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Zhang Yiyan felt murderous intent for the first time. He gritted his teeth and took out his mobile phone and started dialing. Xie Huai's voice soon came, "Junior brother, how are you? Have a nice trip!!"

"Xie Huai, 3000 million, come back." The voice was gritted.

",,,Uh,,,, you met so soon, no, junior brother, listen to me, the thing is like this,,," the phone was almost pinched and flew away, he rolled his eyes, deliberately took the phone away, and said exaggeratedly , "Junior brother, did you hear that? That's what happened~~~Understood~Goodbye!!!"

"Click!" The crisp voice of hanging up the phone was especially clear in the quiet room.

Slowly closing his eyes, feeling his violently beating heart, Zhang Yiyan clenched his fists, took a deep breath, opened his eyes again, with a sneer on his lips, "Xie Huai, just wait for me."

He turned his head and looked at Yan Junge, who had not yet realized the seriousness of the situation. This prodigal son had only 3000 million to take action.

The next second, his lips were caught, and he squeezed it gently. His voice was soft and pleasant, "Okay, don't be angry. I will keep my salary card for you from now on."

I got even more angry and dialed again. The result showed that I was on a call. This thief had blocked himself.

Putting the mobile phone away from the obstruction, his lips covered it again. As his breaths intertwined, Yan Junge's breathing became obviously heavier, "Baby, there are more important things now." Just as he was about to speak, the kiss fell again, holding his cheek. He lifted it up and pried open the shell teeth, and his tongue began to become dishonest.

The hands around his waist slowly moved to his chest, one button, two buttons, three buttons..., when Yan Junge unbuttoned the last button, Yan Junge's excited fingers were a little unruly. It was the first time, the first time. For the first time, I unbuttoned all the buttons of Yan Yan, woo woo woo, touching.

Can I do it today?,,, hehehe;-)

Suddenly, there was a touch of coolness on the back of his hand. Zhang Yiyan's face turned red and his whole body felt like it was burning. He quietly turned his face away and said, "Don't be like this. The first priority is to get the money back."

He turned around and was about to stand up. How could Yan Junge let him go? He used strength in his hands and hugged him tighter. Let him let go now, unless the sky falls, no, not even if the sky falls. "Little money man, please concentrate."

At this moment, Zhang Yiyan was fully held in Yan Junge's arms, his hot breath spraying on his neck. The dishonest hands unbuttoned the coat, got directly into the sweater, and carefully rubbed the smooth skin.

Feeling the heat from the person behind him, Zhang Yiyan blushed even more. He pressed the offending hand through the sweater and shook his head, "Yan Junge, we can't do this."

It's just that the voice is soft and not very imposing. But Yan Junge still obeyed and stopped, but his eyes seemed to be burning with two balls of fire, and his face looked extremely aggrieved.

"Yanyan, I love you, you love me too, why not, Yanyan~Yanyan~" The macho man acted coquettishly, and then deliberately pounced, pressing the person down on the sofa, and pressed his body closer to her.

"Yanyan, give it to me, okay, Yanyan~Yanyan~" The broad body pressed up, and the waist was deliberately lowered, and every pore on the body was screaming. Must eat it today.

Zhang Yiyan had never seen such a scene before, so he could only try his best to maintain his last trace of reason. If you refuse too harshly, you are afraid of hurting the other person, but if you are soft-handed, the person will push further.

The neck and collarbone were bitten several times, licked, sucked and bitten. Zhang Yiyan endured it again and again, and finally made up his mind. He pressed Yan Junge's shoulder hard and pushed him away. The latter was unprepared and did not expect that the strength would be so great, and he was knocked to the ground.

He landed on his butt and looked at the person who was sitting down again and tidying up his clothes in a daze, and said aggrievedly, "Yanyan, you pushed me, ugh~"

"knocking"

Before he could feel aggrieved, there was a knock on the door. Zhang Yiyan suppressed the heat in his body, raised his foot and lightly kicked the toe of his shoe, "Open the door and see who it is."

Seeing his sad face, he kicked again and urged, "Go quickly."

"Okay." After dawdling for a long time, he was feeling uncomfortable down below, and he deliberately looked at Zhang Yiyan pitifully. As a result, he lowered his head to adjust his clothes and didn't look at him at all.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why don't you promise me Yanyan, you can kiss me, hug me and hold me high, but why can't you go any further. After thinking wildly, I finally got up, deliberately patted the non-existent dust on my butt, and walked to open the door.

His expression was full of annoyance and dissatisfaction with a good thing being ruined. He tugged on the door handle and knocked it, and he was so annoyed. Frowning, "Who are you?"

The person who came turned out to be the handsome man with blue hair from before. He deliberately posed with a 45-degree profile and slowly turned his head. He was obviously startled when he saw Yan Junge. He took a step back and looked at the door sign and muttered, "That's it." , that’s right, where’s the beauty?”

Hearing that Yan Junge didn't understand anything, he said angrily, "No." Then he slammed the door hard, and he had to quickly make the words his own. It was not good to be too inviting.

When he turned around, he saw Zhang Yiyan, who had already put his clothes in order and was standing in the middle of the living room. He immediately raised his face deliberately and said in a long voice, "Yanyan~"

He still wants to continue. If he keeps grinding, his words will eventually soften. With this thought in mind, he immediately regained his energy and stepped forward.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock,"

"Fuck, it's endless." Yan Junge gritted his teeth angrily, turned around and opened the door again, muttering, "He'd better be in trouble."

Zhang Yiyan chuckled lightly. Yan Junge's expression was so recognisable. Should he tell her directly that he couldn't lose his virginity, otherwise he would keep begging for sex, which would be really difficult to resist.

"Excuse me, where did Zhang Yiyan, who booked this room, go?" The slutty blue-haired man stood up again. He just went to check. This person booked a room by himself, and no one was with him. Could it be that he changed rooms privately?

"What do you want from me?" Zhang Yiyan walked over from behind, and the moment he appeared in his field of vision, the slutty blue-haired man's eyes widened. The slightly messy hair, the obviously red and swollen lips, and most importantly, the ambiguous strawberry mark on the neck, ah ah, he was caught first.

Looking at the tall man in front of him again, his eyes couldn't help but move down. Damn, I've ruined his good deeds. No wonder his face is so dark.

No, no, that strawberry is printed on my Adam's apple. . . . Adam's apple? ? ?

Beauty turns into handsome man? ? ?

The slutty blue-haired man's whole face is as exciting as his color palette. Yan Junge saw that he was dressed so slutty, and even sprayed perfume and wiped it off.

You don't need to guess to know that he is here to pry a corner. He stretched out his long arms and hugged the person next to him. He glanced at the person outside the door provocatively and said, "We are very busy. If you have anything to do, we will talk about it later."

As he spoke, he tilted his head and took the lips of the person in his arms, moved lightly, and slammed the door hard, leaving the shocked blue-haired man's pupils trembling. It was self-evident what he was busy with.

Grass!

He shook his arms vigorously and stepped away. Such a beautiful person is actually a man. Forget about being a man, he still has a master, fuck!

Yan Junge, who was inside the door, deliberately led the person in his arms to the bedside, kissing and walking. As he approached the bed, Zhang Yiyan held his shoulders with both hands, deflected his feet, and with a force, Yan Junge fell directly onto the bed.

Looking down at the person on the bed, he sighed, "Yan Junge, listen to me."

The man on the bed hesitated and pretended to be shy and said, "Damn it, you need to be gentler later."

"..."

Zhang was directly petrified on the spot.