On TV, a bed scene was staged. The classic bed scenes between Xu Jinglei and Huang Lixing kept flashing. The broad shoulders, strong muscles, and brown chests were seen. Huang Lixing on TV strongly showed off the capital of men, and the muscle mass challenged Conan Doyle's physiological limits again and again.

Her breathing was rapid, and there were illusions in front of her eyes, and her consciousness gradually blurred, and she felt like burning in her body. She didn't know what was wrong with her, and her hands were unconsciously groping on her body.

But the moment her palm touched her body, she was so passionate that any cell in her skin was activated, releasing the unique charm of women.

Although she was determined, the passionate scenes were still playing in her mind, making her unable to control her emotions.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with me?" Conan Doyle, who realized that the flames of desire were burning in his body, became anxious, and even tears were almost forced out: "What's wrong with me? Why is it so uncomfortable?"

She slowly walked to the mirror, her face turned red because of her breathing, and her delicate skin also turned red, as if all the blood was pouring onto her skin.

ah!

A delicate gasp sounded, and she fell to the ground with rapid breathing. Just now, her fingers accidentally touched the sensitive area, but she fell to the ground with excitement.

squeak.

The door opened, Yin Hui walked in with a lot of things in her hand. Seeing Conan Doyle falling to the ground, she hurriedly threw the things in her hand on the table and wanted to help Conan Doyle.

But the moment she touched Conan Doyle with her hands, she actually got up in pain.

The God Invisible sounded so delicate, with a strong breath, and it sounded like the sound of a girl on the bed.

Yin Hui's heart was itchy, but she still suppressed the strong desire in her heart, held her in her arms, and prepared to put her on the bed.

However, Yin Hui's strong chest pressed against Conan Doyle, which made Conan Doyle unable to bear it. He actually hugged him frantically, his lips nostalgic on his lips, and his kissed them one by one.

Yin Hui was shocked and remembered a ridiculous title: I and my female boss had a room that night.

He grabbed Conan Doyle's arm with powerful hands and gently placed her on the bed, almost shouting: "Conan Doyle, wake up, even if you drink some wine, you must keep your will. This is how you taught us."

Conan Doyle raised his intoxicated eyes, and was stimulated by Yin Hui's words and regained a trace of rationality: "Yin Hui, I... I've been... drugged."

The strong gasping sound was filled with the unique scent of milk that was unique to women, making Yin Hui intoxicated. Especially at ### Conan Doyle's two soft peaks rubbed against his chest, making him unable to extricate himself.

"What? I'm taking medicine!" He almost jumped up and jumped for more than three feet: "Which fucking bastard is it? I must kill him!"

After saying that, he was going to go out to take revenge. What he hated the most was the guy who used such despicable means.

"Yin Hui, don't leave me, don't leave me." Conan Doyle got up from the bed and stretched out his hands to grab Yin Hui, but unexpectedly, he grabbed it and fell off the bed.

"Conan Doyle." Yin Hui hurriedly helped Conan Doyle up and hugged her in his arms again, feeling at a loss, he didn't know what to do.

"Don't leave me. Don't leave me." The words seemed to be muttering in her mouth, and she kept breathing.

"I won't leave you, don't worry, I won't leave you." Yin Hui also forgot everything, as if he was Conan Doyle's tonight, and he didn't even take the world seriously.

"Yin Hun, hug me tightly, hug me tightly." The medicinal properties began to work, Conan Doyle's whole body was hot, and the strong medicinal effect made Conan Doyle unconscious and collapsed in Yin Hun's arms.

Looking at Conan Doyle in her exposed clothes, Yin Hui also reacted, her face flushed, and the unconsciously congested place just hit Conan Doyle.

He moved his body awkwardly to the back, and after a long breath, he barely recovered.

Conan Doyle was sleeping in his arms like a little rabbit. He was so obedient that he looked like a baby. The heating was turned off at some point, and the room began to get cold. However, the temperature on Conan Doyle's body still did not fade, as if he was having a high fever.

"Conan Doyle, Conan Doyle? Wake up!" Yin Hui called her gently, hoping that Conan Doyle would be bad by the strong medicinal properties, trying to wake her up.

Finally, Conan Doyle's weak eyelids finally raised up. The slightly red eyeballs under the eyelids made Yin Hui very worried. He helped her up, observed carefully for a long time, and sighed: "Conan Doyle, let's go to the hospital. Your eyes..."

Conan Doyle fell back into Yin Hui's arms in fear: "Don't go, don't go. I'll be infamous."

Yin Hui sighed.

Although their identities are very hidden, the hospital's surveillance camera is directly connected to the National Security Bureau's network system. If they go to the hospital, they will definitely be identified by the surveillance system. At that time, as long as the headquarters redirects the hospital's files, they will definitely find a vicious incident that happened to Conan Doyle in the bar.

Conan Doyle has always been a good citizen who abides by laws and regulations, and is also a good seedling that the headquarters attaches great importance to training. If this incident is spread, it can be a fatal blow to her career.

Given this idea, Yin Hui had to hold Conan Doyle in his arms again.

But his body exuded a manly aura that made Conan Doyle intoxicated.

The strong medicinal effect began to gradually spread to her heart. Her whole body was extremely soft, just like little ants crawling around, and the heat burned thousands of degrees in her body made her constantly move, and she said in a dreamlike voice: "So hot, so hot." Her hands unconsciously took off her clothes.

This medicine with strong medicinal properties cannot be stopped when it exerts its power, not to mention Conan Doyle.

In order to keep her last bit of rationality, she secretly bit her arm with her hands, trying to restore her mind. But it was obvious that this was not realistic at all, and the strength of the medicine was not something he could imagine.

Yin Hui felt something unusual and quickly turned around and saw Conan Doyle biting his arm, and a tooth mark on his arm was bleeding.

He avoided his arm with distress, wiped off the saliva on it, and scolded him with distress: "Why are you so stupid?" He looked for it from the plastic bag, finally took out medical tape, and tied it around her arm for a few times.

Conan Doyle's arm was still taking off his clothes, and the remaining layer of clothes was quickly torn off by him. The exposed skin emitted a strong light shining with Yin Hun's eyes.

The faint skin added Conan Doyle's temptation and temptation. Originally, Yin Hui and Conan Doyle were together, breathing the medicinal properties emitted from her mouth, but they actually had some reactions. In addition, the strong temptation and temptation and temptation from this foreign beauty made him at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"Yin Hui, save me, save me." Conan Doyle came up in a daze, put his body on Yin Hui's arm, hugged him tightly, infecting Yin Hui and attacking his resistance.

"We..." Yin Hui was about to say something, but a soft thing blocked his lips, and a fragrant and sweet liquid filled his mouth. He enjoyed it very much. The last trace of reason was completely expelled. He was like a person who had lost resistance and was completely fiddled by the other party.

Finally, Conan Doyle's initiative gave Yin Hui endless courage. He turned into a wild beast and held her in his arms. Her delicate body struggled in his broad mind, but she still couldn't break free from Yin Hui's arms.

The medicinal properties became stronger and stronger. The small room in the hotel was filled with Conan Doyle's voice. Yin Hui's body, which was like a beast, hit Conan Doyle again and again, and the pain sound seemed to encourage him and add fuel to him.

In this world, it seemed that only Conan Doyle's heavy breathing was left and the squeaking sound of the somewhat worn wooden bed.

The two snake-like bodies rolled around, and the scene was hot. I can guarantee that it was a hundred times more sexy than any uncensored disc you saw.

The crowd at work in the morning made all kinds of noisy sounds and came in through the half-pulled curtains. Conan Doyle subconsciously touched his forehead with his hand, and his hand inadvertently touched a warm thing. He opened his eyes and looked at it for a long time, and his face was flushed with shame.

The thing that had not even appeared in her fantasy was firmly held in her hand. Her head was so painful, but she still used her brain cells to recall what happened last night. Until the hot scenes jumped in her mind, her face that had already flushed even redder. She grabbed a handful of her next to her, and finally grabbed her clothes, hurriedly broke free from Yin Hun's strong and powerful arms, and quickly put on her clothes.
Chapter completed!