The vixen's journey through time

Zheng Weiguo was twenty-five or six years old, which was when a man was most powerful and attractive. Chacha couldn't help but compare him with Gu Yu again.

Both of them are handsome and good-looking, but they don't feel that way.

Gu Yu is aloof and reserved, with a strong sense of distance and a sense of loneliness. Others can't get close to him, and he doesn't need others to get close, except of course, the young educated youth.

Zheng Weiguo, on the other hand, is upright and serious, full of security and full of oppression. In front of him, no monsters or monsters can run rampant. No, even Chacha shrank behind Gu Yu.

Both men are tall, with wide waists, narrow hips, and long legs. The difference is that although Gu Yu also has muscles, his muscles are not exaggerated. Each piece condenses strength and is very even. , the lines are smooth and sexy.

Chacha once touched every piece of it carefully, and couldn't put it down, lingering over it.

She likes to cause trouble on him most, acting coquettishly and acting coquettishly when he is defeated, which makes Gu Yu go crazy like a bullfighting with red cloth. When he can only work hard, he just looks up to the sky and roars...

Where is Zheng Weiguo? He was shirtless at the moment, and his strong and burly figure was clearly visible.

It may be due to the self-discipline of a soldier and the strict training of the army. The tendon meat on his body is like a pile of hard bricks, one piece connected to another, and the pieces are distinct.

The majestic bulges on her broad shoulders, arms thicker than her thighs, and the bulging mass on her chest were so aggressive.

Chacha had no doubt that if she stood in front of him at this moment, he would catch her little chick like a ferocious eagle, but she would be unable to move.

Of course, these two men also have something in common, that is, they don't seem to like to laugh. One is more paralyzed than the other. Gu Yu seems to be unable to laugh, or has lost the ability to laugh.

Of course, he tried to smile more in front of the young educated youth. Although it was uglier than crying, Chacha still liked it.

At one point, they even repeatedly "ceded territory and paid compensation" just to win over beautiful men.

Kissing, hugging, and lifting were all minor, and massages from five-fingered girls were all out of the question. The most serious thing was that Gu Yu went too far and asked to stand up.

Where to stand?

That big round table that has been replaced with jasmine flowers in cans?

That large wardrobe with a large mirror that can clearly illuminate the two of them?

That door that was closed but crackled under the impact of human beings?

Or simply walk around the house, one with somewhat unlimited energy and the other just clinging.

Sunset, dark, midnight and dawn...

Chacha always had to die but still enjoyed it, seeming to challenge his limits as well as hers.

Oh, it’s too far off topic. Anyway, just to make Gu Yu smile more, Chacha paid a lot!

Zheng Weiguo, on the other hand, was trained to be serious and solemn, as serious as an old man. He had a complex look on his face, young and old.

In comparison, Chacha still prefers her brother Jiayu. Why?

Because the look in Gu Yu's eyes when he looked at her was always expressing his deep love, sweet and overbearing, and if he didn't pay attention, he might fall into it, unable to extricate himself.

But Zheng Weiguo's eyes were sharp and penetrating, falling on her as if he wanted to pierce her.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuancyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Ge Ge (Brother Yu), help!" Chacha hid behind Gu Yu and put her hands on his lower back, her heart trembling uncontrollably.