Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

What kind of history is that?

Ten years ago, what happened between him and her?

The more I investigate, the more foggy I feel.

He was curious, and more and more curious.

Chang Mian was both happy and annoyed, it must be a very important memory!

How could he forget?

And that idiot Xinshangshang, she couldn't remember such an important memory at all, and kept remembering some useless things all day long!

I really want to open my brain and hers to see what was hidden at that time!

Even when he called Fu Hong a few days ago, Fu Hong also asked her what kind of little girl he was in confusion!

Damn it, when it's critical, no one is reliable!

No, there must be reliable people, that is, the group of spies who killed their parents back then. I don't know if they have died all these years? !

Thinking of this, Chang Mian immediately called Leng Heng.

"Leng Heng, go and check for me again. Is there any one of those agents who killed my parents still alive? If so, I want to know the whole story of how I was tortured by them back then."

But Chang Mian had little fantasy in his heart.

It seems that most of them died in his hands mysteriously. Without anyone noticing, he is a person who truly upholds the vengeance of a gentleman, and it is not too late for ten years!

Suddenly a pair of arms hooked behind his neck.

A faint fragrance enters the nostrils.

Chang Mian hung up the phone casually, then grabbed one of her hands, pulled her from behind to the front, and let her sit on his lap.

Changshang took advantage of the situation and sat on his body, rubbing against him extremely restlessly, until she felt that the padded mat was the most comfortable state, then she calmed down, snatched his mobile phone, and changed a song.

Brilliant hit.

Chang Mian squinted her eyes: "In the evening, you are still so excited, listen to some soothing songs, they are lullabies; when you listen to such hot songs, you will be so excited that you can't fall asleep, don't make me sleep too loudly." .”

Chang Mian pursed her lips and was about to switch to another song when Chang Mian's thoughts jumped.

Then he gave her a slight push. "Go, show me a belly dance. It's very interesting to watch your head-scratching movements last time."

"Do not."

Thinking of what happened last time, Shangshang shook his head with lingering fear.

"going or not?"

She shook her head: "I don't dance."

"Hey, I really don't take my words to heart more and more,"

Chang Mian frowned slightly, trembling, with a three-point threat on his face, seven-point desire, and pushed her again: "Don't dawdle, hurry up, just the movements of twisting your waist and swinging your hips, I like the most."