Mr. Dior

CHAPTER 44: (2)

Do ... Daddy ...

Jiao Qi shook for a moment, strode over and hit him: "What nonsense?"

The upper body of the gym suit was a jersey vest. Zhang Dazhen put down the red wine and looked at the smooth upper arms of the muscles. At this moment, Xiaojiao's wife was red. He raised his eyebrows slightly, grabbed Jiao Qi's wrist, and made a clever effort to drag people into his arms: "Little wild cat, have learned to scratch people, eh?"

"Are you ... uh ..." With a scent of wine, he blocked the words behind his throat.

"What?" Zhang Chen held the little cat's lips and licked it. "Tell the godfather, did he eat well at noon?"

"You're not enough to take advantage, are you?" Jiao Qi pushed him without understanding what the script was.

Zhang Dazhen's eyes were dim, and he threw the person around the bed around Xiaojiao's wife's waist, and slapped him on the round butt: "Is it so bad today, do you want to be taught?

Having said that, one-handedly reached the neckline and planned to tear off the collar to tie the person, only to find that he was wearing a less decent vest and no tie at all. Had to put down his hand slyly and press over the defocused pants.

"Hey!" Jiao Qi Leng was caught in suit pants and slapped again.

It doesn't hurt, it's just ashamed. The shoes had long been kicked and Jiao Qi stomped his toes, red from his neck to the roots of his ears.

"Shy?" Zhang Chen leaned over with a smile and lay sideways to Jiao Qi, playing with the soft hair in his ear, "What did you eat at noon?"

"Beef rice." Jiao Qi coped, knocking on the brain.

Annie consciously began to explain:

Godfather is the common name of "father righteous". In recent years, in the entertainment industry, he also refers to older male friends of young men and women. If you are searching for novels, you need to remind you that this category is not suitable for children.

"The godfather in the entertainment industry is in my hands"

"Three Things About Art School Students and Godfathers"

"Village Country | History: Godfather Don't Want It Anymore"

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Jiao Qi was a little embarrassed, and sure enough, the next sentence of a husky was: "Beef rice, is there a good one to feed you?"

Hello ... that ...

Jiao Qi got up and stared at him, trying to put on his pants, but the man pressed his pants badly, and had to get into the bed.

"Why is my little Yanyan so shy." Zhang Chenying licked his lips, his face was not good, as if trying to imitate some greasy middle-aged men. However, his face was too handsome, without any sense of insignificance, but a bit seductive.

"Ah ... what did you tell me to come to the hotel?" Jiao Qi looked away and tried to set aside words to see what the script was. Is the traditional entertainment gold theme, or rural style Xiaohuang | text.

"What do you think? Of course it is ..."

"Ding Dong", the doorbell rang, Zhang Chenyi smiled, patted into small balls, turned and opened the door, it was the hotel delivery. A silver dining car slowly moved forward, and the lid-covered fine dishes were served on one end. The waiter poured red wine and opened the lid of the dinner plate, and bowed slightly: "The dishes are all ready, you can use them slowly."

Zhang Chenzhen went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on a robe, and sat at the table to greet Jiao Qi: "Come here, the dishes will be cold for a while. The dishes in this hotel are very famous. Some dishes must be kept in the room. Can only be eaten inside. "