() Maybe this was Yang Qing's second love affair after the first time, and she was more sensitive. Maybe Yang Qing was too excited. In short, Yang Qing only swayed on Tang Sanmu's body for five minutes.

Before he could, his body stiffened, and then he trembled for a long time. The hands that were touching Tang Sanmu's chest also pinched Tang Sanmu painfully.

"Hehe..." Tang Sanmu endured the pain and smiled evilly.

Yang Qing's pretty face turned red, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, she took a long breath and pinched Tang Sanmu hard: "Bad thing, I'll make you laugh!"

"Tsk tsk! What a plump body. I thought that a mature woman like you would be able to withstand the 'bumps', but it didn't even last five minutes, haha... Sister Qing, what should I do now? You feel comfortable."

, and for me, my warm-up doesn’t even count.”

Yang Qing curled her lips and leaned close to Tang Sanmu. She used her right hand to signal Tang Sanmu to turn over: "Don't come out, just let him turn over inside."

Tang Sanmu immediately followed the instructions, and the two merged and turned over, becoming Yang Qing at the bottom and Tang Sanmu at the top.

Yang Qing slept in a comfortable position and was prepared to face the storm: "Here, bad thing, do whatever you want. But don't break my little sister. If you break the little sister, it will be your loss."

"

"I'm crushing! Sister Qing, don't your words excite me? The exciting moment has arrived. Sister Qing, I'll do it to you, I'll do it to your little sister!" Tang Sanmu started doing it crazily.

"..."

After doing it continuously for a long time, Yang Qing was still enjoying it happily. Only then did Tang Sanmu realize that he had laughed too early! Yang Qing's follow-up power was so powerful that Tang Sanmu was truly convinced! He couldn't help but

Yes, Tang Sanmu's speed slowed down. To be honest, driving piles like this is very tiring.

Yang Qing looked at the mobile phone on the side, and curled her lips: "It's only been fifty minutes, and you're already slowing down? No, you have to keep up, fast! Fast! Fast!"

Three consecutive words of "quick" made Tang Sanmu panic. The hands supporting his body softened, and his body pressed against Yang Qing. At the same time, he was so stimulated by Yang Qing that he could no longer bear it, and lay down

Yang Qing's body erupted to her heart's content!

Yang Qing hugged Tang Sanmu's head and said with a smile: "Haha... Bad thing, how dare you laugh at me, now you know what I am capable of! It doesn't matter if I take five minutes, you will still be soft after fifty minutes."

Tang Sanmu's head arched into the ravine on Yang Qing's chest: "Seriously, Sister Qing, we are about to meet a good talent and an opponent in chess. Sister Qing, please let me rest for a while, and we will come back later. 2

It’s only fair that everyone erupts once before fighting again.”

Yang Qing stroked Tang Sanmu's hair and smiled: "I'll wait for you to fight again! By the way, why did you suddenly appear in Paris again after you suddenly disappeared?"

"Well, Sister Qing, I really can't say the reason. But Sister Qing asked, so I have to say it. Isn't it Paris Fashion Week now? My master asked me to come because my master's granddaughter's cousin's cousin's

My aunt's sister-in-law's little sister... was coming to observe the fashion week, and I came as her bodyguard. I must listen to what the master said, so I showed up in Paris."

Yang Qing felt dizzy after hearing the constant exchange of characters and relationships. He also knew that Tang Sanmu was playing tricks, so he angrily twisted Tang Sanmu's ears and pulled his head away from his chest: "Tell the truth, otherwise, you can't even think about it.

Do it again!”

Tang San was stunned: "Sister Qing, how can you use this to threaten us? Let's do it together. Aren't we just going to get a child? This is a common need."

"You're still talkative, why don't you say it! Say it succinctly!" Yang Qing pushed her butt upwards, trying to push Tang Sanmu down her body.

"Okay, my master's order requires me to be Mei Yidan's bodyguard for a few days, that's it." Tang Sanmu told half the truth.

Yang Qing was confused: "Is your master related to Mei Yidan?"

"Yes, Sister Qing, when is the fashion show of Hidden Lake Fashion scheduled?" Tang Sanmu changed the subject quietly.

"The day after tomorrow. After the fashion show is over, we will go back. The Paris branch of the group will handle the follow-up matters. When will you go back? You know, you are Mr. Ling's full-time driver and bodyguard. If you do this, you will be punished by Ling.

They always get fired.”

"I don't know when to go back yet. When Mei Yidan goes back, I will be able to deliver the mission. Sister Qing, let's continue fighting." Tang Sanmu was afraid that Yang Qing would pester her and ask if the game was over, so he had to start a fight in advance.

.

"You don't have to ask me if you want to fight or not. I'm ready to fight at any time. Just come!" Yang Qing thrust her butt out again.

This time, Tang Sanmu learned wisely and no longer let Yang Qing just lie down and wait for work. Yang Qing just lay down to fight, and Tang Sanmu was really not sure of defeating her. Under Tang Sanmu's guidance, the whole room became a

The battlefield of love between two people!

When Tang Sanmu pressed Yang Qing on the window sill, raised her buttocks, and attacked from behind, Tang Sanmu's cell phone rang. Tang Sanmu didn't intend to answer it. But Yang Qing said, "Go and answer it.

It’s so noisy.”

Tang Sanmu left the battlefield and took his mobile phone and quickly entered the battlefield again. While fighting, he checked his mobile phone. The call was from Mei Hanxiao. Tang Sanmu was startled. Could it be that tonight's action has to be advanced? Who cares, at this time

, conquering Yang Qing is the first priority!

"Take it." At this moment, Yang Qing was trembling as she spoke. She was on the verge of defeat and wanted Tang Sanmu to answer the phone so that she could have a chance to breathe and turn defeat into victory.

Tang Sanmu smiled evilly and answered the phone, but did not speak. Instead, he put the phone close to the battlefield where he and Yang Qing were fighting. The fierce sound of "plop, plop" on the battlefield was heard through the mobile phone.

, passed it to Mei and listened with a smile!

Over there, Tang Sanmu didn't answer the phone for a long time, which made Mei Hanxiao angry. After the call was answered, he began to curse for a while. After cursing for a while, he didn't hear Tang Sanmu's words, but heard a continuous "Puch, plop" sound.

'Voices.

What is this sound? This kind of sound should be related to water. Is Tang Sanmu playing by the water? Mei Hanxiao was confused: "What sound is that? Tang Sanmu, you pig, what are you doing, get back as soon as possible!"

At this time, Tang Sanmu had already turned on the hands-free function of his mobile phone, and Mei's smiling voice was heard to Yang Qing word for word. Yang Qing glanced back and saw the mobile phone placed at the junction of the two of them, and immediately

After understanding the meaning of Mei Hanxiao's question, he couldn't help but tremble and almost fell into defeat.

Tang Sanmu smiled mischievously: "Mr. Mei, I can't go back now. I'm making glutinous rice cakes with my fellow villagers at their home, and we're just halfway through making glutinous rice cakes. Mr. Mei, when I finish making glutinous rice cakes, I'll rush back right away."

Mei Hanxiao didn't understand: "Making glutinous rice cakes? What is that? Do you have a fellow villager in Paris? You are talking nonsense."

Tang Sanmu explained: "Mr. Mei, making glutinous rice cake is a dialect of ours, which means making glutinous rice cake. Think about it, when making glutinous rice cake, you put cooked glutinous rice into a stone trough and pound it with a stone hammer.

It is made into a puree. The sound of "plop, plop" is the sound of stone hammer pounding glutinous rice juice. Does Mr. Mei understand? As for fellow countrymen, under the blue sky, there are my fellow countrymen from China everywhere. Is there anything strange about this?

."

Mei Hanxiao understood, since Tang Sanmu was making glutinous rice cakes at a fellow villager's house, there was nothing to get angry about: "The sound is so loud, and it sounds very pleasant to the ears. Tang Sanmu, you are pounding rice cakes very hard. Come back soon after finishing the pounding. Tonight

Go earlier."

Tang Sanmu smiled and said: "Okay, Mr. Mei, then I'll speed up the process and go back when I'm done. That's it. I'm hanging up."

Mei Hanxiao said quickly: "No, the sound of beating rice cakes sounds very magnetic. Just leave the phone on and let me listen. Don't worry about me. Just go and beat it yourself. I don't want to hear it anymore."

When the time comes, I will naturally hang up the phone.”

Tang Sanmu trembled when he heard this, and almost lost control. Damn it, it turns out that Mei Hanxiao likes to hear this kind of sound!

When Yang Qing heard Mei Hanxiao say this, she was so stimulated that she could no longer resist Tang Sanmu's attack. She groaned and was completely defeated!
Chapter completed!