Married and loved with a rich old man first

72 you want me

"the road stops." the man rubbed his head hard, put his hand on the back of his head, stood up straight, pressed lu zhi's cheek to his heart, and snorted, "you laugh at me." there was

a threat lurking in his words, and there was a way to stop not apologizing, and he was going to beat up lu stop until he called out to his father.

his voice has a bit of a relaxed and pleasant ridicule, and he sounds inexplicably a sense of youth. lu zhi suddenly realized that in fact, qin sihuan was only thirty years old, and his age was not very big. in their circle, there are many rich second generations and thirty-somethings who are still surfing everywhere.

lu zhi didn't say a word, looked up and pushed away qin sihuan's palm on the back of his head, and provocatively raised an eyebrow at the man.

the arrogant appearance of the teenager was unexpectedly cute, qin sihuan pinched his left cheek, narrowed his eyes with a straight face, and deliberately teased him: "you are less and less afraid of me now, huh? didn't i always want to take a detour when i saw me before, and didn't even dare to say a word to me?

lu zhi was quite afraid of qin sihuan before, he felt that qin sihuan was a stereotypical and serious person, and there was a cold sense of majesty when he looked at people. and looking at him was also very fierce, as if he had done something wrong, in short, he saw qin sihuan and was eager to run away.

but he still wanted face, how could such a humiliating black history be known to qin sihuan?

"who's afraid of you?!" like a cat that had been blown up, lu zhi stretched out his hand and grabbed qin sihuan's chest, "you lu ge is not afraid of you!"

qin sihuan's face stiffened, his narrow eyes widened a little, his expression was pleasant and strange, and even the hand that pinched lu zhi's cheek used a force.

lu stopped eating pain, but felt the uneven touch of the palm of the hand, especially the palm seemed to be attached to a bulging small bean, across the suit, the small bean is still clearly defined. <

luke: ...

i.

father...... attacked the qin dog... pectoralis major???

lu zhi hurriedly let go of his hand, looked up at qin sihuan, pursed his lips, tried to pose as pure and innocent as possible, and timidly shouted: "uncle."

qin sihuan lowered his eyes, covered his long eyelashes, covered his eyes, and said in a dumb voice, "you want me?" lu

zhi understood the meaning of these three words almost in a second.

do you want me?

meaning, you pinch lao tzu's pectoralis muscles to sleep lao tzu?! or should this sentence be translated between him and qin sihuan as follows: baby, are you hungry?

lu zhi was almost ashamed to cut off his claws. his indisputable claws! where is it not good to grab this old undead pectoralis major muscle??!!!

moreover, the man's voice sounded particularly hoarse, obviously qin sihuan's voice was not so hoarse just now.

lu zhi looked at qin sihuan with a straight face, lowered his hand and grabbed qin sihuan's hand, holding him, and said, "it's very late, you should sleep in our house today."

after saying this, lu zhi silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart! lo and behold, his mastery of this topic shift! how inconspicuous!

the man's fingertips were slightly cool, and his fingertips were still a little rough, and his fingers rubbed the back of his hand on the road, and the movement was very slow, slow enough to bring some cunning meaning.