pregnant with the young master's cub

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before yan chi could say to him, "don't open the door, lin que twisted the handle and leaned out.

a figure immediately swooped in, skimming a flying mark in front of yan chi's mobile phone screen, almost like a crazy rabbit, not holding back at all, and stomping on both legs, trying to jump on lin que's body.

the legs are bare, and the shirt can cover the buttocks.

not only was yan chi frightened by him, but even lin que himself was a little confused, and he hurriedly stepped back, took three or four steps back, pushed the boy away, and looked behind him, and saw no food truck.

what about his steak, his caviar salmon, his red wine?

grass, where did this thing come from?

he held up his mobile phone, looked away, showed yan chi a wall, asked the wall to think, and then explained: "xiao chi, it's really not what you think, i didn't." i

thought i was going to be indefensible, but i didn't think that yan chi was really reasonable, sitting there, nodding lightly: "i know, the little boy sent to you over there." "i'll

kick him out right away." lin que assured, "it has nothing to do with me."

yan chi nodded again: "leave the phone on, don't hang up, i want to listen."

this means that the wife is sitting on the side, lin que does not know whether yan chi is jealous, but it is quite imposing, so that when he negotiates with the same person, he feels that his back is like a person with a family, and he straightens his waist. <

he raised his hand, changed his face, and was imposing: "get out!" the

sound sounded, and yan chi listened to yan chi with excitement, frowning, remembering that lin que was originally such a person, but only when he was in front of him, he received a sharp momentum, and it was quite difficult for him.

logically, when ordinary people hear his words of rushing guests, they will mostly obediently clip their tails and go out, this little boy can't do it, and he still wants to struggle again, stomping his feet and shouting: "lin zong." wanting

to talk back, yan chi couldn't see it, probably could imagine that kind of look, his eyes contained autumn waves, his face was full of spring, his legs stood on the ground and rubbed, bold and unrestrained.

lin que was disgusted by his shouting: "go fast, go fast, goosebumps are up."

"lin zong, me, my first time." the boy lowered his head and said in a small voice, "i'm very clean."

lin que didn't want to touch him: "can you do it yourself, don't force me to kick people, my wife is still here." "that's

it." he tapped on the screen of his phone, eager to let the whole world know, "see no, my wife, just chatted."

yan chi thought about it, smiled, and greeted him, his voice was very gentle, dignified, and some of the style of the main room: "hello." this

time, the little boy was scared enough to stay there and didn't move.

lin que said again: "you are clean, i am clean, who is not clean?" i'm not the kind of casual person. hhe was

so arrogant that he was unreasonable and could bring people into the pit of death, and the little boy suddenly spoke incoherently: "no, lin zong, of course you are clean, you are the cleanest, i should not want to defile you, it is my mistake, i will leave immediately." "

roll on." lin que didn't have much patience, "ming'er don't come, tell your companions not to come, come one, i'll beat you up, you should also go to work, don't mess with this kind of broken thing, bad feelings of others." fuck