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Chapter 157 Identity

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In the roof suite of the hotel, An Sheng was pushed from behind by the man to the floor-to-ceiling window on the entire floor. His hands were sometimes tightly pressed against the glass in front of him, and sometimes he was knocked down by the man's fierce movements.

The rapid gasps condensed into water mist, and was wiped away by the girl's struggled movements. The originally clear and transparent glass is now mottled, like this messy room

As the man exerted force suddenly, An Sheng heard a cat-like whisper from his mouth, and clear mist filled his eyes again, but none of this could stop An Sheng's inexplicable sense of being peeped out.

The room is located on a rare and extremely high floor, and even if the window is brightly lit, it is difficult for anyone to see it, but today An Sheng can never completely put his mind into love.

If 030 is there, you can consume points for it to view, but since An Sheng decided not to guide men to get points, 030 has lost most of the value of the system, and basically only has the function of leaving it at home to sell stupid things, and at most it is added to the identity of a mobile mall.

It seems that it is better to bring 030 with you again

Obviously, An Sheng's distractedness had already been noticed by another protagonist. Chu Qing once again caught off guard and finally knocked down the tears wrapped in An Sheng's eyes.

He narrowed his eyes and enjoyed the sudden surprise at this moment. He stared at the girl's tight jade neck, which was as tight as a crescent moon, and suddenly pinched the girl's jaw forward with one hand, twisted half of her face. While slowing down, he polished the delicate earlobes with his teeth, and threatened with a hoarse and slow voice: Can you still be distracted in my bed? An Sheng, you are the first one.

Chu Qing smiled evilly, but no self-esteem could tolerate the provocation of his lover in his male abilities. He originally wanted to use some means to polish this little thing that was ignorant of life and death.

But the tears hanging on the long erect eyelashes were fascinated by the tears that were shining with white moonlight, and I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and sip it into my mouth.

Then he lingered on An Sheng's white and tender little face for a while, until the girl with flushed cheeks calmed down and pushed him away impatiently, then rubbed the girl's temples and spoke again, but her tone had already softened a lot.

What are you thinking, huh?

Thinking about it... I think the dignified director Chu is actually a dog. An Sheng turned his face away and escaped from the shackles of the man's big hands. He panted and looked at him with a sarcasm, and licked him when he caught someone...Ah...

The man's muscles suddenly tense and relaxed. He pressed the girl's lower abdomen with one hand, and took back the person who was almost slipped. He pressed it tightly on his body, trying to calm down the desire that had suddenly surged up just now, and turned around and polished it in a bad mood: I am a dog? Then what are you?

An Sheng could naturally understand his dirty words. This man not only had many tricks on the bed, but also spoke in his mouth. He would say whatever dirty words were the most exciting. He never had a doorway.

If An Sheng had been in normal times, he might have obeyed his wishes and would continue to enjoy it if he wanted to refuse, but he really couldn't get involved today.

The two of them have done it several times since the beginning of the darkness, and from the beginning of the dry fire, they gradually became chewed slowly. An Sheng was half full at this time, so he pulled out his x and kicked him ruthlessly. His face was red and he had not yet retreated, but his tone was clear and cold, without any trace of laziness in love:

You get out of the way, I'll go to take a shower and you're all covered in your saliva. I'm so disgusting.

Chu Lv gradually got used to An Sheng's choking little temperament. He didn't feel offended when he heard this. He even felt a sense of joy of being spoiled. He just caressed him like a little cat waving his claws, trying to arouse the other party's interest again: What's the hurry? What time is it now?

But when An Sheng continued to push him unmoved, he realized that this little thing was serious

He never forced a woman, and even though he was still unsatisfied, he still let go of others very gentlemanly even though he was still willing to do so.

But this did not affect his retreat as he advanced, and pretended to be pitiful with a half-hard thing: What should I do when I went back so early? As I was talking, I suddenly seemed to have thought about it and guessed sarcastically, don't tell me, there is still a man hidden in your house.

An Sheng picked up his phone from the sofa and looked back at him with a smile: What if I say yes?

After saying that, without waiting for Chu Qing to react, he walked to the bathroom

Chu Qing was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly grabbed An Sheng, who was facing his back, pulled the person back, frowned and asked: What do you mean?

An Sheng had weak legs and feet, and was pulled hard at this moment and almost fell down. Facing the man's questioning, he suddenly lost his good temper.

She glanced at the man casually, suddenly chuckled, approached the man, gently put her little hand on the man's chest, and leaned close to his ear and said softly:

They are all out to play, so I don’t need to remind Director Chu of his identity? Don’t say that I raise a man at home, I just raise ten or eight. Director Chu’s wavy wave, do you think... Her little hand gently stroked her chest, and she heard the man’s sexy panting with satisfaction, but her tone turned sharply. She suddenly became as cold as the ice in the cold winter. Are you qualified to ask?

After saying that, he gently pushed the man forward, pushed the man away from his side, and turned around and entered the bathroom without any nostalgia.

Chu Qing, a man of about 1.8 meters, was pushed to death by An Sheng.

At this moment, he felt that a large basin of cold water was poured on his head. After he stood firm on the sofa, he finally woke up completely.