Zhang Xiaolin seemed to be still experiencing the feeling of walking in the clouds just now. Her half-closed eyes occasionally showed a touch of intoxicating affection. She reached out and pulled Jiang Feng's hand over and placed it on her plump buttocks. She knew that except for her lover's part of her body, this was also the place she was most proud of.

The wheat-colored face looks more contoured because of its slightly higher cheekbones and nose bridge. The deep concave eye sockets and light gray eyes with strong texture make Zhang Xiaolin's style stronger. As she grows older, Zhang Xiaolin's ever-changing charm is more prominent. Jiang Feng always thinks that the most suitable profession for Zhang Xiaolin is on the runway. Her slender and toned legs and beautifully contoured cheeks are. If she can dress up a little cool and her dress is cold and deep, it will be perfect. The whole day's clothing rack can maximize the beauty no matter what clothes she wears. When she walks into the garment store with her, she will not think of doing another business in this store. After seeing her, all girls will feel ashamed.

It’s a pity that this girl is too lazy and has no specificity in anything she does. It seems that she likes to live like this for the rest of her life. Since she won the Miss World crown last year, this girl has been in the capital. In addition to participating in some activities that Miss World must participate in, she has been staying in the capital for the past year.

"What do you think Xiaoxia and Yangyang are doing now?" Zhang Xiaolin suddenly raised her head in the darkness and asked quietly.

Jiang Feng, who was already a little confused, suddenly woke up, glanced at Zhang Xiaolin alertly, and asked inexplicably: "What are you doing? What else can you do besides sleeping?"

"Hehe, I don't think so, maybe I'm just tossing and turning and sleeping alone." Zhang Xiaolin pressed her body tighter and leaned on Jiang Feng's body smoothly. There was always a faint scent of temptation that made Jiang Feng shake his mind.

"Xiaolin, if you really think about them, you should advise them not to delay their youth. Youth is as short as possible. Find a close partner, and it is just plain." Jiang Feng couldn't find more suitable words to persuade them. To be honest, he was not qualified to persuade others, but when he saw this situation, he really felt irritable. A kind of irritability that always hurts others and himself.

"How do I persuade them? Didn't I take them apart?" Zhang Xiaolin looked very proud and hateful. "All adults, who can judge their own outlook on life and worldview. I am not like them thinking about it, but they refuse to admit it and deceive themselves. Wasting youth, in the end, it's not a lifetime of regret. I just want to live out myself, do whatever I like, and don't like it, don't care about my own affairs."

Jiang Feng sighed, he didn't want to continue talking about this topic. Then it would be a matter of causing trouble. He thought about it and asked Zhang Xiaolin, "Xiaolin, are you planning to be so confused for the rest of your life?"

"Xiaofeng, I don't like to hear you, what is a confusion? Is it like you who strives for the career goals you have set all day long, and those consumer groups are mediocre?" Zhang Xiaolin held up a pair of hanging and straight chest-like rooms that made Jiang Feng feel a little upset. Even in the darkness, he could see clearly at such a close distance. In front of her, he seemed to be able to be calm.

"Creation is for consumption. Some people create and consume both, while others only consume but not create. But the purpose of creation is for consumption. I think we have also contributed to the world." Zhang Xiaolin said with a sarcastic remark, "As long as someone is willing to create and let me consume for me, I have done this, it will be successful."

"It's unreasonable." Jiang Feng slapped Zhang Xiaolin's raised buttocks hard, and the crisp sound was particularly pleasant in the cold air.

"Xiaofeng, you have to admit that life in this world is not a model. Just like China is developing, the United States has not declined, Japan is as rich as it is, the world is rich and colorful, and the life we ​​pursue is just one of the ever-changing changes. I dare say that there are many people like me who pursue enjoying the quality of life." Zhang Xiaolin even deliberately raised her buttocks higher, seducing Jiang Feng's gaze.

Jiang Feng was speechless, but he still couldn't help but swear in anger: "Quality of life? Doesn't the package include the quality of sex?"

Zhang Xiaolin raised her beautiful eyes in surprise, an excited smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said proudly: "Xiaofeng, I like you to swear the most. This is also a way of life, isn't it? I like you to subvert your usual serious appearance the most. Well, think about the crazy freedom of the man sitting upright in front of everyone and talking with me, and I feel excited. That is the real you. I hate Berikov in the condom!"

"It seems that I have never used a condom when I was with you." Jiang Feng grabbed the other party's Sufeng and squeezed it hard, and said slowly.

Zhang Xiaolin became even more excited, and suddenly got up, rode on Jiang Feng's waist, and said, "Xiaofeng, your performance is my favorite side now."

Jiang Feng smiled bitterly and pulled Zhang Xiaolin down, thrusting a few palms on Zhang Xiaolin's buttocks hard, and it was so painful that Zhang Xiaolin couldn't help screaming, and it was probably left with several finger marks.

It’s really a rebellion. The serfs cannot be liberated even if they turn over. You like it, I don’t like it!

However, Jiang Feng had to admit that Zhang Xiaolin said something. Nowadays, the otakus, the dependents, and the moonlight tribes are surging. Doesn’t their lives also represent a way of life? You can’t just because you can’t stand it, you don’t like it, you disdain it, or even if you oppose it. This way of life will disappear. They will also exist, even spread and develop. You must learn to respect objective existence. You are not a god.

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The madness of the night made Jiang Feng feel refreshed, especially when Zhang Xiaolin was having sex with her, she deliberately said some crazy words in his ears, such as how soft Yang Mingxia's waist was, how sexy the earlobes were, how slender and well-proportioned Zhou Yang's legs were, and how soft and warm the lower abdomen were, which made Jiang Feng unable to control himself, and he just wanted to press her down and ravage her enough.

This girl's madness was unparalleled. He could not imagine what this girl was thinking in her mind, and he didn't dare to guess. That was too evil.

At 6:30 in the morning, Jiang Feng's biological clock responded on time. He gently pushed away his pink arms across his neck, and Jiang Feng stood up and sat up.

Zhang Xiaolin was still sleeping, and indecent sleeping posture had become a habit. One leg was pressed on the cushion and a towel was placed between her waist and abdomen. The privacy between most of the chest and the gap between her legs was visible, and Jiang Feng shook his head and sighed.

Even this girl is invisible in her sleep. Even she herself says that she is a natural mistress. Jiang Feng thinks this sentence is really classic.

After going down the stairs, the river breeze feels very comfortable. The climate in April is undoubtedly a better time of the year.

This public living room is big enough, with an area of ​​80 square meters enough for the ballerina to perform here. When Jiang Feng stood in the center of the living room, he walked twice and was sweating all over, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.

Walking out of the house, Jiang Feng was walking around the private garden, but he saw a slim figure watering flowers. He looked at his watch and found it was already seven o'clock.

"Where are you watering the flowers?" Jiang Feng approached and said in a loud voice.

"Ah?!" Zhou Yang was shocked and jumped up all of a sudden, almost throwing the watering kettle in his hand.

The backyard of each villa here has nearly 100 square meters of garden green space for homeowners to freely play. Some build antique pavilions, some renovate vegetable gardens to enjoy the pastoral atmosphere of the southern mountains under the eastern fence, and some ask design companies to tailor-made them into a small playground for children to play. Zhang Xiaolin's villa backyard has become Zhou Yang's favorite. He specially hired a garden company to plan and design and shape, and cultivate many flowers he likes.

"What's wrong, Yangyang. Isn't it? My voice or image is so terrifying?" Jiang Feng's heart was shaken. I wonder if this girl learned from Zhang Xiaolin. She was so bold that she wore a translucent suspender nightgown and jumped up. The pair of pigeon breasts on her chest were rippling. In addition, the white translucent silk pajamas were already a little close to her body, and the two pink buds suddenly came into her eyes, and the tight pants on her lower body also showed a hint of black.

Zhou Yang also noticed his indecent image keenly, and quickly placed a hand on his chest to block Jiang Feng's gaze and said coquettishly: "Who made you appear here quietly so early? I thought you were really a villain."

"Bad person? If you are a bad person, you will be miserable. Your image is just a gentleman, even if you are a gentleman, you will become a bad person." Jiang Fengcai teased, "Well, you have grown up."

"What did you say?" Zhou Yang was shy, happy and a little angry.

"Well, I didn't say anything, don't think so. I just said Yangyang is mature and I know to discard those cartoon pants and change to clothes that are more suitable for you now." Jiang Feng looked down and blinked.

Zhou Yang lowered his head and realized that his pajamas were indeed a little translucent, and even the embroidery on the front was clearly visible. He was ashamed and said angrily: "How come you are looking at these places?"

"Hua Tian is wronged, Yang Yang. You said that we are facing each other like this, I can't look at the side, right? But these pants are pretty good-looking, really, the style and color are very suitable for you." Jiang Feng shook his head with a smile. Seeing that the other person's face turned red with shame, he quickly waved his hand, "You can hurry up and continue, I'll leave for the time being."

Seeing Jiang Feng leaving in a hurry, Zhou Yang kicked his feet hatefully. He didn't sleep well last night. He heard Zhang Xiaolin's dead girl sing like a bird at four or five o'clock in the morning. I guess Xiaoxia is too.

I thought I should have been sleeping for a while after a night of hard work, but I didn't expect this person to get up so early.

Jiang Feng returned to the room embarrassedly. He thought about it and simply went to the gym to take a look. He pushed the door open, but saw a situation that was even more embarrassing and jealous. Yang Mingxia, wearing a small vest and shorts, was practicing yoga calmly. However, the small vest was too tight, which made the pair of beetles on her chest look very delicate, and the pair of raised beans were also clearly visible.

"Ah?!" Yang Mingxia also screamed, and suddenly remembered her image and hugged her chest, "Go out quickly!"

Jiang Feng, who was extremely embarrassed, could only run away with his head in his arms. What's this? He got up early in the morning and could meet these things wherever he went, but he could not pretend to be serious but he could not leave. Isn't this trouble? Isn't it a matter of worrying about not being able to be quiet this weekend, and not being able to be quiet from mental to physiological.

A different life. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. Read.)
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