Chapter 1110 The baby falling in the air

When Zhao Jianhui's car arrived at the office building rented by Zhao Xiaoting, he saw a large group of people surrounding the building. [.Com text] Because there were thousands of bright red roses placed directly opposite the entrance of the building, the circle formed by the crowd was relatively large. The man who Zhao Xiaoting called the mangy dog ​​was wearing a white suit, and was "flat" in a straightforward manner and shouting at the upstairs with a loudspeaker.

Yes, it is "flat" or "pianpian". It is not "flat" or "flat"!!

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help laughing after hearing this. He didn't know which book he copied Mianmian's love words. He might not have memorized them well. Sometimes he would stop to look at the manuscript in his hand. His expression looked very much like he had seen him selling rat poison at the market when he was a child.

However, many white-collar girls were moved by him. They touched tears and waved their fists while cheering: "Handsome guy, come on."

"Marry him, marry him..."

"Hey, if your lover really doesn't want to, can you change one?"

"It's so touching. If someone is willing to buy me so many roses, I will... tonight..."

This scene made Zhao Jianhui laugh and cry. He drove the car into the basement and called Zhao Xiaoting to get her down. After more than ten minutes, Zhao Xiaoting was wrapped like a woman from a certain sect, wearing a windbreaker and a headscarf, and walked out of the elevator in fear.

The fifth floor of Building 3, Rongjinyuan, was originally one of the places where Zhao Jianhui asked Sun Liyun to buy it for his lover, but now it has become Zhao Xiaoting's "home". This is the first time Zhao Jianhui has been here since Zhao Xiaoting moved in. Unexpectedly, this place was decorated by her as her own room in Hong Kong, with creamy wallpaper, beige curtains, and even the leather sofa in the living room were of the same color.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaoting was still a little dazed after entering the door, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but feel funny. He pulled her on the sofa, gently took off her headscarf, and said with a smile: "This is at home, why are you still covering yourself? Don't you feel hot?"

Zhao Xiaoting reached out and unbuttoned the windbreaker, kicked off her high heels with her legs, then curled up on the sofa, resting her head on Zhao Jianhui's thighs, and whispered: "You're making fun of me, aren't you afraid that I can't stand the temptation of that skinny dog ​​and run away with him?"

Zhao Jianhui gently stroked her beautiful long lavender hair, speechless for a moment.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Zhao Xiaoting turned her delicate face and looked at Zhao Jianhui and asked. Zhao Jianhui shook his head and sighed at Zhao Xiaoting: "Oh, I'm thinking that Li Dingming is actually very romantic. This is the most proud thing for a girl. It's a pity that I can't give it to you..."

"Brother, what are you talking about? You don't know, since we... I'm very happy. Really, brother, I won't lie to you. If you don't want me now, I don't know if I will have the courage to live." Zhao Xiaoting's face was tightly pressed against Zhao Jianhui's thighs, and one arm tightly hugged his waist. It seemed that Zhao Jianhui was afraid that he would stand up and run away.

As the sky was getting dark outside, Zhao Jianhui picked up the phone and called Dafeng, saying that he would not go back tonight. Zhao Xiaoting, who kept listening with his ears, looked up in surprise, but still asked in disbelief: "You, do you have any arrangements for the evening?"

Zhao Jianhui nodded slightly.

The expression on Zhao Xiaoting's face dimmed. At this moment, she really wanted her man to be by her side. Zhao Jianhui reached out to pinch her beautiful little face and smiled: "The arrangement tonight is to eat you!"

Zhao Xiaoting smiled like a peony blossom, and her charm was dazzling. She jumped off the sofa lightly, with milky white socks stepped on the floor, and said happily: "I'll go take a shower."

Zhao Jianhui smirked: "What do you want to do? I'm hungry, go cook."

Zhao Xiaoting turned around and rolled her eyes to Zhao Jianhui: "It's best not to have the strength, hum, don't bother me for a while." Zhao Jianhui smiled, stood up, followed in the bathroom, and then Zhao Xiaoting's cry sounded in the bathroom.

Sometimes there are too many women. During this period, in the Eastern Kingdom, because Long Lingyun is around, he has not touched Zhao Xiaoting for a long time. As soon as he hugged Zhao Xiaoting's soft waist in the bathroom, he could no longer suppress his desire. The final result was that traces of the two people fighting were left everywhere in the bathroom and on the sofa.

Perhaps, it should be said that it was the trace of Zhao Jianhui tormenting Zhao Xiaoting.

Although Zhao Xiaoting likes to be with Zhao Jianhui, she is also most afraid of such moments. Every time she is crazyly conquered by Zhao Jianhui, Zhao Xiaoting will be weak and weak, and she will be in a state of state when she works. She can't stop after three or seven days. She is entangled with Zhao Jianhui, and Zhao Xiaoting loves and hates her.

During this period, after fully savoring the tenderness of Long Lingyun, the elegance of Dafeng, and the crazy charm of Michiko Ikeda, I became entangled with Zhao Xiaoting, but there was an indescribable feeling.

If Long Lingyun is a sweet spring water, the phoenix is ​​a gentle spring breeze, and Michiko Ikeda is like a storm. Zhao Xiaoting is carrying a charming flame and recalls the differences in the graceful love of several completely different beauties in her arms. That feeling itself makes Zhao Jianhui look elated, a little evil and a little guilty, but these negative emotions add a bit more difficult to explain the pleasure of Zhao Jianhui.

Perhaps, all men are like this. Those who gossip must be people who are incompetent and say that the grapes are sour when they can't eat them.

At first, Zhao Xiaoting could still welcome Zhao Jianhui in different ways, and gently clamped Zhao Jianhui's calves with her delicate and sexy snow-white feet. When Zhao Jianhui sprinted, her long nails tightly grasped Zhao Jianhui's buttocks, giving Zhao Jianhui the most joyful enjoyment. But later, she could only slump on the bed like water, allowing Zhao Jianhui to do whatever he wanted. Zhao Jianhui hugged her curled body tightly, and saw her crying eyes in a sprint.

Especially at the most important moment, Zhao Xiaoting closed her eyes slightly and shouted in a very touching voice: "Brother, brother, hurry up..." Whenever he heard Zhao Xiaoting make such a sound, Zhao Jianhui felt that this was really a great enjoyment. At the beginning, Zhao Jianhui felt guilty about being with Zhao Xiaoting, but after "being used to it", it was Zhao Xiaoting that Zhao Jianhui felt that he could enjoy the most.

The big bed upstairs made a cheerful rhythm, the woman's charming moans, and the man's emotional panting intertwined. Under Zhao Jianhui's conquest, Zhao Xiaoting's pink face flushed, her starry eyes seemed to be closed. Her brows frowned, and her red lips trembled. When she began to shake her pink buttocks clumsyly to cater to Zhao Jianhui's impact, Zhao Jianhui felt her head buzzing. The feeling of slowly changing a young girl into a charming young woman is really unforgettable and unique...

The next morning, Zhao Jianhui did not rush to go to work, but went to the kitchen to make a bowl of egg noodles. He personally brought it to the beige bedroom upstairs and fed Zhao Xiaoting for breakfast. Zhao Xiaoting, who was tortured by Zhao Jianhui last night, looked listless, but enjoyed Zhao Jianhui's rare tenderness, but felt sweet in his heart.

After Zhao Xiaoting finished eating, Zhao Jianhui kissed her on the forehead and whispered: "Do you want to rest at home. Don't go to work today. I'll wash the bowl and go to work. I'll see you in the evening..."

"No, you'd better look for Sister Yu or Wenjing tonight." Zhao Jianhui's last words shocked Zhao Xiaoting. This bad brother was basically idle all night, so he was still swollen now. If he came back tonight, he wouldn't be able to bear it.

Seeing her a little scared look, Zhao Jianhui also felt that she was hitting pear blossoms yesterday. She didn't know that Xixiang was so ignorant of her. She stretched out her hand and touched her little face, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Oh, you little girl, you are no longer the young girl you used to be. Brother loves it in his heart, it's good to just stay by your side..."

Seeing Zhao Jianhui about to walk out of the room, Zhao Xiaoting seemed to suddenly remember it, and was raised with a towel in her arms and asked, "Brother, I almost forgot what to do with that...what should I do about that...skinned dog? I can't always hide from him, right?"

"Hidden him? Why do you want to hide from him? Haha, I'm afraid that he will hide from you in the future even if he calls him." Zhao Jianhui blinked, said with a smile, and took him to the door and walked out.

Zhao Xiaoting was lying on the bed and was a little surprised at first. However, thinking about Zhao Jianhui's style, how could he let other men harass him? Yesterday, when he hugged himself in the bed and tossed hard, he didn't know how his minions would torture the scabby dog.

I don’t tell you about these things, just don’t want to worry about them. In fact, this kind of bad brother does not need to worry about things? Zhao Xiaoting thought of this, and couldn’t help but giggle, put on a quilt and continue to sleep. He said that it’s impossible to do nothing after coming tonight, and it’s impossible to think about it with her toes. It’s better to keep your energy ready to deal with his endless requests, otherwise, I would call Dongfang Wenjing to come over after waking up?

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoting couldn't help but blush!!

However, she didn't know that Zhao Jianhui was just downstairs and was tripped by another thing, but she didn't leave.

After finishing brushing the bowl, Zhao Jianhui hummed a small song and went downstairs, took out the key and pressed it twice. The black Maliu sedan in front of the stairs made two cheerful beeps.

This car was specially bought by Ye Qiuyu for Zhao Jianhui. It is usually parked in Yurun Xinghui's garage. Every time Zhao Jianhui wants to use it, he asks the driver to take him to the basement of the hotel and then drive the car out by himself. Although it is a bit troublesome, it is extremely secret.

Just as Zhao Jianhui walked quickly towards the car, he saw several women's underwear floating in front of him. In amazement, a few crying sounds of children came from above his head. As soon as he looked up, he saw a three or four-year-old child floating down from a window upstairs...

Now I still have a little chest tightness and cough, I no longer have fever or dizziness. Thank you for your care, this book will not be affected and stopped.

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