forced submission

I never thought that I liked a superstar when I was young, not because of her tall, peachy buttocks, nor because of that face, but those two balls of steamed buns, in layman's terms, it was because of her breasts.So his girlfriend doesn't need to be pretty, just enough boobs.

His girlfriend, Zu Si, lives in old Beijing, but his family lives in the capital city.His father was an excellent mechanic, and his mother was a socialite.It's a typical princess' disease. I didn't think about it when I came back to old Beijing to worship my ancestors at the age of 16.It looks like an apple face with a nose and small eyes.You can't find it if you throw it in the crowd, but it wins because it is petite and has enough waves and chest.

"What have you been up to these days, why don't you come to me?" Jiang Ting threw the bag on the chair next to her.Repeatedly questioning.

"I have something to do." He wiped the table where the coffee spilled.Soft eyes.

"You have so many things to do, you are so busy that you can't find time to find me now."

She pursed her lips, her eyes fixed tightly, but she still didn't think about it.She admits that her boyfriend glows everywhere he goes.The first time she saw him, her eyes seemed to be stuck with glue, and she couldn't take them off.

"Aren't I coming now?" I still want to reach out and stroke her hair with a slender hand, giggling. "It's time to wash your hair, but it's sour."

"If I don't come to you, won't you come to me?" Jiang Ting called out uncomfortably, and then calmed down a little after her aggressive tone.

"Erya, I don't want to live with you, so I won't sit in front of you now." I want to withdraw my hand and sigh helplessly.

"I'm just afraid."

"Okay." I didn't want to coax again and again.

"Son!"

He suddenly had an ominous premonition.As soon as he raised his head, he saw Du Yi.In fact, he was always behind the screen, the person who was talking to him was dismissed by him long ago, and he listened to the conversation of the young couple with great interest.

"who are you?"

Jiang Ting and Wei Wei have been together for almost a year without talking about the long and short.She also half-knows whether she has parents or not, but she has never confirmed it from her mouth.

"His father!" Du Yi's half-smile.

"Come on, I've never heard him say that." Apart from Jiang Ting being weak in front of Wei Wei, she is still a socialite lady who can afford to let go in front of other people.

"You don't believe me? Ask him."

Those who have not spoken have not thought about it.Nodded, apprehensive. "My dad."

"Then, sit down, uncle." Pushing Ting away from the seat next to her.Dimple smiles. "He didn't say, and I don't know. Uncle forgive me."

Du Yi grinned grimly.He looked her up and down. "You are from the capital!"

"Well, uncle's guess is really accurate." Jiang Ting was startled, and suddenly thought that she might have told him before.Then accept it calmly.

"Of course." It's hard not to recognize Kuo Hai together.

He didn't know how long he had been listening to it, he was stupid if he didn't know.Before he could stand up, he stretched himself.The shirt may have been bought a few years ago and was too small to expose the belly.

"Sitting all morning, I'm hungry even with my stomach."

"I know a very good restaurant." Du Yi turned the coffee cup in his hand.

"That!"

Jiang Ting grabbed the bag and put it on her body, making a quick decision.He swallowed helplessly without thinking about the words that he hadn't said yet.

Du Yi took the two of them to Xinghai restaurant.

"This restaurant is not bad." Jiang Ting looked around, quite satisfied.Turning around, happily hooked the arm that hadn't thought about it yet. "We'll come back next time."

Du Yi followed behind and glanced at those hands with cold eyes.

A front desk lady greeted me. "Sir, how can I help you?"

Du Yi turned his head, the gloomy gaze made Miss Protocol turn pale. "10V."

"Okay, this way please." The lady lowered her head and kept her voice steady.

"Madam, please." Du Yi handed the recipe in his hand to Jiang Ting.He didn't pay attention to what Jiang Ting ordered.It doesn't matter if you haven't thought about it yet.After clicking on Ting, he just browsed casually.

"Here, crab salad."

"Okay. Is there anything else?" Then he smiled and walked out of the private room.

Sitting there fiddling with tassels on the French window curtains, Wei Xiang suddenly frowned, looked around the private room, and walked into the toilet.He drank too much coffee and sat on the toilet holding the jeans on both sides.But he held it back vigorously, and collapsed after the stretching was over.

Unscrewing the door of the toilet, Du Yi's huge body suddenly blocked the toilet door, forcing Huanmo, who was nearly 1.8 meters high, into the toilet.He propped up the vanity table.The fox's eyes widened.

"What are you doing?"

Du Yi's eyes gouged out his face like knives.Show a ferocious smile. "Fuck you!" He grabbed Weiwei's shoulders all at once.When he was in a daze, he quickly kissed him, forcefully pried open his mouth, and swept away the thousands of troops vigorously.It is proved by practice that what he has lived before is plain boiled water.

Both hands were not idle, groping up and down on him.I didn't think I was forced to almost sit on the toilet.

I was intoxicated by it, and before I even wanted to lift my leg, the thing that had just turned up suddenly withered down.Du Yi leaned on the vanity table behind, gasping for breath, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.Yin Qi is compelling.

"Very well, this is still the trick."

I didn't want my hair to be electrified like a cat with alert eyes, and looked at him admonishingly.But the body was not as it should be, and it lay there lazily.She smiled shyly.

"Don't be afraid of the old when you recruit. Just use it if you need it."

He straightened his clothes and hair through Du Yi, and stood up from the toilet a little weakly. "Father! I'm going back with Erya first. Enjoy yourself."

"I haven't thought about it yet, but I, Du Yi, have decided on you."

Du Yi looked at him with a low tone.The oppressive feeling brought by that glance made his back tense and uneasy.Once out of the toilet, Jiang Ting greeted her.

"Where have you been?" He asked dissatisfied. "I'm done eating."

"Let's go back then." After exhausting himself, Wei Wei smiled.

"Where's your father?" Jiang Ting asked curiously, carrying her bag and tying her messy hair into a ball.

"He left earlier, let's go too."

Jiang Ting returned to Capital Star after spending the night in old Beijing.That night, he slept in two steamed buns, coping with Jiang Ting's questions.Until he was really impatient and tired, he kept um, um.

After sending Ting away, he has been avoiding Du Yi for a few days.I haven't thought about being a very open-minded person, he doesn't care about anything, and he doesn't care.But that is for others, for objects.Once it comes to himself, he is not in such a good mood to be an outsider, a bystander.So Du Yi searched all over the world, but he didn't want to hide all over the world.This time he was really scared, afraid that he would fall and would not be able to stand up.