The boys were still dilly-dallying after putting on their clothes, looking back at Qiao Jiang in the lake.
She sank into the water and never emerged again.
Miao Xue was embarrassed to look at it, so she turned her back and stood on the shore, saying to Qiao Jiang: "Sister, I'm waiting for you here."
Yan Zhao originally planned to go ashore, but everyone swam to the shore quickly, but Qiao Jiang never came out of the water. A bubble appeared in the middle of the lake. Yan Zhao's expression changed, and he plunged into the bottom of the lake, swinging his legs vigorously. Two long arms explored the bottom of the lake.
The first thing he touched was Qiao Jiang's long hair, which was entangled with him like algae. He grabbed her hair, pulled her into his arms, and held her as she surfaced and swam to the shallow water.
"Do you fucking want to die here?" He grabbed her arm angrily and stared at her fiercely.
Miao Xue heard the noise, turned around and asked nervously: "Brother Yan, what happened? Sister, are you okay?"
Qiao Jiang choked some water and lay on Yan Zhao's chest and coughed several times. Her face was full of water and her eyes were a little red, but the light inside was burning bright. She tapped Yan Zhao's strong chest muscles with her index finger and glanced at his face coldly: "I'm in a bad mood now, don't mess with me."
She has a dedicated swimming coach and has learned to swim. If it hadn't been for Yan Zhao just now, she wouldn't have choked.
"I don't care if you're in a fucking mood or not." Yan Zhao's patience with her was completely exhausted. He pointed to the shore and said, "Get up here!"
He grabbed her arm and was about to pull her up. Leng Buding Qiao Jiang reached out and grabbed the soft object in the center of his underwear. She grabbed it hard and said in a very soft voice: "Miao Xue happens to be here, are you? It's not your intention, let her see what we haven't finished this afternoon?"
Yan Zhao stared at her with a heavy gaze: "Do you think I'm afraid?"
This is what she said in the afternoon.
The soft object in his hand suddenly swelled, and Yan Zhao took a step closer to her. The hard object pushed straight into her palm. The glans was very large and very hot.
Wrong time and place, including people.
The desire in Qiao Jiang's heart grew like weeds.
She desperately needed something to pull her out of this depressed state.
Yan Zhao appeared by chance.
It's as coincidence as God's will.
She reached out and flicked her hard cock, tilted her chin, and said to him: "I have a condom in the car."
Miao Xue waited for a long time before she saw Qiao Jiang coming up and quickly handed her the clothes.
Qiao Jiang's underwear and underwear were soaked through. As soon as she put on her white shirt, it clung to her body, revealing the black underwear underneath.
Miao Xue looked at Yan Zhao. The man was shirtless and had a bulge in the middle of his underwear. He was bent over to pick up clothes. Both arms were covered with veins. The muscles on his shoulders and back were bulging. He was strong and burly, looking masculine. Full.
She quickly moved her eyes away, her face flushed, but no one noticed her because of her dark skin.
Qiao Jiang put on her clothes and said to Miao Xue: "Tell my mother and let her stay here tonight."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and followed Yan Zhao.
Miao Xue was stunned for a moment, then chased for two steps and asked: "Sister, where are you going?"
Qiao Jiang raised an eyebrow: "Let's go have a midnight snack."
Yan Zhao paused and walked forward again.
Miao Xue opened her mouth to ask more questions, but Qiao Jiang had already walked away.
It was very dark on the mountain. Every ten meters, there was a lighting lamp hanging on a tree. There were farmers living in tents to keep watch. The old man saw Yan Zhao coming, said hello and continued watching the live broadcast on his mobile phone. The volume was turned up so loud that when Qiao Jiang walked out ten meters away, he could hear the woman's voice calling Mai.
When passing by a pear tree, Qiao Jiang reached out and picked a pear.
"Hey!" She shouted to the figure in front of her.
Yan Zhao stopped and turned to look at her.
Qiao Jiang approached with something in his hand, lowered his head and took his T-shirt and began to wipe it.
After wiping the pear from beginning to end, she raised her face, stared at him, opened her mouth and took a bite of the pear.
Very crispy and very sweet.
She sucked the juice dry, took the man's hand, brought her face close, and spit the pear peel in her mouth into his palm.
She is always provocative.
Arrogant, aloof, like a queen.
Yan Zhao put the pear peel in his hand into his pocket, looked at her solemnly, and walked forward.
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Dog Man
Romance⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ MTL ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ Not my Story ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ Not my coverphoto 《狗男人》 作者: 蘇瑪麗 1v1 double non-c copywriting: wrong time and place, including characters. The desire in Qiao Jiang's heart grew like weeds. She desperately needed something to pull her out...