This hypocritical pretentious white lotus!

On the second, No. 2 heard the words of the song, turned her head and stared fiercely at the song, raising her voice: "What do you understand, you don't understand anything."

Yange: "I don't need to understand. I just have an elder brother. The elder brother is waiting for me at the door. I'll go first."

Sure enough, as soon as she pushed open the door, Qi Yuan held her hand: "Is it a diarrhea, why so long?"

Yange shook his head: "I washed my hands."

Qi Yuan felt that her hands were wet and did not dry clearly, and she took out a handkerchief from her pocket to help her wipe her hands.

Scrubbing, his fingers were wrapped around Yan Ge's fingers, ten fingers were wrapped around Capricorn, his head bowed slightly, and he asked in her ear: "Tired, do you want to go back?"

The soft voice was hoarse, as if something was still being suggested.

The words of the song are soft.

Is this man suggesting her?

Or not?

I don't understand the words.

She simply shook his hand and said, "I want to hear my brother sing. They are all singing. When can it be my brother's turn to sing?"

Qi Yuan suddenly held her waist, pressed her against the wall on one side, bowed her head and kissed her lips, and her hoarse voice seduced her: "Go back to my brother and sing to you alone, OK?"

The light in the hallway was very bright, and I didn't know if it was a reflection of the light. Yan Ge felt that Qi Yuan looked at her as if she was on fire.

She stared at him with burning eyes, her face gradually turned red, her eyelashes fluttered, and she avoided Qi Yuan's burning eyes, and whispered, "Is my brother singing well?"

"You know what you hear." Qi Yuan's fingers moved around her waist: "Want to go back?"

Yan Ge nodded.

The sound of high heels came from behind, and at the glance of Yan Ge, she saw the back of female No. 2.

She pinched Qi Yuan's neck. "Brother hugs me."

"Little lazy cat."

Qi Yuan did not hesitate to pick up the song and got on the car. He called the director and said he would take a step.

Only Li driving the car, Qi Yuan pressed the sound insulation board, and almost couldn't wait to bite the lips of Yange.

Words of Song: ...

Is this man all day long and has energy?

But is it really good in the car?

Yange refused to think.

Her body is really delicate and soft.

He was previously fascinated by his confusion, but now he is soft and let him do it.

When Yange got out of the car, he lay on Qi Yuan's back and was carried by Qi Yuan.

What was unexpected was that the news that Qi Yuan had a female ticket was too hot. Several reporters waited at the entrance of the hotel. At the sight of Qi Yuan's appearance, a girl was on his back, and it was a snap shot.

The security of the hotel appeared in time, and helped Xiao Yuan and Qi Yuan to set a course together.

Entering the hotel room so hurriedly, Qi Yuan slammed the door with his feet, directly put the word song down and pressed it on the door, while stripping the clothes of the word song, he dropped his lips on the word song's lips And asked her: "Small words, can't you wait?"

Yan Song: ... why wasn't his interest disturbed by the reporters?

"Good, call my brother, please."

Words of Song: ...

This particular hobby! !! !! It's too heavy.

This night, it was dark tossing.

Yange felt that the hair on his tail was almost wiped out by this guy.

Moreover, Qi Yuan didn't talk much, and said she wanted to sing to her alone, but she was singing.