canary dressed as a disabled villain

Zhuang Jianning felt like she had a dream.

In the dream, he was lying on the long-awaited soft big bed, and a warm embrace tightly embraced him.

The stiff limbs were numb and soft from the heat.

He held his head up, opened his lips actively, and stuck out the tip of his tongue, responding to the other party's lingering and intense kiss.

There are hot breaths in the nostrils, and there are rapid panting and sticky humming echoing in the ears.

There was a pot of boiling water in my mind, bubbling non-stop.

So comfortable!he thought in a daze.

He Zhuo felt that the little fox in his arms could hardly breathe, he stirred and sucked it a few more times, and then slowly let go of him.

There was a slender strand between the lips and tongue of the two, and He Zhuo wiped away the saliva from his gorgeous lips and the corners of his mouth with his fingertips.

Fingers along the pale cheeks, all the way to the slightly dim red mole on the tip of the small nose, and slowly caressed the faint bruises under the eyes.

The little fox seemed to be exhausted, much thinner than before he left, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and slapped He Zhuo's heart.

The person in his arms was as delicate and fragile as fragile porcelain, which made him unable to bear any further movements.

After Zhuang Jianning took a few breaths, he felt that something was missing. With his lips parted, he looked forward and said dreamily, "Mr. He, I want, I want to..."

Underneath the innocent surface is a seductive slutty bone.

He Zhuo still remembered his leaving without saying goodbye, and stretched out his hands to pinch the small white chin, preventing him from approaching.

Raising eyebrows, reaching for the mobile phone on the bedside table, pressing the recording button, and asking persuasively, "What do you want?"

The sexy and deep voice almost burned Zhuang Jianning's ears. He arched and arched, rubbed and rubbed in the arms of the person, and his soft tone was rather anxious, "Mr. He...Mr. He..." Frowning slightly seemed to be After thinking about it, "...get it."

The appearance of sleeping is too obedient and too lustful.

He Zhuo's blood rushed straight to his forehead, and his Adam's apple quickly rolled a few times. He breathed unsteadily and held the lips and tongue that offered to come to the door, but he didn't want to just satisfy him, so he kissed him like a superficial kiss.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Who is Mr. He, and what do you want Mr. He to do?"

Zhuang Jianning struggled to stretch out her arms, and said in her sleep without a teacher: "Husband, I want my husband, I want my husband...fuck."

This little fox can only be locked at home, and he can watch it alone.

He Zhuo seemed to be struck by lightning all over his body, he threw his phone back, bit the tip of his nose like a cheetah, and cursed, "Little wave hoof."

"Hmm—" Zhuang Jianning frowned in dissatisfaction in pain, smacked his lips and buried his face into He Zhuo's neck, his muffled voice was soft and wavy, "Yes."

No man can resist such a spoiled child.

He Zhuo comforted himself, the little goblin who had to ship at least four or five times a week probably saved too much in the past few days.If you suffocate, you will be useless.

The hand under Zhuang Jianning's pillow pinched the back of his neck from behind, and pulled out the goblin buried in his neck. While sucking his lips, he stretched out his hand to play with the tall and straight bamboo pole.

After serving him with all her heart for more than ten minutes, Zhuang Jianning suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and screamed "Ah".

"Hiss—" He Zhuo didn't know whether to wipe his hands first or his mouth first.

After slowing down the aftertaste of bursting in her head, Zhuang Jianning fell into a deep sleep both happily and tiredly.

"Zhuang Jianning!" He Zhuo raised his voice, and kneaded his thin waist a few times.

The person in his arms took long breaths and remained motionless.No more twisting, no rubbing, no humming.

The ends of the eyes are red, the corners of the eyes are moist, the cheeks are flushed, and a satisfied look——

A scumbag.

He Zhuo was sulking alone for a long time, and he was not willing to be kicked out of bed after all, so he settled for the next best thing, and with the help of the little fox, he became self-sufficient twice.

In the past few days when Zhuang Jianning was away, He Zhuo didn't sleep much, and now he fell into a gentle place, the two hugged each other, and slept from noon the day before until the morning of the next day.

His whole body was bound tightly and he couldn't move.Zhuang Jianning opened his eyes suddenly, and met He Zhuo's amber eyes unexpectedly, he was startled, "Mr. He, you are awake."

He Zhuo woke up for quite a while, and was greedily imitating the little fox's contented sleeping appearance, but unexpectedly he was caught.

He looked away expressionlessly, pushed the person in his arms, and changed from lying on his side to lying on his back. His right arm was already numb and he couldn't feel it, so he replied lightly, "Yes."

Zhuang Jianning was used to his indifference, so she didn't think much about it, she just felt that something sticky was on her body, and it was very uncomfortable to be tight on her skin.

He lifted the quilt and sat up, and found that he was not wearing pajamas. With a red face, he hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover his body, turned his head and whispered anxiously and shyly: "Mr. He, why are you taking off my clothes again?"

The heavy curtains were not drawn, and the summer noon sun shone in through the gauze curtains. After a full sleep, the little face was pale and powdery, and the extremely beautiful peach eyes were glistening, and they slightly lowered their eyes to stare at the culprit.

He Zhuo tilted his head, his heart throbbed when he saw his reproachful eyes, his eyes moved down, and there was a red mark on the delicate collarbone and fair chest, he swallowed unconsciously, looked away, and said coldly: "Take it off yourself. Yes, what does it have to do with me."

Seeing that he took advantage, Zhuang Jianning didn't admit it, so she reached out to lift his quilt, "Mr. He, you are so old, and you still bully children."

He Zhuo gritted his teeth angrily, how old is he!He is only 28!

Taking the mobile phone from the bedside table, he started recording in retaliation, and then a coquettish and sticky voice came out.

"Mr. He...Mr. He...do it."

Zhuang Jianning was so ashamed that she couldn't bear it, turned over and knelt beside He Zhuo's waist, reaching out to grab the phone.

He Zhuo raised his eyebrows, held the phone behind his head, and Zhuang Jianning bent down to grab it.

He Zhuo dropped his phone, and clasped the back of Zhuang Jianning's neck with his backhand.

As soon as Zhuang Jianning touched the phone, he heard his voice continue to come from inside.

"Honey, I want my husband to kiss me, and I want my husband to...fuck."

He Zhuo raised his head slightly, his eyes swept over Zhuang Jianning's body inch by inch, and said meaningfully: "What? Want to move by yourself?"

Zhuang Jianning looked down at the posture of the two of them, his little face was blushing almost to the point of bleeding, and he didn't care about the phone anymore, he buried his face in He Zhuo's neck, bit his lips and remained silent.

Not only did I have that kind of dream last night, but I even talked in my sleep.

Seeing that he looked like a quail, He Zhuo patted his butt hard, "Get up if you don't do it, don't crush it."

A tingling feeling spread all over the body.Zhuang Jianning bit the tip of He Zhuo's ear, and asked in a very low voice: "Mr. He, do you really want to do it?"

He Zhuo gritted his teeth, "I don't want to."

"You lied again."

One is clingy, the other is angry, but both are honest in body.

The atmosphere is beautiful and full of spring love.

The two quarreled for a while, and when it was getting out of hand, Zhuang Jianning's cell phone suddenly rang.

He Zhuo frowned, and said coldly: "No answer."

Zhuang Jianning didn't go to get his cell phone, it wasn't the ringtone of an incoming call, it was the alarm clock he had set.

After reacting for a long while, he raised his head and panted slightly and asked He Zhuo: "Mr. He, what's the date today?"

"number 18."

Zhuang Jianning looked up at the sunlight outside the window, and suddenly sat up from He Zhuo, his voice was unbelievable, "I slept for two days!"

The food conference starts at two o'clock in the afternoon, and it will be too late if I don't get up again.

Regardless of whether he was wearing clothes or not, he jumped out of bed and walked towards the bathroom, and ordered like a small rich man in a landlord's house: "Turn off the alarm clock for me, I have to go to the TV station to record the food festival meeting later."

He Zhuo ignored his alarm clock, got up and went to the bathroom in the study to take a shower, his face was very ugly.

Suppressing the pain, I couldn't go down for a while.Zhuang Jianning simply had a blast in the bathroom again, and opened the bathroom door refreshed, only to see Xiao Hei changing the bed sheet and quilt cover.

He changed his clothes, went downstairs to the restaurant to find something to eat, and took a casual bite when recording the show, and slept for another day and night without eating, his stomach was empty and uncomfortable.

When the food was set on the dining table, the elevator door rang with a "ding", and He Zhuo drove the wheel out from inside, with a sullen face, and the temperature in the living room dropped ten degrees instantly.

Zhuang Jianning served him a bowl of black-bone chicken soup, "Mr. He, "You Are Beautiful" will be broadcast at [-] o'clock in the evening. I will rush back immediately after recording the food conference. Can you watch the show with me?"

He Zhuo ignored him, pushed the soup aside, took the rice from Xiao Bai's hand and ate it.

Zhuang Jianning glared at Xiaobai, got up and walked to He Zhuo's side, squeezed into his arms, carefully recalling how he provoked this pervert.

Stretching out his mouth to snatch the white chicken from He Zhuo's chopsticks, he thought about it and said, "Mr. He, I went to record a show this time, and I met a lot of amazing people, as well as celebrities."

He Zhuo put the bowl and chopsticks on the dining table with a "slap", his amber eyes were like a millennium cold pool, and the air was threatening.

Zhuang Jianning was startled, lowered her head and looked down, her ears were reddish, and continued in a trembling voice: "But the most handsome and powerful one is my husband."

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After driving to the destination, he showed the electronic invitation letter to the front desk. After Zhuang Jianning signed in and received his badge, he was led to the infield by the staff.

"You are Little Jane! We watch every episode of your live broadcast in our office. We thought we would not be able to invite you this time. What a surprise!" The staff member rubbed her heart excitedly as she walked, and said shyly, " If the fans know that Xiao Jian is so handsome, they must explode!"

Zhuang Jianning was a little embarrassed by the compliment, "I was busy a while ago, thank you for inviting me."

The main purpose of Imperial TV Station to hold this food festival is to inherit the classic cuisine and promote the food culture of the empire.

A total of [-] food anchors who are relatively popular on various live broadcast platforms were invited to the conference.

The host has prepared a total of 50 dishes with varying degrees of difficulty. After being randomly selected by the host, the dishes will be made within the specified time. After five judges try the dishes and vote, they will select a "Emperor Capital Cuisine Ambassador". There is a prize of [-] yuan.

As soon as Zhuang Jianning stood in front of the booth of "Ordinary Little Jane Anchor", she heard the screams of fans in the auditorium.

"Ahhhhhhh! Are you Xiaojian and cutie? Oh, my mother is gone!"

"Ahhhh! Little Jane, don't move, my Cupid's arrow has already been shot! I'll shoot them all for you!"

"Little Jane, you are so handsome, why do you hide it secretly and don't show it to your sisters!"

Zhuang Jianning was very moved when he saw them holding up the "Little Jane" banners and light signs, and he always responded to fans' requests for group photos.

The recording started, and Zhuang Jianning selected the dishes that needed to be made today.

Before he could see clearly, the host on the side looked at the note and exclaimed, "The general crosses the bridge! This is the most difficult dish in this food conference! Let us wait and see how Jane will perform!"