Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

Boqing was only stunned for a second, then she glanced at Li Nian softly, her pale thin lips parted slightly.

"Your thoughts are evil."

"When she cooked noodles that night, she just put in too much vinegar."

Having said that, Boqing raised her hand in a little embarrassment, covered her uneasiness around her mouth, and then coughed slowly: "I never do that kind of thing."

Li Nian looked at the fickleness, and this time he was completely interested: "No way, you and so many women can roll on the bed anytime and anywhere, and you have never played 69? I don't believe it." [

The flimsy face was already a little red at this time, he moved his body uncomfortably, but still maintained the most calm and calm expression, and slowly replied: "No."

"Never had."

His tone was serious.

When he said this, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Li Nian, and said solemnly.

"I slept with other women, and they served me. I never took the initiative to ask for any woman."

"Only once...a year ago, that time, it was against Qiqi."

Li Nian turned his eyes slightly, looked at the flirtatiousness for a while, then put down his glass lightly, as if he had discovered a new world, "Then where did you learn how to flirt?"

"What flirting? I haven't learned it before." Thinly frowned, her tone was slightly warm, and her voice was as charming and intoxicating as if she was slightly drunk.

After a pause, his mind was at a loss for a moment, and the next second, he curled his lips into a faint smile.

Gorgeous smile.

"instinct."

Li Nian remained silent, time may only be such a man as Bo Qing, who can stand there, and a random movement can arouse people's desires and thoughts.

I always feel that it is flirting with all kinds of styles.

In fact, in his heart, maybe it was just a gesture.

He once said that among brothers, the purest one is fickleness, even though he knows that it is fickleness who has fucked and played with women the most.

In fact, in this man's haughty bones, what is pure is a blank slate.

The three big men in the room suddenly fell into deep thought. They leaned against the window and looked downstairs. They took the binoculars and took a closer look. It's been a long time, and they haven't gone out yet?Blocked by reporters?

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