming was stunned. Zhao Xiaotian seemed not injured, and he was like a ok person. There was a woman he didn't know was next to him. He looked pure and unparalleled. Leng Shuming was very puzzled. Why did he know her?

Not only did such a big disturbance not only happen, but he also hugged the beauty. What magic does Zhao Xiaotian have?

"What can I do?" Zhao Xiaotian's rebellious question made Leng Shuming feel embarrassed and could only guide the way for a few people. He had already greeted the hotel, and the presidential suite on the top floor was ready.

Leng Shuming also planned to escort Zhao Xiaotian upstairs, but before he could enter the elevator, Zhao Xiaotian ruthlessly refused and pushed him out.

It only took Leng Shuming a short time to go from a gangster boss to Zhao Xiaotian's younger brother, which may be the most unexpected down-and-out in Guangdong history.

The four of them found the room. When they walked in, Shen Keke had slowly recovered. At least they knew who Zhao Xiaotian and An Xiaozhu were, but they still hugged Dong Yuqing's waist and refused to let go.

Dong Yuqing also looked at Shen Keke with a pitiful look and quietly hugged her in her arms.

Zhao Xiaotian looked around the presidential suite and had never lived in such a luxurious house as this old age. When he was in a daze, Dong Yuqing said, "You are tired, can we take a shower together?"

bath!

Zhao Xiaotian was excited and turned his head and said, "Okay, okay, let's take a shower together."

But as soon as she turned around, she found Dong Yuqing squatting on the ground, touching Shen Keke's face with a concern. When she heard Zhao Xiaotian's words, she turned to look at Zhao Xiaotian, and her face turned red.

Zhao Xiaotian also felt embarrassed. It turned out that the person who wanted to take a bath with her was not Zhao Xiaotian, but Shen Keke.

An Xiaozhu pouted, thinking to herself, Zhao Xiaotian, you are really kind. If anyone else had found that this sentence was a misunderstanding, then she would definitely find a crack in the ground and pierce it to death.

Dong Yuqing looked at Zhao Xiaotian apologetically and took Shen Keke into the bathroom.

This little girl is very cute, which makes Dong Yuqing feel distressed. Especially after seeing her being too scared, Dong Yuqing wanted to take good care of her. Only after this contact did she know what it means to be pitiful to me.

Zhao Xiaotian looked at Dong Yuqing's back and felt very hated. If it weren't for Shen Keke, then Dong Yuqing's little hand should be holding him now, and the two of them could have a romantic bath. He has been doing it for a long time.

I have never seen Dong Yuqing's body. And a few years later, Dong Yuqing seemed to be slimmer. I wonder if her slim waist is as soft as Conqiang.

As he thought about it, Zhao Xiaotian's body reacted strongly, and his little brother had already aroused his anger before he knew it.

Since Zhao Xiaotian was wearing a very ordinary torn pants, this pants had no advantages. The only thing that satisfies Zhao Xiaotian was comfortable. Why is it comfortable? Because it is soft. But in this soft crotch, the little guy was uneasy.

He held his head high and let An Xiaozhu see clearly.

"Puchi." An Xiaozhu couldn't help laughing, covering her mouth and giggling.

Zhao Xiaotian had been immersed in the fantasy, but An Xiaozhu smiled and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

An Xiaozhu pointed to Zhao Xiaotian's lower body, without saying anything or avoiding it.

Zhao Xiaotian lowered his head and saw his embarrassment. He quickly looked around and immediately found the seat of the sofa, sat on the top at a speed of 100 meters, then raised his legs and said to An Xiaozhu with a slanted body: "You

When did this little girl become so vulgar? She stared at someone else's body, you...you...you hooligan."

In his heart, An Xiaozhu has always been the little loli who has never grown up. He doesn't even blink, but also has a pea pod figure worth cultivating. In his impression, An Xiaozhu has always been wearing a pleated skirt and jumping around.

Follow Zhao Xiaotian and let him do some cruel and funny things.

"I'm a hooligan? I don't know who was looking at someone's back just now, and even turned around. It's so shameless." As soon as he finished speaking, An Xiaozhu regretted it. For Zhao Xiaotian, shamelessness is no longer a swearing word.

, but a kind of praise, praising his noble quality with a thicker face than the city wall.

Zhao Xiaotian was speechless, snorted and stopped talking, turning his head to hide his emotions.

An Xiaozhu was wearing a denim jacket. She took it off gently, threw it aside, and said to Zhao Xiaotian, "They are going to take a shower, and I want to go too. Do you want to be together?"

"Together?" Zhao Xiaotian's heart trembled. This was a naked seduction, without any concealment.

"I don't want to go together with you three women." Zhao Xiaotian's expression was very disgusted.

"Are you stupid? This is the presidential suite. Do you think there is only one bathroom?"

Zhao Xiaotian has never lived in it, so of course he doesn’t know what kind of facilities there are in the Presidential Suite. Then he thought, does An Xiaozhu want to play with him?

"What's the point of washing with you, a little brat? Take a shower and go to bed quickly. When you grow up, think about today. Don't you feel shy?"

An Xiaozhu was a little angry. In Zhao Xiaotian's eyes, she would always be a child who never grew up: "Zhao Xiaotian, I ask you, how old were you when I met you?"

"You are nineteen years old, in your prime, and in full spirit." Zhao Xiaotian stood up straight to commemorate his lost youth.

"How old am I when you were nineteen?" An Xiaozhu asked again.

"I claim to be eighteen, but I don't know if you are lying about your age."

"I was eighteen that year, four years passed. How old am I?" An Xiaozhu took a step forward and was aggressive.

"Don't you count? You're twenty-two now." Zhao Xiaotian said with a pout without looking at An Xiaozhu.

"Then I will tell you now that I am twenty-two years old and no longer a girl. I should be called an adult woman now. Do you understand?" An Xiaozhu said, arching her body and looking down at Zhao Xiaotian sitting on the sofa.

With this bow, the two people's faces were very close, so close that they could feel the other's breathing.

An Xiaozhu took off her coat, and there was only a base strap inside. When she bent down, Zhao Xiaotian subconsciously looked at An Xiaozhu's chest.

It doesn't matter when he sees it. He finally understood what An Xiaozhu meant by "adult woman". She has really grown up, not only in her mind, but also in her breasts that are no longer pea pods. Now it is revealed in Zhao Xiaotian's eyes.

It is a white chest, with deep ravines that cannot be seen at first sight, and her young body is even white and delicate.

"When did her breasts grow bigger?" Zhao Xiaotian felt over and over. He just needed to raise his head slightly to kiss An Xiaozhu's lips. He just needed to raise his hand gently to put the chest on his chest.

Hold it softly in the palm of your hand and play with it.

As he looked, Zhao Xiaotian's little brother became restless again. Even though he crossed his legs, he raised a large piece.

An Xiaozhu looked down, with a satisfied smile on her mouth, and placed her slender hand on Zhao Xiaotian's legs, sliding up and down, and said, "From your reaction, I have already admitted the fact that I am mature."

She was very satisfied. Although compared with Dong Yuqing, An Xiaozhu's figure cannot be considered perfect. However, this visual impact of budding and the shyness of not fulfilling her work always challenged Zhao Xiaotian and stimulated his male hormones.

People say that men chase women and women chasing each other, while women chase men chasing each other. Now An Xiaozhu takes the initiative. Under the premise that Zhao Xiaotian recognizes that she is a woman, the ambiguous atmosphere in the air began to surge, which made Zhao Xiaotian upset.

It was messy, and the breath was a bit heavy.

An Xiaozhu's hand touched Zhao Xiaotian's legs faintly, slowly moving upwards, and was about to grab his life gate.

Zhao Xiaotian suddenly woke up, pushed An Xiaozhu away, took a deep breath, tilted his head and said, "You should do whatever you should do, don't expect to make a decision."

Anything will become a kind of fun in An Xiaozhu's eyes. For example, Zhao Xiaotian was angry and wanted to kill someone, such as watching others live a life worse than death. However, under the premise of the ambiguous relationship between the two, An Xiaozhu felt what it means to be like a knife.

The feeling of peeling off the flesh and blood in my heart is breathless.

Unable to hold it back for a moment, An Xiaozhu's eyes turned red, tears fell down, and she looked at Zhao Xiaotian with grievance.

Zhao Xiaotian heard a sob, and when he turned his head, An Xiaozhu was crying. What he feared most was that women cried, and he had never seen An Xiaozhu cried. In Zhao Xiaotian's eyes, although An Xiaozhu was young, she was extremely optimistic.

How could you cry?

"You... why are you crying? I didn't scold you." Zhao Xiaotian stood up and was at a loss. He wanted to support An Xiaozhu's shoulder to comfort her, but he was afraid that he would be moved when touching her body, which would be troublesome.

An Xiaozhu's crying sound became more and more rapid, and her tears were like the broken raindrops, and she couldn't stop.

"Okay, okay, stop crying, it's me that's not good. You are a woman, and a plump woman, okay." Zhao Xiaotian finally held An Xiaozhu's shoulder with both hands and lowered his head to comfort him softly.

"Didn't you tell me to do whatever I should do? What can I do? In the past four years, I have given up going to school, given up training in the military region, and traveled all over China to find the devil's prison. Am I doing it for fun? I'm just like

I want to see if you are still alive. I am so bored and sad after you leave." An Xiaozhu's sobbing body trembled slightly, and her chest also fluctuated.

Zhao Xiaotian inadvertently realized again that An Xiaozhu was not wearing underwear, and her round body was all standing proudly with her youth.
Chapter completed!