(She doesn't know if Feng Qingyu hung up the phone, and she doesn't know if Tong Yanjue is still listening on the other side of the phone.)

She bit her lips so hard, trying hard to get off Feng Qingyu. However, she had no strength at all. Under Feng Qingyu's control, she couldn't even struggle. She could only lean there and was constantly hit by him.

Her eyes were red and she stared at Feng Qingyu fiercely. Her fingers pinched Feng Qingyu hard, hoping to release the pleasure brought by her body's pleasure. Obviously, she should not feel anything at all at this time. She should protest with indifference, but every powerful crash in, every forceful penetration, could make her feel that every cell in her body was clamoring for ultimate happiness...

Her body completely betrayed herself...

Feng Qingyu seemed to see Shabeier's forbearance, and a cruel cold flashed in his eyes. Seeing Shabeier almost bit his lips and bleeding, his eyes were full of hatred. He seemed to be accusing him of why he did this and why he forced her in this way.

He was obviously forced by desire, but he was stubborn and unwilling to make a sound. Although this was what he wanted, he would rather hurt himself than scream, just because he was afraid of being watched by Tong Yanjue on the other side of the phone.

There was a gloom in his eyes. In a way that drove Shabel even more crazy, his thin lips suddenly stepped forward and kissed Shabel's lips. He bit her lips, making it impossible for her to bite.

After kissing her deeply, Shaber's body became even more sensitive with the strength on her waist.

The pleasure accumulates higher and higher, and the consciousness becomes more and more chaotic, and the feeling of the previous one comes again. The whole person seems to be stepping on soft cotton, and when Feng Qingyu's thin lips leave, Sha Beier's throat makes a more charming sound...

"Yeah...ah..."

When he found out that he screamed, Shabeier didn't know if he was collapsed or was already like this. He had only the consciousness and had no choice but to worry about his feelings. He should have forgotten whether Tong Yanjue on the other side of the phone had heard it, and he couldn't imagine what kind of feeling he would feel after hearing it...

One by one, passionate voice...

"Feng Qingyu!"

My mind went blank. When my body reached its limit, my eyes turned black and I lay on Feng Qingyu's shoulders, and I fainted. Before I was unconscious, I couldn't tell whether it was a mess or something else. I could only roar in resentment, although my hoarse throat was not intimidating. Thinking that Yan Jue heard it all the way, she felt like she wanted to stuff herself into the gap.

Feng Qingyu felt that the person in his arms had really fainted, and Feng Qingyu, who had not yet had enough fun, frowned.

She couldn't stand the tossing...

She was still holding Shabeier's hand, and she was as frustrated as the eggplant she had made. Because of the extreme high point, the inner wall of her body tightened and tightened, making him extremely powerful...

I took a look at the sky and it was almost noon. Ruirui would come back in the afternoon and there was still some serious work.

My brain will turn quickly, so let her go first, as the future will be long.

He held Shaber and pressed against the wall, back and forth dozens of times. As Shaber was getting tighter and tighter, his waist and eyes numbed out, and he ended in a hurry, and he handed over all his enthusiasm to Shaber.

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Tong Yanjue on the phone just sent Tong Liya to kindergarten. He called him more than a dozen times last night but no one answered him. He thought Shabeier was going to be calm, so he didn't continue calling.

She didn't sleep well at night. When Lily woke up and asked about Shabel, he could only say that she had something to do and left first. Today he sent her to kindergarten. Tong Liya was very obedient and obediently with him. She bought breakfast outside and then sent it to kindergarten.

After sending Lily to kindergarten, she got into the car and called Shabel.

No one answered again.

After calling several times, the car was driving. When I was waiting for the traffic light, I continued to call, but no one answered it. When I arrived at the office, I sent her a text message, asking her to wake up and call him back. When it was past nine o'clock, the phone that was put aside still did not ring. Tong Yanjue picked up his cell phone and pulled out Shabeier's phone again.

I called a few more times and thought no one would answer the answer. Who knew that when I was about to give up, the phone suddenly answered.

Tong Yanjue felt that Shaber was willing to answer the phone, so he must have forgiven him. However, he didn't expect that when he answered the phone, he would hear such a familiar ambiguous voice.

He is not a pure little boy, and he even heard the same ambiguous voice from the woman riding on his waist a few months ago.

It was the sound that came from the throat when the love was in great shape. The familiar female voice was the sound of a male panting. Although it was not familiar with Feng Qingyu, the sound that made it sounded and its unique magnetism could be seen at first hearing.

The woman who rejected him last night was now under another man, rejoicing. The charming voice made like a good cat, and the refusal and rejection in his arms. It was as if his touch was a poison, and so tortured.

It’s not that I don’t want to be touched by men, but that I don’t want to be touched by him.

The hand holding the phone, blue veins surged on the back of the hand...

"Ruirui..."

As soon as I shouted two words, I heard a beeping sound.

The phone was cut off, and Tong Yanjue felt his heart sinking to the deepest part. When he was blaming himself here, she was lying under Feng Qingyu and enjoying it...

It's like being slapped hard...

Ruirui...

How could you be so mean to me...

The eyes were gloomy and terrible, and the most important self-esteem of a man was hit at all...

He pulled out Shaber's phone again without hesitation...

The phone has not ringed again.

Sorry, the phone you called has been turned off. (What can you think of in this area?)

After repeating this several times, the phone was turned off. Tong Yanjue suddenly stood up, picked up the coat on one side with one hand and put it on, opened the office door and walked out.

"Master, there are ten minutes left..."

"Master, where are you going?"

Tong Yanjue took a quick step, and his words were thrown behind his ears. He just walked out with a cold face and was gloomy. He quickly took the elevator and went straight down.

When I got into the car, I stepped on the accelerator and headed towards Angelo's residence...

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When he finally gave up leaving, the sleepy Shaber moaned.

As soon as he left, he was like pulling out a plug, and all the enthusiasm that had been there three times surged out. When he left, his hands were slightly loose. Shabel's legs slid down his control, and the enthusiasm went down his snow-white thighs...

His enthusiasm mixed with her enthusiasm and slowly slid down the inside of his snow-white thighs.

Feng Qingyu's eyes turned dim again when he saw this scene.

Looking at Sha Beier with a flushed and tired face, after weighing the pros and cons, Feng Qingyu pursed his thin lips and vented his chest. He pinched twice vigorously and balanced it. Sha Beier was pinched a few times with such strong revenge, and his eyelids were not opened even if he was heavy...

The traces of passion, his passion, touched her snow-white thighs, and were covered between her legs...

There is a feeling called the sense of accomplishment of the male protagonist. However, physical strength really needs to be practiced, but he does not always release his ** to a woman who faints from him every time.

With his arms relaxed, Shaber picked up his arms horizontally and prepared to put it on the bed.

"Um……"

Sha Beier was covered in slippery liquid. When Feng Qingyu picked her up, he moved so tiredly and moved to a comfortable position. He had heavy eyelids and was tired in his body. Compared with Feng Qingyu's physical strength, it was not of the same level. If this man really did, he would kill her, and he would not be tired at all.

Very uncomfortable...

The state of Shabeier, which Feng Qingyu has never practiced...

Although he had strong desires, he was still restrained and had never been able to open his eyes when he practiced Shaber.

Even though he was so tired in the past, when Feng Qingyu left, Shabeier could still get out of bed and clean himself, clean the room and then sleep.

This time, I really practiced too much...

In addition, Shaber has not been trained for a long time, and the consequences are like this.

Feng Qingyu habitually went to take a shower after finishing his work. At this time, he was standing by the bed holding Shabeier and looking at Shabeier in his arms. He frowned because of his discomfort, and felt slippery everywhere on his body, which was indeed not very comfortable.

I never considered the idea of ​​helping Shabel clean up after finishing it. After each time, I just pulled myself away and cleaned it.

At this moment, looking at Shaber who was uncomfortable in his arms.

Ruirui will come back later. If Ruirui sees her appearance...

His brain was rotating quickly, and Feng Qingyu was already walking into the bathroom with Sha Beier while thinking.

He held Shaber in his arms with one hand, and looked at the wet liquid stained on Shaber's body with a little unskilled hand.

When he washed his big hand to Shaber's most private place, he looked at the red and swollen place he was tossed by himself. When he touched his hand, he obviously felt the liquid that was seeping out of it, which belonged to him. The white was dispersed by the water flow, and the force on his hand was a little lighter.

He seemed to have really practiced it. Shabel was confused and felt water rushing through his body. The most private part of his body that was a little painful seemed to be touched by a pair of big hands. His eyes narrowed heavily, but he just opened the gap slightly, and the blurry figure in front of him...

Is it Feng Qingyu?

The confused brain, the confused consciousness, the heavy eyes, the slightly narrowed eyes were just a moment, and then closed again.

I fell into a sleep again, and then I really didn't know anything...

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During this sleep, Shabeier didn't sleep for a long time. Her eyelids were still heavy, but because she was worried about Ruirui's return, she did not sleep unrestrainedly. When her stomach started to rumbling, she happily woke her from her sleep.

When she was awake, Shabeier felt that she had just been run over by a car (a bloody sentence, the author floated calmly...), and her whole body was as painful as it was dismantled and reorganized. She was tired and hungry.

it hurts……

Very sour...

There was nothing in my body that was not sore, especially somewhere, which was even more painful.

When Shaber was shocked by the discomfort between her legs, the scene two hours ago suddenly came to his mind.

she……

and……

Feng Qingyu...

His eyes suddenly opened and he flicked up from the bed.

“Uh…um…”
To be continued...