"Ginger languor picked to pick eyebrows," you said, is that what I want to mean? "

Is his performance not obvious enough, he even asked Tang Xiu buried her burning face into yuan languid's arms, muttering: "No

"That's it." Jiang Lang suddenly picked up Princess Tangyou.

This side with the Lord, full also sleepy little chuu Mao saw the master was picked up, thought the master and they were playing together.

"Wang Wang Wang Wang!"

"Be quiet. I'll buy you a box of sausages tomorrow." Before closing the door, Jiang languo lures the dog.

As soon as she got up, she slowly sat down again, grabbing her two claws and staring at Jiang languo.

"It's a deal." Jiang languo reassured the little guy who understood people's words. He put his feet on the door and closed the door softly.

After Tang you is put down, Jiang Lang seems to be going to turn on the light. He bumps into Jiang languo's arms, and the whole movement is light and natural.

"No lights, no lights." "Don't turn on the light first."

He was afraid that he would be out of control and ugly to Jiang languo.

When the gentle kiss comes, two people slowly fall on the bed, and gradually they are inseparable.

I didn't expect that Jiang languo looks so hard for a man with soft lips and tastes so good.

Ginger languidly slowly grinding.

Tang Chuen hummed from the corner of her lips: "Hmm --"

for the first time, it was not as bad as I thought.

Tang Xiu's red face gradually changed the tone of tone: "ginger, I can."

This is no different from a hint that the man pinched his waist and began to gallop wantonly.

Strong feeling straight to the spine, Tang you breathless breath, about to drown, difficult to breathe.

The next day.

The sun shines through the window on Tang's eyelids, and Tang gives a sleepy hum.

He didn't want to move, his whole body was soft. But the sun was too dazzling, and a light in front of me made the soup with excellent spleen a little fidgety.

Jiang languo sleeps on his side, blocking him. And then I'll take them into my arms.

After a while, when the alarm clock rings, Jiang languo reaches out to stroke on the mobile phone and gets up.

Rubbing messy hair, but also with a heavy sleepiness to sleep. When he got up, he also lifted the quilt.

The air conditioner was still on, and the soup shivered with cold. He was vaguely pulling the quilt, and his voice was angry: "you're cold to me."

Jiang Yang turns around and wants to cover the quilt for Tang you. But he was shamelessly swallowing. He didn't expect that the place where the soup was not exposed to the sun was as white as tofu.

"Sorry." After a few more eyes, he rubbed his hair and covered the quilt.

It seems that in the future, we still need to turn on the lights and turn on more lights. The soup is so beautiful.

"Gentle knife, knife kills you." After such a move, Tang Qiu still wakes up.

Jiang languo is wearing clothes on one side, nodding, life is too beautiful, smile unconsciously is exposed: "gentle death you."

Tang Qiu suddenly grabs Jiang's leg and refuses to go to work. Jiang takes a step. He is a step away from the bed. Jiang takes another step, and he goes another step away from the bed.

When he was about to fall out of bed, he was picked up and put it back. When Jiang languo wants to leave, she is hugged by Tang Xiu.

Tang Chuan turns into Jiang's fitness equipment in an instant, and is carried back by Jiang and put on the bed.

Jiang languo kneels beside the bed on one knee and looks at Tang Xiu and asks, "what do you want to do?"

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