Chapter 3 Idol Trainee (Micro H)

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Huh... This cynical Zhang Tianming.

Ning Wan hld the scene, calmly closed the door, shook off the high heels on her feet, put her handbag on the bedside table, and then said: You go out, I really don't need it.

However, Mr. Zhang has already paid.

He spoke, his voice was very clear and a little matte magnetic.If you deliberately lower your voice, it will have a smoky sound effect, and it will definitely sound very good through the recording device.

Stop!Ning Wan thinks it is really, enough: Then you just take it as a waste of money.

The young man hesitated for a while: However, Mr. Zhang said that if I was kicked out in advance, I would have to pay him twice...

What?The style of the rich second generation really opened her eyes. In fact, she was very casual in dealing with this matter, but... the wine had a little stamina, Ning Wan was slightly dizzy, too lazy to play with him again, loosened the buttons on the collar of her shirt, and looked at large unknown creatures. I'll go take a shower, you can also wash off these messy cosmetics, it looks bad.

Oh... This time, there is no such thing as the ending sound is long and soft.

She couldn't stand these people treating youth as capital and squandering them wantonly.

The hotel washbasin is separated from the shower room. When warm water flows through her collarbone, she slides down her bare skin until it gathers on the soles of her feet, like a pair of gentle hands, brushing away the fatigue.

Ning Wan especially likes the feeling of showering.

The sliding door of the bathroom was slipped open, and a cool breeze took the opportunity to get in. Ning Wan looked up in the mist created by the shower. She thought that this man must have a good appearance, but... after taking off his makeup, he could see a foul, right?

The standard three courtyards and five eyes, each edge is natural, made from the curve from the chin to the hairline, gentle and firm, handsome and recognizable.

The young skin is white and thin, and the most important thing is those eyes, with the corners of the eyes drooping, and the clear eyes are full of novelty of exploring the world.

He is really young, different from the kind of youth he maintained by Zhang Tianming.His eyes were unpredictable and had experienced many vicissitudes.

The boy was slightly embarrassed by her eyes, and a pink color floated on his white jade-like cheeks, but he could not hide the joy of being affirmed.

What is its name?

You Miao...

Adult?

It's nineteen...

Well, a beautiful age.The shower was still gushing, Ning Wan didn't feel embarrassed at all. It was obvious that she had the upper hand and her figure was a beauty.

You Miao stepped into the shower room, and the space suddenly seemed cramped. He had a very good figure with a perfect muscle shape. In the black jungle between him, a pink thing was half raised. He said: Sister, will I help you wash it?

Very Ah... She suddenly developed expectations for this wonderful night, so she turned around and turned her back to You Miao.

You Miao turned off the shower, and he pressed it from behind. He rubbed a large piece of fruit-flavored shower gel in his palm, and returned to Ning Wan's towering breasts.

Ning Wan noticed that the palm of her hand trembled slightly when she pressed against the skin on her chest through the shower gel.

He seemed to be helping her clean it very seriously. His big palms with distinct joints wrapped around a ball of breast meat, slowly drew circles inward, and at the same time, his thumb was spinning and rubbing the hard fruit at the top.

A trace of long-lost sourness slowly climbed from his chest, Ning Wan narrowed her eyes slightly, enjoying his care.

The shower gel was smooth, but you could still feel the clear patterns on his palms. He scraped and rubbed them until he rubbed his breasts all over. The big hand moved down, stroking his thin and round waist. When passing by his navel, he also stuck his index finger in and buckled it.

Then she reached the forbidden area at the center of her legs. Her hair was sparse. She was smeared with shower gel by the man and made a rich bubble. The strange itching made her scream.

She thought, maybe there was a real chance tonight.