Very Secretary - Chapter 342 Protrusion

Lu Jianhong quickly stopped the car, turned his head and asked Qu Yang who was sitting in the back row with concern: "What's going on?"

Qu Yang bent over. It was hot. She was wearing a sleeveless low-neck T-shirt. When she bent down, a deep ru groove appeared on her chest. Qu Yang trembled slightly and said softly: "Brother Lu, my stomach hurts so much. Can you help me rub it?"

Lu Jianhong hesitated a little. Although he was familiar with Qu Yang, he was still hesitant to ask him to do such intimate behavior.

Qu Yang's humming became louder, as if he could not bear the pain. Lu Jianhong had to turn off the car, turn on the inner light, and reach the back row, Qu Yang lay on his back seat, pressed his hand on his lower abdomen, and whispered: "Here, help me rub it."

Although Qu Yang was lying on her back, the pair of chest devices on her chest did not lie down but were deformed, but instead seemed even taller. Lu Jianhong trembled and stretched out his hand and pressed it on Qu Yang's lower abdomen. Although there was a layer of clothes, she could still feel that her lower abdomen was flat and strong.

Lu Jianhong rubbed her lower abdomen for a few times, felt very embarrassed, and asked, "Qu Yang, what do you think?"

"Well, I feel a little more comfortable, go down a little further." A whispered from Qu Yang's mouth.

Lu Jianhong obediently moved down a little, and could feel the bulge below her lower abdomen. At this time, Qu Yang suddenly held Lu Jianhong's hand and pressed it to a private place. The other hand hugged Lu Jianhong's neck with force, bit Lu Jianhong's ears, and gasped and said, "Brother Lu, I want it."

Qu Yang was very strong, and Lu Jianhong would not have thought that she would have such an effect. When she hugged her, her face suddenly pressed against Qu Yang's chest. She didn't wear a chest tattoo. Lu Jianhong suddenly noticed the bulge of Qu Yang's head.

Lu Jianhong raised his head vigorously, Qu Yang's arms wrapped around his neck, and his whole body hung on Lu Jianhong. The warm breath brushed across his face, and only Qu Yang's breath was heard in his ears: "Brother Lu, I like you so much, I want, I want to give everything to you."

Lu Jianhong was extremely calm at this time, and he firmly pulled Qu Yang's hand away and said, "Qu Yang, who do you think of me? Sit down quickly."

"I think of you as my man." Qu Yang pressed against Lu Jianhong's body like a leech, attached himself to his ear and gasped heavily. He pulled Lu Jianhong's top with one hand, and the other hand crawled into his belt to grab his little brother.

Lu Jianhong suddenly stepped back and almost roared: "Enough!"

Qu Yang was shocked by Lu Jianhong's shout, and Lu Jianhong took the opportunity to exit the car door. It is undeniable that Qu Yang's body was very energetic, but Lu Jianhong had no sexual interest at this time. Of course, it was not that Qu Yang's attraction was not enough, but that Lu Jianhong's mind was extremely clear.

Although Qu Yang knew him, he was not as good as a play. There were indeed encounters and went to bed in a short time in foreign movies, but that was a movie after all. Besides, Lu Jianhong is a standard Chinese. He was not as promiscuous as he went to bed when he met a woman. Although Qu Yang was very attractive, he was one level worse than Lang Jing. Lu Jianhong and Lang Jing were alone in the same room, and still had the determination to control himself, let alone Qu Yang. Lu Jianhong then thought that as the saying goes, there must be monsters when things are abnormal. Is Qu Yang really just want to be with him for a while or has other purpose? Lu Jianhong's self-feeling is not so good that he thinks that all beauties in the world will fall in love at first sight when they see him and can't wait to sacrifice themselves.

So Lu Jianhong firmly rejected Qu Yang's temptation and said calmly: "Qu Yang, I treat you as Anran's friend, please respect yourself."

Qu Yang had recovered from his calmness at this time and sat upright, but he didn't know what to say. Lu Jianhong's words were too heavy.

"If my stomach doesn't hurt anymore, we'll leave now." Lu Jianhong stopped looking at her, got in the car, and started the car directly. The road suddenly became quiet and no one spoke.

More than an hour later, the car drove into Hucheng District. Lu Jianhong slowed down and tried his best to calm his tone: "Quyang, Hucheng is here, where are you going, I'll send you there."

"Just get off the car here, I'll take a taxi by myself." Qu Yang pushed open the car door, turned around and said something inexplicable to Lu Jianhong, "Lu Jianhong, I admire you very much, and I'm very happy that Anran has a husband like you."

Lu Jianhong suddenly felt that Qu Yang had a qualitative change. Now this state is the real Qu Yang. On the way to his residence, Lu Jianhong was thinking about Qu Yang's words. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something. Could it be that this was just a conspiracy?

Qu Yang got into a taxi, went straight to a hotel, and after driving the room, he took off all his clothes and walked into the bathroom. Looking at his proud figure in the mirror, Qu Yang was a little lost. Did she really have no attraction? The moment Lu Jianhong pushed her away firmly, she felt extremely frustrated, and this feeling was biting her heart like a poisonous snake. This was the first time she had met a man who could get rid of her seduction.

After taking a shower, Qu Yang made a phone call. After more than ten minutes, the doorbell rang. Qu Yang opened the door and a man walked in. It was Ma Mingshun, the director of the Public Security Bureau.

As soon as Ma Mingshun came in, he pressed Qu Yang, wrapped in a bathrobe on the bed. Qu Yang had no intention of catering to him, and let Ma Mingshun chew on her face like a dead body and rub her solid chest.

Ma Mingshun felt the change in Qu Yang's emotions, but his hands were more forceful, and he wanted to make the two balls of elastic softness change into various shapes in his palms. He gritted his teeth and said, "What's wrong? I was fooled by Lu Jianhong? Is there no reaction at all?"

Qu Yang suddenly waved his hand and slapped him, but Ma Mingshun grabbed his hand.

Qu Yang said expressionlessly: "Don't think everyone is as lustful and shameless as you. Lu Jianhong ignores me at all."

"He ignores me, I'll do it." Ma Mingshun smiled grimly and turned Qu Yang back, cut Qu Yang's hands back, pulled off her bathrobe, and inserted it from behind.

Qu Yang seemed numb and accepted Ma Mingshun's collision silently. The long black hair flowing on the pillow trembled with Ma Mingshun's movements. After dozens of strokes, a heat current rushed into her body. Qu Yang turned over and looked at Ma Mingshun's red face disdainfully, and said in a tone that another monk had no desire to sacrifice: "It's over so soon?"

Ma Mingshun slapped her in the face and cursed: "Stupid bitch, why are you pretending to be noble?"
Chapter completed!