"Chicken ..."

The song screamed, his eyes darkened.

Opening my eyes again, I lay on a large soft bed.

The sound of water clapping in the bathroom.

She has a smell of wine, but the taste is not heavy.

The head is generally hurt by being hit by a heavy hammer, which is a sequela of the shuttle plane.

Yan Ge took a deep breath, and when he was dizzy before his eyes, he remembered the last picture he saw when he left the previous plane.

Xue Qing, is it a devouring beast?

He wants to eat the cock?

The chicken's soul source is almost weak, and in the mouth of the devouring beast, where can it escape.

Yan Ge thought about it for a while, and felt that her chest was like a big rock, which blocked her from breathing.

She left that plane, and the memories of those eight years came together.

The thought of what the **** did for her made her uncomfortable.

The door banged loudly.

The voice awakened Yan Ge, she turned her head, and the man coming out of the bathroom was not in the slightest.

Inch-long hair is still dripping with water drops.

The man's pectoral muscles are firm, with six packs faint at the waist and abdomen, looking strong and powerful.

The mermaid line is extremely sharp.

His place, in the man, should be considered a very powerful existence.

His features are handsome and stern, his eyes are extremely sharp, and his thin lips are slightly twitched, as if they can confuse people.

This man is like a walking male hormone, exuding a seductive breath everywhere.

But at the moment Yange really doesn't have any springing heart.

She was full of chickens and was completely indifferent to sleeping with a man.

The man shook his third leg and walked to the bed a few steps, staring down at the song on the bed.

Although he was naked, the momentum on his body was not affected at all.

Yan Song was so eagerly watched by him, but he strangely let go of his heart.

The man's eyes were full of sarcasm.

It didn't look like she would roll the sheets with her.

The look in his eyes looked like a **** woman who was eating grass ...

"Don't you want to marry me? Why are you climbing my bed now, eh?"

Yange heard that when Ma Lier got up, she found out that she was wearing a flesh-colored silk nightdress. The nightdress was short and covered her half of her **** ...

The bottom is still hollow. Just across the ground, you can feel the wind drilling somewhere.

This equipment fits quite well with a climbing bed.

Yan Ge ignored the clothes on his body and said to the man calmly, "Sorry, I didn't expect you didn't like it, so I won't disturb your time."

When she said nothing, she turned and walked towards the door.

But after a few steps, the man's wrist was pinched.

The man pulled her closer to her arms, pinched her chin in the other hand, raised her face to face him: "What? Thinking of your true love again?"

He sneered, and let go of the song sternly.

The words were off guard, and he was still struggling. He was so loosened that he fell directly to the ground.

He said, "Jiang Xiaofeng, you are really mean."

"roll!"

Words of Song: ...

Enduring the pain from her ankle, she limped towards the door.

Open the door and have a look.

Outside the door is a corridor with six doors on either side of the corridor.

So, do these six rooms belong to her?

Yan Ge hesitated for a moment, turned his head and asked the man, "Which room do you think I sleep in?"

What she said was clearly a hit!