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| | Bewitching (22nd Nov 22 at 5:51am UTC) | | Song Zhengqing was not embarrassed at all. He stepped into the bathtub and asked her, "Have you washed it?" "I've already washed it." She moved a wooden pier to sit beside the bathtub and poured water on him. "Are you tired?" Song Zhengqing said gently, "I've been sitting all day, and I've been in a meeting. Everyone is talking about the scene. It's very boring." She rubbed the muscles in his arms. "Isn't that better?" Song Zhengqing gazed at her: "When I saw you, I didn't feel tired. It's fine. I haven't said thank you to you today. Thank you for waiting for me to come home." "I know," she said with a big smile. "When you dream of coming home, someone says welcome back." Her voice was also indescribably gentle and smiling, "so I satisfy you." If not in the bathtub, he really wanted to hug her, because of this desire, he did not soak for long before the end, holding her in bed, only to feel peaceful: "Sunny." "Hm?" "Marry me." "Some people say that you should never believe what a man says in bed." Sun Qinghao said with a straight face, "I think it makes sense." "I hope I can take you to any occasion in the future and tell them that you are my wife," Song Zhengqing said after struggling for a while. "The future is long. Don't be impatient." Sun Qinghao glanced at the clock. "It's the sixth day. If you're tired, go to bed first and wait for tomorrow morning." Song Zhengqing understood what she meant. He hesitated a little. Before he could say anything,plastic pallet bin, he was interrupted by Sun Qinghao: "Anyway, you're not tired and I'm tired. I'm going to bed, too. Good night." She didn't give him a chance to try to be brave. Men can't always say it. It's understandable. Song Zhengqing accepted her feelings. He was really tired: "OK, I'll be gentle." Sun Qinghao did not answer this sentence in order to pretend that he was asleep, but his lips had already been raised. When Song Zheng woke up, the morning light was slightly bright, coming through the gap in the curtain. He felt that his abdomen was unbearable,euro plastic pallet, just inside her thigh. Early in the morning, he was not completely awake, so he caressed her half asleep and half awake. Although he also wants to be gentle not to disturb her, but after all many days have not been intimate, a little intense, she woke up: "So early?" "I'm sorry," he said, pausing slightly and leaning over her eyelids with a kiss. "Go back to sleep." She nodded sleepily, at his mercy, and Song Zhengqing could not help kissing her again and again, so that dense traces fell on her body. Compared to the upcoming complex events, foldable bulk container ,collapsible pallet box, of course, the time around her is more worthy of nostalgia, Song Zhengqing at this time more or less can understand Li Longji do not want to early mood. But if you don't want to, you still have to do it. A new bloody storm is about to begin, which may be a bit sensational, but it is understandable that this is what Sun Qing said in the WeChat group when she had breakfast. The group that gathered Tang Fatty and other small partners was called "The cool breeze has a letter, the autumn moon is boundless, and I miss my charming mood like a day like a year", and the group exploded early this morning.
Fatty Tang: Did you hear? Something's wrong! Xie Huan:.. Are you kidding me? It's 10:05 in the morning, and you think someone's online right now? Fatty Tang: Are you a ghost? Xie Huan: What's the matter? Are you getting married? Fatty Tang: I heard from the relatives of my mother's brother's son's friend that they were called to drink tea today. Xie Huan: What kind of tea? Fatty Tang: Tea from Xiuyuan Xie Huan: ***! What's the big deal? Fatty Tang: I don't know! Everyone is guessing! Little Sun Little Sun: I won't tell you if I know. Goodbye. Fatty Tang:.. Tang Xin has a private chat with Sun Qinghao: "Qinghao sister, can you reveal some information?" Sun Qinghao replied, "Don't do anything guilty. You're not afraid of ghosts knocking at the door. What are you afraid of?" Tang Xin had to tell her: "Because every check will find a lot of other things, do you think who is clean and can be checked casually?"? Even if you didn't do anything, can you guarantee that no one will frame you behind your back? Shit, I tell you, immediately every household began to panic, we do not know what he is looking for, can not clamp the tail to be a man, the next period of time you look good, racing is gone, playing is gone, we rectify and rectify a good man. “…… Do you think I'm the only one in the anti-pornography campaign? "Almost, we are more miserable than Miss Dongguan QAQ." Tang Xin almost cried and fainted in the toilet. It's the first time Sun Qinghao has heard of this: "It's so miserable." "If you don't believe me, look at it, but Song Zhengqing is much better than Huo Suifeng." Tang Xin nagged and told her about the past. "It's only a few times in the past ten years, and it's really a big deal. Usually he's very low-key, unlike Huo Suifeng. Mom's egg is haunting. When I was young, my parents used him to scare me, because I heard that none of the people who were called by Huo Shuifeng came back." Sun Qing is so ashamed: "Is it so horrible?" "You can experience it yourself." The author has something to say: Xiuyuan is actually very big. I don't know if you have ever been to the Presidential Palace in Nanjing. It used to be the Governor's Palace of Liangjiang, which is a bit like that. There is a couplet, full of flowers drunk three thousand guests, a sword frost cold fourteen States, I like it very much. Did the man graduate from high school at the age of 19? Er, maybe it's the difference between different places. His age of 19 is a nominal age, and the author is a nominal age. My setting should be that he was hit in the second semester of his third year of high school, that is, in the first half of the year. He didn't take the college entrance examination and didn't graduate. Chapter 65 Monitoring By the afternoon, the group was boiling. When everyone woke up,wholesale plastic pallet, they listened to their friends and elders talking about the news. As a result, the micro-blog showed off and silently deleted the micro-blog. Before the car racing and the self-portrait of the little model, they silently deleted the status. It seems that everyone is going to turn over a new leaf. There was a howl in the crowd. Sao Shao: [Disdain] Are you silly? Song Zhengqing is in the group. It's useless for you to cry again! Fatty Tang: [Candle] Little Sun: You can brush the screen. He is not here. cnplasticpallet.com | |
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