However, when Zhao Dayong heard his uncle Zhao, he understood a lot immediately.

Now I saw her take off her glasses again, "You are Qingming!?"

After so many years, Zhao Dayong had long forgotten about Zhang Qingming's explosive beating of him.

Now seeing her standing so slim in front of her, her whole body is full of that kind of clean girlish breath.

There was already a small tent underneath, but now it's about to move.

Zhang Yunhan just left, she is here now, and Zhang Yunhan must have asked her to come.

"Are you here for that photo and video?"

Zhao Dayong asked aloud.

"Well, yes!"

Zhang Qingming nodded, this time she came here, and she did want that thing.

She just thought, Zhang Yunhan was cheated by Zhao Dayong in the future, he slept with him again, and was given money. In the end, she knew about Zhao Dayong's body, in fact, there was not even a picture of him.

That feeling must be very exciting.

Just thinking about it now, Zhang Qingming felt amused for a while.

"Oh, I'm here for photos, haha...you are really sisters!"

Zhao Dayong seemed to think of something, she smiled, then climbed onto the bed, with one hand bent, supporting her chin, looking at Zhang Qingming, he said with a smile.

Zhang Qingming didn't speak, but just looked at Zhao Dayong faintly.

Her eyes narrowed, ha ha, what is Zhao Dayong thinking about.

"You come up to serve me, I'll just think about it for a moment!?"

Zhao Dayong said with a smile again.

Hey, thinking that I was in the country before, so I could only sleep with that rough-skinned woman.

Now when I arrived in the city, I first slept with the delicious and juicy Zhang Yunhan, and now I can sleep with the fresh and pleasant Zhang Qingming.

This feeling is so exciting just thinking about it.

"Oh, want me to serve you!?"

Zhang Qingming smiled and walked towards Zhao Dayong again.

"Yes, yes, haha..."

Seeing Zhang Qingming walking towards him, Zhao Dayong was very excited. He couldn't see his eyes when he was smiling, and his mouth couldn't close with a smile.

"Then I will take care of you!"

Zhang Qingming walked to him, stretched out a hand, and immediately raised Zhao Dayong.

Zhao Dayong's original posture in lying on the bed was still very ecstasy, and he was going to put Zhang Qingming into his arms.

But in the next second, Zhang Qingming's neckline was already strangled, and then Zhao Dayong felt suffocation for a while.

After the suffocation was over, the sky was spinning again, waiting and waiting, and she was thrown aside vigorously.

Zhao Dayong lay on the ground, his whole body groggy.

After a long time, he raised his head.

"What are you doing? Don't you want that video?"

Zhao Dayong scolded her angrily.

"I want it!?"

Zhang Qingming smiled, with his hands around his chest, looking at her condescendingly.

"Then you still beat me and don't listen to me, aren't you afraid that I will be exposed?"

Zhao Dayong sneered and looked at Zhang Qingming coldly.

"You don't know, is my relationship with Zhang Yunhan not good? I care if you expose it or not!"

Zhang Qingming felt funny for a while, and walked in Zhao Dayong's direction step by step.

After all, Zhao Dayong is in his fifties, and he was already stunned after being thrown so hard by her just now.