Same life brother

Seeing that there was indeed a bed in the room, Fusheng said, "Director Zhang, how can you arrange it like this? I'll go and book another room!" After saying that, Fusheng turned around and wanted to go out.

"Fusheng! I don't allow you to go! You... If you go and don't come back, where can I find you? I know that Director Zhang always wants to drag you to do bad things! I won't ask you to go! I'm here today Look at you, one room is one room!" Song Weiwei blushed slightly, lowered her head and said softly.

"Weiwei! I, I know that you are doing it for my own good! But how can we rest on this bed! Besides, you also know that I have a girlfriend, so I can't give you a responsibility! It's not easy for us to sleep on it. Together! Tell me...!" Fusheng said in a very embarrassed way.

"Who said I want to sleep with you!? You sleep in yours, I sleep in mine! Just don't allow you to go out! Okay! You go take a bath! I'll give you a massage later, it's better than you go to that bathing center It's too much, and you don't need to pay! Hehe!" After Song Weiwei finished speaking, she smiled and pushed Fusheng to the bathroom next to her.

"Hehe! Then what are you going to do! Stand here overnight! Or...or I'll...!" Fu Sheng still wanted to go out, but Song Weiwei pushed him into the bathroom before he finished speaking.

Fusheng had no choice but to take a shower and walk out of the bathroom in his pajamas.Suddenly, she saw that Song Weiwei had already put on her pajamas and was sitting on the big bed.

"Ahem! Weiwei! How about I sleep on the floor!" Fusheng said embarrassedly.

"Cut! You are still embarrassed! Don't forget that I undressed you back then. Come here! I gave you a massage, and I didn't ask you to enjoy a bath and massage with Director Zhang. I will make it up for you here!" Song Weiwei said It looks very generous.

"This is not good! I...!" Fu Sheng didn't know what to say.

"Oh! Come here!" Song Weiwei got out of bed, and pulled Fusheng over to the bed.Let Fusheng climb onto the bed, and then give Fusheng a massage!

Ten minutes passed. Director Zhang looked at his watch downstairs and then looked up upstairs.With a hey smile, it seems that Secretary Song Weiwei Song really has something to do with Fusheng, otherwise Fusheng should have come down.Forget it, since the two of them lived in the same room, there was no need for Fu Sheng to have any fun.Let the two of them entertain themselves!Hehehe!Zhang Jianjun turned and went back to his room.

Fusheng and Song Weiwei were sleeping on each side of the bed, but both of them were staring at each other, neither of them could fall asleep.There is a quilt in the middle, and everyone wants to get under the quilt, but no one is embarrassed to go in.

"Fusheng! You... You don't... Don't you have any ideas?" Song Weiwei stammered suddenly with a blushing face.

"I... ahem! I'm going to turn off the lights!"

Fusheng got up and went over to turn off the light, then returned to the bed lightly.Lying on the bed, gently pulled up the quilt, and tentatively got half of her body inside.Suddenly, he felt a rush of heat, and he was so scared that he wanted to back out, but a hand had already grabbed his arm.There was a wild beating in my heart.

Suddenly, Fusheng felt hot in the dark, and Song Weiwei was already pressing on him.A small mouth was printed on his own.Fusheng couldn't control it anymore, turned over and pinned Song Weiwei under him.

"Uh!...Oh!" After a while, there were bursts of moaning.