Then County Magistrate Yang approached Dabao with his big belly like a pregnant woman and whispered in his ear: I will hold a family banquet to entertain Mayor Jia and his wife in the evening. Your godfather and godmother have agreed. Dabao, you want to give you Uncle Yang this face!
Dabao endured the smell of County Mayor Yang's smell of alcohol and smoke, so he had to force himself to agree with a smile.
When Huang Yarong saw Dabao's frowning look, she couldn't help but smile. She knew that he seemed to Fang Hongjian in "The Siege" could not stand the smell of Mrs. Chen, and finally learned about County Mayor Yang's power.
It is rare that Jarenson has had chronic rhinitis for many years, so even if County Magistrate Yang is accompanying him diligently, he can still be as safe as possible.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes, cups and laughter, Dabao was very bored by the table of official words. Even those people in the cultural circle were full of fame and fortune. Once culture and art were linked to politics, they would inevitably lose their due purity and taste.
Huang Yarong was tired of these extravagant and wasteful social engagements in the officialdom, so she stood up and said: Everyone, I’m sorry, I may have drunk too much and felt uncomfortable, so I lost my companion first!
Brother and sister, it doesn’t matter?
Yang County's prescription was drinking to cover his face, so he naturally wanted to bring each other closer because he was older than Jarenson. He also smiled and reminded him: Brother and sister, take a good rest first, and don't forget to come to my house to have a banquet in the evening.
Sister Huang, once you leave, I look lonely!Zhou Jiejiao smiled and tried to keep her.
County Mayor Yang, County Mayor Zhou, don’t get Lunson drunk!Huang Yarong's beautiful eyes were flowing, and Gu Pan smiled brightly and said: I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
After saying that, everyone left the seat and stood up and watched.
Godmother, I'll take you back to your room!
Dabao had long been tired of such a boring banquet, so he took the opportunity to get up and support his godmother Huang Yarong back to his room.
Zhou Jie watched Dabao leave reluctantly.
Have you gained any new results in the past two days?Little bad guy?Huang Yarong asked with a smile.
No Ah!Dabao said with a smile on his face, watching the elevator door close, and he said: Godmother, Sun...
Shh!Huang Yarong signaled him not to talk about this matter here, and laughed at him by changing the topic: Little bad guy, aren’t there any new harvests?
Only the snow plum blossoms belong to plum blossoms!Dabao thought to himself that he could not tell about his romantic affairs with Liu Haimi, right?
For the time being, I can only treat Xuemei perfunctorily.
Snow plum?Oh, is it the daughter of Liu Haimi?What about besides Xuemei?Are there really no other beautiful sisters?Huang Yarong asked with a smile on her face.
How dare I hide it from my godmother?Dabao hugged Huang Yarong's plump and soft willow waist and said coquettishly.
Back at the luxurious presidential suite, Huang Yarong said: It’s safer here!
Godmother, is there a wiretap in the elevator?Dabao asked.
There is no eavesdropping machine, but there is a camera.
Huang Yarong said: However, for the sake of safety, star-rated hotels generally have cameras in public facilities for security monitoring. At least no monitoring facilities have been found in this room, which is quite safe.
How did the godmother see it?Dabao said in surprise.
Have you forgotten what my sister does?Huang Yarong smiled and said: My sister is responsible for national security in the army. I know a little about it, but it is enough to see through some small tricks!
That Sun Liying seemed to have some problems... Dabao said, and took a glass of water and brought it respectfully to Huang Yarong.
Are you still embarrassed to say it?Huang Yarong said angrily: If you are not romantic and fickle, how could she stick to you?
Godmother!Dabao sat next to Huang Yarong, hugged her plump and soft willow waist and acted coquettishly and said: Why are you turning your elbow out?He doesn't help his son but speaks for others.
Why is Sun Liying having a problem?Since Huang Yarong was kissed and harassed by Dabao in the woods by Yandu pool, after having dinner with Zhou Jie that day, she was touched and rubbed her breasts. Her heart had long been floating. At this time, she was smelled by the willow waist upstairs, smelling the strong masculine aura of man and the residual lewd smell of men and women, which made her feel panicked.
Dabao said about Sun Liying's actions when she was dancing just now: It seems that she is drunk and doesn't mean to drink, she cares about my white marble plaque!
I thought you were fascinated when you saw the beauty!It seems that you have not lost your mind yet.
Huang Yarong smiled and teased: I also felt that not only Sun Liying had problems, but that boss may not be without problems. You are now Tang Monk's flesh, and everyone wants to take a bite!hehe!
If I were Tang Monk, my godmother would be the compassionate and beautiful Guanyin Bodhisattva!
Dabao hugged Huang Yarong's willow waist and joked: Godmother, you must protect me from being harmed by those beautiful fairies with ulterior motives!
Little bad guy, smooth-mouthed!Do you still need the protection of your godmother?You are more than just Tang Monk?You are also the two-in-one complex of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie!You are the four masters and disciples of Tang Seng. Although you have not yet discovered that you have the advantages of Sha Seng’s diligence and hard work, you are at least in Trinity!
Huang Yarong smiled and said: It seems that you can seek the true scriptures alone!hehe!
Why am I a complex of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie?Dabao wondered.
Because you have the black dragon entering your body and possess the evil dragon fist, just like Sun Wukong, you have vast supernatural powers; however, the Hundred Flowers Score opens your nature, and reveals it completely. Isn’t it like Zhu Bajie who is so bold?
Huang Yarong stretched out her delicate hand and twisted Dabao's ears and teased: Honestly, is Zhou Jie your Miss Gao or your Moon Palace Chang'e?
How did your godmother know?Dabao asked with a smile on his face.
At the banquet just now, although Zhou Jie was at the same table with us, she was in Cao's camp and was in the heart of the Han Dynasty, and she looked at you with affection from time to time!The eyes are full of love. You two came back together. When she saw you, she was secretly sending love. Do you think your godmother didn't notice it?
Huang Yarong smiled and teased: No wonder County Mayor Zhou drove to pick you up in person!It seems that the love between a man and a man is deeply in love!
What a godmother, it seems that your eyes are as bright as lightning, and I can't hide anything from you!Dabao snuggled in Huang Yarong's arms and acted coquettishly.
What kind of flower is Zhou Jie?Huang Yarong felt a little sour in her heart, and she twisted the big treasure's ears with her slender hands.
I'm also very surprised Ah!Sister Zhou Jie actually showed no flowers!
Dabao didn't want to mention the secret of Su Fangfei's debauchery of the chrysanthemum buds before the chrysanthemums were blushed, so he said in confusion: But, I was really interested in Sister Zhou Jie at that time and was very impulsive!Who knows that she is not actually a person from the Hundred Flowers Book?
Little bad guy, Zhou Jie is about the same age as her godmother. You even call her sister. It's so stingy.
Huang Yarong said coquettishly: It seems that your Oedipus complex is getting worse and worse, and you are about to become terminally ill!
Actually, what I am really obsessed with is your godmother Ah!Dabao hugged Huang Yarong's plump and round body and acted coquettishly and said: It's just that my godmother has always refused to formally face my obsession!
Little bad guy, what nonsense?
Huang Yarong was coquettish, but she felt happy in her heart. She said shyly and charmingly: If you dare to be a big or a young man with your godmother, let me see if I don’t beat you, a little villain?
Dabao was already ready to move when he saw his godmother Huang Yarong. He saw that his godmother was wearing a black velvet tulle skirt today, which made him look even more graceful and beautiful and elegant.
The dark and dark eyes, the willow eyebrows, the delicious cherry lips, the graceful peach cheeks, through the black velvet tulle skirt, a pair of still plump and firm angrily trembled with her movements, the breasts were rippling, and the jade legs wrapped in flesh-colored transparent stockings were slender, round, plump and sexy, faintly visible. I remembered that I had wet kissed her several times, and last time I stroked and rubbed her plump Saint Peak, and I felt that the ambiguous taboos between the two became more and more intense and dangerous.
What a godmother, even if you beat me to death, I will say it: I treat Aunt Zhou Jie as your substitute.
Dabao hugged Huang Yarong's plump and round body and said affectionately: When I had sex with her in the car, I imagined her as my godmother!If my Oedipus complex is getting worse and worse, my obsession with my godmother is getting deeper and deeper. Dabao is willing to go through fire and water for my godmother's life and death, and he will never refuse!
Little bad guys, what are you talking about?Who wants you to die?
Huang Yarong said coquettishly, shy and afraid, struggling in panic, but Dabao hugged her plump and soft waist tightly, and kissed her cherry mouth directly. She let out a sound and widened her beautiful eyes in panic. She also wanted to close her teeth tightly to prevent Dabao's tongue from invading. Unexpectedly, Dabao grabbed her round buttocks and kneaded her. Taking advantage of the time she was panting and moaning, his tongue had quickly slipped in, hooked out her small fragrant tongue, and danced sweetly between her lips. The juice in her mouth kept communicating. The taste was simply comparable to the smell of being teased by the lovely eyes, which made Huang Yarong immediately intoxicated and mumbled.
Huang Yarong YīngNíngWith a whisper, her hands pounding weakly on his chest, but soon she was completely lost in his skillful wet kissing skills. Her lips and tongue were intertwined, sucking and licking, and her body was full of fluid. She spit out a sweet little tongue and let him suck it in a sensual and shy manner. Her delicate body trembled, her jade legs were soft, and Huang Yarong, who was intoxicated by the deep kiss, was completely selfless and allowed Dabao's hot tongue to dance freely in her mouth, and the fragrant tongue also cooperated with the dance beautifully.Although the juice was constantly sucked by her, somehow, her throat became more and more anxious. After finally waiting for Dabao to relax, Huang Yarong, who breathed through the long kiss, only gasped in a delicate voice. The two of them were not far away, and the fragrant saliva connected the two of them like a thread. The wonderful taste made her body sore, numb, soft and weak, collapsed in Dabao's arms, and said in a coquettish manner:Dabao, you are so bad!Bullying my godmother like this!
What a godmother, do you like me to be so bad to you?
Dabao continued to lick her white and soft earlobes, and one hand stroked her delicate breasts through the black velvet tulle skirt. Even through the black velvet tulle skirt, you could feel that she was wearing a strapless breasts. Although it was not as plump as Zhou Jie, you could still clearly feel the uprightness and elasticity of her breasts. The other hand reached into the black velvet tulle skirt and gently rubbed her plump round thighs. Wearing transparent flesh-colored shining stockings, the touch was smoother and more delicate.
Dabao endured the smell of County Mayor Yang's smell of alcohol and smoke, so he had to force himself to agree with a smile.
When Huang Yarong saw Dabao's frowning look, she couldn't help but smile. She knew that he seemed to Fang Hongjian in "The Siege" could not stand the smell of Mrs. Chen, and finally learned about County Mayor Yang's power.
It is rare that Jarenson has had chronic rhinitis for many years, so even if County Magistrate Yang is accompanying him diligently, he can still be as safe as possible.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes, cups and laughter, Dabao was very bored by the table of official words. Even those people in the cultural circle were full of fame and fortune. Once culture and art were linked to politics, they would inevitably lose their due purity and taste.
Huang Yarong was tired of these extravagant and wasteful social engagements in the officialdom, so she stood up and said: Everyone, I’m sorry, I may have drunk too much and felt uncomfortable, so I lost my companion first!
Brother and sister, it doesn’t matter?
Yang County's prescription was drinking to cover his face, so he naturally wanted to bring each other closer because he was older than Jarenson. He also smiled and reminded him: Brother and sister, take a good rest first, and don't forget to come to my house to have a banquet in the evening.
Sister Huang, once you leave, I look lonely!Zhou Jiejiao smiled and tried to keep her.
County Mayor Yang, County Mayor Zhou, don’t get Lunson drunk!Huang Yarong's beautiful eyes were flowing, and Gu Pan smiled brightly and said: I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
After saying that, everyone left the seat and stood up and watched.
Godmother, I'll take you back to your room!
Dabao had long been tired of such a boring banquet, so he took the opportunity to get up and support his godmother Huang Yarong back to his room.
Zhou Jie watched Dabao leave reluctantly.
Have you gained any new results in the past two days?Little bad guy?Huang Yarong asked with a smile.
No Ah!Dabao said with a smile on his face, watching the elevator door close, and he said: Godmother, Sun...
Shh!Huang Yarong signaled him not to talk about this matter here, and laughed at him by changing the topic: Little bad guy, aren’t there any new harvests?
Only the snow plum blossoms belong to plum blossoms!Dabao thought to himself that he could not tell about his romantic affairs with Liu Haimi, right?
For the time being, I can only treat Xuemei perfunctorily.
Snow plum?Oh, is it the daughter of Liu Haimi?What about besides Xuemei?Are there really no other beautiful sisters?Huang Yarong asked with a smile on her face.
How dare I hide it from my godmother?Dabao hugged Huang Yarong's plump and soft willow waist and said coquettishly.
Back at the luxurious presidential suite, Huang Yarong said: It’s safer here!
Godmother, is there a wiretap in the elevator?Dabao asked.
There is no eavesdropping machine, but there is a camera.
Huang Yarong said: However, for the sake of safety, star-rated hotels generally have cameras in public facilities for security monitoring. At least no monitoring facilities have been found in this room, which is quite safe.
How did the godmother see it?Dabao said in surprise.
Have you forgotten what my sister does?Huang Yarong smiled and said: My sister is responsible for national security in the army. I know a little about it, but it is enough to see through some small tricks!
That Sun Liying seemed to have some problems... Dabao said, and took a glass of water and brought it respectfully to Huang Yarong.
Are you still embarrassed to say it?Huang Yarong said angrily: If you are not romantic and fickle, how could she stick to you?
Godmother!Dabao sat next to Huang Yarong, hugged her plump and soft willow waist and acted coquettishly and said: Why are you turning your elbow out?He doesn't help his son but speaks for others.
Why is Sun Liying having a problem?Since Huang Yarong was kissed and harassed by Dabao in the woods by Yandu pool, after having dinner with Zhou Jie that day, she was touched and rubbed her breasts. Her heart had long been floating. At this time, she was smelled by the willow waist upstairs, smelling the strong masculine aura of man and the residual lewd smell of men and women, which made her feel panicked.
Dabao said about Sun Liying's actions when she was dancing just now: It seems that she is drunk and doesn't mean to drink, she cares about my white marble plaque!
I thought you were fascinated when you saw the beauty!It seems that you have not lost your mind yet.
Huang Yarong smiled and teased: I also felt that not only Sun Liying had problems, but that boss may not be without problems. You are now Tang Monk's flesh, and everyone wants to take a bite!hehe!
If I were Tang Monk, my godmother would be the compassionate and beautiful Guanyin Bodhisattva!
Dabao hugged Huang Yarong's willow waist and joked: Godmother, you must protect me from being harmed by those beautiful fairies with ulterior motives!
Little bad guy, smooth-mouthed!Do you still need the protection of your godmother?You are more than just Tang Monk?You are also the two-in-one complex of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie!You are the four masters and disciples of Tang Seng. Although you have not yet discovered that you have the advantages of Sha Seng’s diligence and hard work, you are at least in Trinity!
Huang Yarong smiled and said: It seems that you can seek the true scriptures alone!hehe!
Why am I a complex of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie?Dabao wondered.
Because you have the black dragon entering your body and possess the evil dragon fist, just like Sun Wukong, you have vast supernatural powers; however, the Hundred Flowers Score opens your nature, and reveals it completely. Isn’t it like Zhu Bajie who is so bold?
Huang Yarong stretched out her delicate hand and twisted Dabao's ears and teased: Honestly, is Zhou Jie your Miss Gao or your Moon Palace Chang'e?
How did your godmother know?Dabao asked with a smile on his face.
At the banquet just now, although Zhou Jie was at the same table with us, she was in Cao's camp and was in the heart of the Han Dynasty, and she looked at you with affection from time to time!The eyes are full of love. You two came back together. When she saw you, she was secretly sending love. Do you think your godmother didn't notice it?
Huang Yarong smiled and teased: No wonder County Mayor Zhou drove to pick you up in person!It seems that the love between a man and a man is deeply in love!
What a godmother, it seems that your eyes are as bright as lightning, and I can't hide anything from you!Dabao snuggled in Huang Yarong's arms and acted coquettishly.
What kind of flower is Zhou Jie?Huang Yarong felt a little sour in her heart, and she twisted the big treasure's ears with her slender hands.
I'm also very surprised Ah!Sister Zhou Jie actually showed no flowers!
Dabao didn't want to mention the secret of Su Fangfei's debauchery of the chrysanthemum buds before the chrysanthemums were blushed, so he said in confusion: But, I was really interested in Sister Zhou Jie at that time and was very impulsive!Who knows that she is not actually a person from the Hundred Flowers Book?
Little bad guy, Zhou Jie is about the same age as her godmother. You even call her sister. It's so stingy.
Huang Yarong said coquettishly: It seems that your Oedipus complex is getting worse and worse, and you are about to become terminally ill!
Actually, what I am really obsessed with is your godmother Ah!Dabao hugged Huang Yarong's plump and round body and acted coquettishly and said: It's just that my godmother has always refused to formally face my obsession!
Little bad guy, what nonsense?
Huang Yarong was coquettish, but she felt happy in her heart. She said shyly and charmingly: If you dare to be a big or a young man with your godmother, let me see if I don’t beat you, a little villain?
Dabao was already ready to move when he saw his godmother Huang Yarong. He saw that his godmother was wearing a black velvet tulle skirt today, which made him look even more graceful and beautiful and elegant.
The dark and dark eyes, the willow eyebrows, the delicious cherry lips, the graceful peach cheeks, through the black velvet tulle skirt, a pair of still plump and firm angrily trembled with her movements, the breasts were rippling, and the jade legs wrapped in flesh-colored transparent stockings were slender, round, plump and sexy, faintly visible. I remembered that I had wet kissed her several times, and last time I stroked and rubbed her plump Saint Peak, and I felt that the ambiguous taboos between the two became more and more intense and dangerous.
What a godmother, even if you beat me to death, I will say it: I treat Aunt Zhou Jie as your substitute.
Dabao hugged Huang Yarong's plump and round body and said affectionately: When I had sex with her in the car, I imagined her as my godmother!If my Oedipus complex is getting worse and worse, my obsession with my godmother is getting deeper and deeper. Dabao is willing to go through fire and water for my godmother's life and death, and he will never refuse!
Little bad guys, what are you talking about?Who wants you to die?
Huang Yarong said coquettishly, shy and afraid, struggling in panic, but Dabao hugged her plump and soft waist tightly, and kissed her cherry mouth directly. She let out a sound and widened her beautiful eyes in panic. She also wanted to close her teeth tightly to prevent Dabao's tongue from invading. Unexpectedly, Dabao grabbed her round buttocks and kneaded her. Taking advantage of the time she was panting and moaning, his tongue had quickly slipped in, hooked out her small fragrant tongue, and danced sweetly between her lips. The juice in her mouth kept communicating. The taste was simply comparable to the smell of being teased by the lovely eyes, which made Huang Yarong immediately intoxicated and mumbled.
Huang Yarong YīngNíngWith a whisper, her hands pounding weakly on his chest, but soon she was completely lost in his skillful wet kissing skills. Her lips and tongue were intertwined, sucking and licking, and her body was full of fluid. She spit out a sweet little tongue and let him suck it in a sensual and shy manner. Her delicate body trembled, her jade legs were soft, and Huang Yarong, who was intoxicated by the deep kiss, was completely selfless and allowed Dabao's hot tongue to dance freely in her mouth, and the fragrant tongue also cooperated with the dance beautifully.Although the juice was constantly sucked by her, somehow, her throat became more and more anxious. After finally waiting for Dabao to relax, Huang Yarong, who breathed through the long kiss, only gasped in a delicate voice. The two of them were not far away, and the fragrant saliva connected the two of them like a thread. The wonderful taste made her body sore, numb, soft and weak, collapsed in Dabao's arms, and said in a coquettish manner:Dabao, you are so bad!Bullying my godmother like this!
What a godmother, do you like me to be so bad to you?
Dabao continued to lick her white and soft earlobes, and one hand stroked her delicate breasts through the black velvet tulle skirt. Even through the black velvet tulle skirt, you could feel that she was wearing a strapless breasts. Although it was not as plump as Zhou Jie, you could still clearly feel the uprightness and elasticity of her breasts. The other hand reached into the black velvet tulle skirt and gently rubbed her plump round thighs. Wearing transparent flesh-colored shining stockings, the touch was smoother and more delicate.
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