Paper wedding business [Entertainment circle]

Chu Youqing likes the gentleness and delicacy between Cen Zhiwan's lips and teeth, and also loves some strong elements in the opponent's movements.

It's not rude, it's powerful, it's just another way of taking, extreme desire.

The walls of the presidential suite cannot be said to be soft, but Cen Zhiwan wanted to hug Chu Youqing by the waist, push her against it, and kiss wantonly.

A soft whisper like a whisper resounded in Cen Zhiwan's ears, blushes appeared on Chu Youqing's charming and glamorous face, exuding a hot and blurred beauty in the dark night.

"Chu Youqing, you still said you didn't seduce me..." Cen Zhiwan's soft lips rubbed against Chu Yinghou's ears and neck, "Our team has all gathered... Why are you still wearing sleeping clothes?" The robe...why is there nothing in it...huh?"

Chu Youqing barely supported the wall with both arms, and propped up his upper body.

The pattern is embossed, giving the wallpaper a sense of jerky friction, and in her slight trembling, the breath of excitement is accelerated.

In this soul-stirring tide, Chu Yinghou turned back her rosy and sexy face, and gave Cen Zhiwan a soft look with eyes full of mist and fascination.

Such a look, charming, even entangled with some seductiveness, made Cen Zhiwan's heart tremble, as if his wife and sister had scratched his heart fiercely, and his heart was suddenly sore.

She never knew that a woman's eyes could be so seductive and charming.

She may know it, but every time she is intimate with Chu Youqing, surprises are constantly added. It is Chu Youqing who taught her all the charms and secrets of women.

Shocked by such eyes, Cen Zhiwan was completely lost. She held Chu Youqing's soft and beautiful chin with one hand, and found the long-lost warmth and slippery lips...

"How long will you kiss me..." Chu Youqing asked pantingly, she hummed in a low voice, like a whisper between lovers, as if she was telling some unimportant story, only for Cen Zhiwan, no matter what the content was, she would Very beautiful.

The perfect hot red lip line is as moist as a beautiful lip glaze. The moistness comes from Cen Zhiwan and herself. It blends so well. It hurt so much, she stretched out a thin tongue to lick it, but Cen Zhiwan poked her delicate brows and eyes, opened her mouth, and sucked it into someone else's mouth softly...

"Cen Zhiwan, let me go..."

Cen Zhiwan's little coat fell on the wool carpet.

Probably greed is the essence of love, always wanting to use the fastest speed to own everything, get everything, everything about Chu Youqing...

"Others are waiting for you..." Chu Youqing held her face, rubbed her hair, and kissed her. Such persuasion, like a feather, was only effective for air.

"Chu Youqing, you are so long-winded, do you miss me?..." Cen Zhiwan groaned out of breath, her delicate body trembling slightly, and she stood softly on the ground. Didn't have time to fade away.

"Why miss you..." Chu Youqing bit Cen Zhiwan's sweaty nose, "You left in the afternoon, so I'm going to miss you at night..."

"Of course you think about it... Chu Youqing, you can only think about me."

With a few suppressed gasps and whispers, they slowly floated in the room. Even if the words were deliberately pushed away, their lips and teeth did not stop exchanging moist and passionate kisses.

Chu Yinghou's low and soft chants again and again, like the echo of the sound of nature, turned into an exclusive melodious movement, Cen Zhiwan's eardrums, bearing the unparalleled pleasure, could hardly breathe.

At the node at this moment, everything cannot be drawn as a rest.

Cen Zhiwan continued to make trouble.

Although the time is tight, it can be said that the soldiers are approaching the city, but who cares, is the enemy closer or the bed closer?

This multiple-choice question is so easy~

"Impossible..." Chu Youqing frowned slightly, but she didn't mean to blame her at all. She clenched the front of her nightgown tightly with her hands, just to convince herself. As for whether she could persuade Cen Zhiwan, it had nothing to do with her.

"Who asked you to send me those photos... Sister, I want to touch and kiss..." Cen Zhiwan complained a little bit, she also knew that she was like a younger sister, as if she hadn't seen much in the world.

It can be deduced from this that Cen Zhiwan has indeed only seen Chu Youqing's, which is a bit shocking.

Chu Yinghou was very satisfied.

As a reward, the corners of Chu Youqing's eyes became brighter, as if water was about to drip, and coaxed: "...you can only eat for a while. Don't think about other things."

Cen Zhiwan looked up at Chu Youqing, and met the indulgence hidden deep in her eyes. She had an indescribable feeling that honey was stuck in her throat, and it seemed to be wrapped in the strong and sweet smell of wine, becoming a trapped object in amber. A pea, even if it is frozen in a transparent stone for thousands of years, will never bloom or germinate in this life, I just hope that this moment will never go away.

"Chu Youqing..." Cen Zhiwan pressed three words on the heart of his lips, and suddenly popped up from the bottom of his heart, and bit the tip of his tongue.

I like you, or I love you...

She thought, is this a confession, or is she just wanting to utter sweet words to deepen the passion of this affair...

Then it becomes rhetoric...

"What's wrong?..." Chu Youqing noticed Cen Zhiwan's pause in the night, and asked gently.

Shouldn't my sister pounce on me at this time? ?

"It's nothing...I..." Cen Zhiwan's moist and beautiful eyes rolled, "Chu Youqing, I just... miss you very much..."

Chu Youqing's thick eyelashes flickered, stained a bit with shame.

"...Are you angry?" She stretched out her index finger, put it under Cen Zhiwan's chin, gently hooked up the face of Cen Zhiwan, who was close at hand, and said softly: "Zhiwan, if you want to do it now If so, we..."

We just have to hurry up.

Cen Zhiwan turned her face away, grabbed her hand, put it on her lips and kissed it, and said with a smile, "...I've been thinking about it for 24 hours."

After saying that, he gently tugged with his fingertips.

Kiss sticking together.

The tie of Chu Yinghou's nightgown fell to the ground, and she was soft and waistless, entrenched beside her bare and beautiful jade feet...

Yang Jiabao is pulling the switch in the power distribution room.

The only hotel waiter, holding a not-so-bright flashlight, stood behind Yang Jiabao, looked at the empty and eerie basement of the hotel, and said softly, "...Look... did you find it?"

"...Oh my! You want to scare me to death! You can't speak louder!" Yang Jiabao beat his heart, as if he was doing CPR, "...I said it all, each perform their own duties, you are not here Are you an errand? You can’t figure out the wiring! If you turn on the light, why did you turn off the air conditioner, you want to suffocate us, don’t you?!”

The waiter listened attentively, bowed his head and confessed, "...I didn't know that the guests wanted to activate the switch. I'm not an electrician. I've never...been down..."

Yang Jiabao sighed, and looked helplessly at the intricate switch panels, "I can only try one by one... Let me check the time... Well, it should be in time."

The waiter hastily echoed, "It's too late, it's too late."

"By the way." Yang Jiabao smiled, turned around and said, his tone was even weirder than that of this Nuoda underground space, "You...have you recognized us a long time ago?"

The waiter's Adam's apple slipped, "I don't...don't know you."

Yang Jiabao waved his hand and stopped with a smile: "Okay! I want to silence you, I'll do it earlier, and I'll leave you till today? Well, let's see your performance at the front desk tonight. At that time, if you succeed in closing the door and beating the dog, I will guarantee you You are not dead!"

This intrusive waiter, in order to participate in the "Super Brain" live broadcast, also worked hard. He has carefully served the escape group until now. He has taken care of fifteen customers by himself, running up and down every day, boiling water and cooking. During this period, there are many people like Yang Jiabao. Celebrities who are more difficult to serve, as well as celebrities like Chu Yinghou who can't be served at all, really bear the humiliation and have a commendable spirit, just to go home and brag about it, it really is the hope of the whole village.

"Thank you for not killing, thank you for not killing!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Give me the insulating gloves! If I am electrocuted, please quickly get Cen Zhiwan down and let her continue to discharge the switch!"

"Whoo!"

On Yang Jiabao's side, the drama was too chaotic, and he would be the waiter in the martial arts shop by his side for a while, and the eunuch for a while.

Cen Liu naturally followed through, and had already thrown Chu Youqing onto the bed.

"Sister...you are so beautiful..."

Cen Zhiwan stretched her hands on both sides of Chu Youqing's cheeks, and there was still a fiery memory in the palm of her hand. The real thing in the chest photo left an indelible touch.

Soft with silky elasticity, the creamy icy skin has its own elasticity.

Cen Zhiwan's hand bones were crisp.

Chu Yinghou gently blew on Cen Zhiwan's breath, mischievously spraying hot air, her complexion became more colorful, and her eyes became more blurred.

The corners of the moist red lips, because of the constant kissing, overflowed with a touch of crystal clear silver, which was quickly eaten by Cen Zhiwan.

Drops of sweat, with the strenuous exercise, shook off the body and splashed around.

Cen Zhiwan sometimes sees the moon, the moonlight is very sexy, but it is far less depressing than seeing a few slippery drops of water detaching from his body and splashing hard on Chu Youqing's body.

Chu Yinghou stretched out her hands unconsciously, hugged Cen Zhiwan's neck tightly, and pulled towards Li, as if she wanted to pull Cen Zhiwan into her body, and kept holding Cen Zhiwan's name lightly in her mouth, Repeatedly……

Passionate, passionate, time lost meaning, I don't know how long it has passed, Chu Youqing's body froze, as if he stopped breathing, and let out a long obsessive moan from his throat, which floated like a cry, and his hands were like They froze, overlapping each other tightly, pinching the back of Cen Zhiwan's neck...

The sheets were wet, and the liquid was transparent, like dew.

It wasn't until Miaoman's body was stiff and "crying" like panting for a long time, that Chu Youqing went limp again, collapsed and remained motionless in the same place.

Cen Zhiwan leaned against her ear, and licked the side of her face lightly, like a cat.

Chu Youqing still had her eyes closed, as if she felt the wolf-like gaze of the other party, full of aggression, she kept cruising on her snow-white delicate body, trembled slightly, and murmured: "You still don't go..."

She suddenly opened her eyes, and the moonlight and starlight poured in together, and she gave Cen Zhiwan a cold look, a little sentimental but powerless, coupled with her face full of red clouds, she had a charming charm.

Cen Zhiwan's heart fluttered, she covered her pretty face, and whispered: "I haven't put on any clothes yet..."

Chu Youqing stared blankly at the reliefs on the ceiling, there were so many types, just like her brain, it was messed up by Cen Zhiwan, "If you don't get up again, let's see how I will deal with you."

Cen Zhiwan obediently hugged the goose feather pillow, curled up and lay down, staring intently, blinking at his wife and sister, waiting for Chu Youqing to clean up.

"Well……"

The white light was dazzling, and all the lights in the room were turned on in an instant.

Cen Zhiwan closed her eyes tightly and almost lost her eyesight. The only thing she could think of was to cover Yinghou Chu's eyes with a thin blanket in time.

"Chu Youqing, are you okay...Yang Jiabao...it must be her!..."

Beep, beep!

Cen Zhiwan was naked, picked up a blanket to protect her chest, and answered the call from the old Nokia mobile phone, "Hello? What are you doing?!"

Yang Jiabao laughed triumphantly, "Why am I not doing it, what are you doing?"

Cen Zhiwan pursed her thin lips, still smelling of Chu Youqing, she almost didn't dare to turn her head to look at the scene on the bed, "...I...Of course I have something to do."

Yang Jiabao was like a god, with a very strong comprehension ability, and he scolded directly, "Cen Wandou! My mother is touching the switch in the basement! You are sleeping in a gentle country again! My, I am so miserable. Our lives are just like heaven. One underground!"

Cen Zhiwan's ears were a little further away from the microphone, and she couldn't bear Yang Jiabao's sharp bluntness. The presidential suite where she and Chu Youqing lived was on the top floor of the hotel, with a wide view room, one in the sky and the other in the ground, and it was true.

Did Yang Jiabao catch the rape by pulling the switch?

When you are away from home, firstly, you can't cut off people's wealth, and secondly, you can't cut off people's sexual affairs.

Chu Youqing posted a Weibo post, making Yang Jiabao's movie popular and destroying Yang Jiabao's life, so there is no need for Yang Jiabao to retaliate like this...

Competing with Chu Yinghou, the one who suffers is myself...

Say too much, it's all tears.

Cen Zhiwan comforted: "Don't think too much. Is the air conditioner circuit turned on?"

Yang Jiabao just wanted to report this matter, "Of course! With me here, nothing can be done!"

Cen Zhiwan muttered, "...Really, why is it still so hot?"

Yang Jiabao told her, "That's what you love to do! Don't blame the ventilation system!"

There was a rustling sound behind her, Cen Zhiwan turned her face to look, Chu Ying was facing her back, sitting gracefully on the edge of the bed to change clothes, showing a curvy back and waist, soft hair like a waterfall, when she turned her face, showing A desolate and delicate beauty.

Cen Zhiwan slipped in his throat, swallowed unconsciously, and looked back, "Hello? You... what did you say?"

Yang Jiabao teased lightly, taking pleasure in other people's misfortunes. It's better to be late than to be quick, "Oh, you guys don't...haven't finished yet? You're really bothering me!"

"It's done." Cen Zhiwan replied.

Yang Jiabao was stimulated and kicked something in the power distribution room with a jio, "You just said you didn't do it!!"

boom.

The lights went dark again.

"..."

"Yang Jiabao?...Yang Jiabao!" Cen Zhiwan blinked again.

"What's going on?" Chu Youqing wore a thin silk nightgown, and floated barefoot from Cen Zhiwan's side. Under the night, with the faint see-through effect of the material of the robe, Cen Zhiwan seemed to catch a glimpse of two cherries, falling up and down in front of his eyes. Shaking undulatingly, like two seductive lamps, beckoning to her in the darkness, the only two seductive red lights...

Cen Zhiwan bit her lip, almost forgetting who the caller on the other side was. She only remembered that she was on the phone, "...you...what's the matter with you? Yang Jiabao?"

"I'm OK!" Yang Jiabao took a long time to say, "I'm fine!"

Since they can speak English, there must be something wrong.

Cen Zhiwan remained silent, and Yang Jiabao confessed in cold violence, "...I seem to have kicked out an electric frequency device."

The sound of the shower water came from the bathroom, Chu Youqing's pink and white jade feet stepped into the water, and the floor tiles made slight fluctuations.

Chu Yinghou's nails were still painted red, and her toes sometimes passed by lightly, intentionally or unintentionally, leaving a slightly tingling scratching feeling...

Cen Zhiwan was on the scene, touched his lower back, shivered, covered his phone, and said clearly to Yang Jiabao, "Don't be busy, come up, pack your things, let's go to the pursuit team."

Yang Jiabao, a bogus electrician, was kicking the frequency converter wildly. As a science student, Yang Jiabao still practiced superstition. For example, if there is a problem with the TV at home, just knock it twice and it will be fine.

"... Let's go find them? The hotel is all set up!" Yang Jiabao was puzzled, sparks suddenly shot out from the frequency converter.

Yang Jiabao: "Ahhhhhh!"

"Fire extinguisher." Cen Zhiwan rubbed his eyebrows and ordered.

Yang Jiabao actually put out the fire, and Miss Bao had a bright future. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the black smoke from her face, "It's too broken, this hotel is too broken... It really is a gold and jade, but it's a ruin, a bean curd project, designed to deceive ignorant tourists You are right, before the No Chasing Team came to the door, we were burned into roast pigs by these rubbish lines!"

"The roasted pig is you." While talking on the phone, Cen Zhiwan quickly got dressed while Chu Yinghou was not within the range of the bedroom.

When Chu Youqing came back from the bath, if his wife and sister were only wrapped in a short bath towel, feeling wronged and trying to cover up her body, Cen Zhiwan's clothes would never be worn again from tonight to tomorrow's daytime.

Therefore, the pursuit team's strategy is exactly that.

Cen Zhiwan thought sadly.

They clearly knew where the fugitive group was staying, and they resolutely refused to visit.

Why is this, seeing Cen Zhiwan and Chu Youqing alone in a room, unable to stand the temptation, exhausted, overjoyed, and finally fainted on the bedside of Chu Yinghou, at that time, the fleeing group was like a loose sand, only Just be ready to catch.

How did this kind of thinking come about, Cen Zhiwan didn't know why he was going crazy.

Anyway, she, a wise and powerful character, must not die suddenly on Chu Youqing's bed, otherwise she will be too collapsed, and she deserves to be a younger sister for the rest of her life.

Cen Zhiwan picked up her high-heeled shoes, she was not wearing any shoes, and with the little bit of reason she had left, she quietly escaped out the door...

As if after a ceremony of bathing and burning incense, the Ying Empress of Chu walked out of the spa room in a magnificent manner.

The soft white bath towel was tightened under the straight and sexy collarbone, and the soft snowball swayed gently with her graceful steps.

Very good, the building was empty, and my sister ran away.

beauty trap...

It doesn't work!

It was strangling me to find such a short bath towel for nothing!

Chu Youqing loosened the things in front of his chest a little, sat at the end of the bed, and gently pulled the messy sheets.

After a while, she walked to the desk, opened the bottom drawer, and took out a boxy cardboard box.

The courier has arrived.

Express delivery from mother Xi Jinzhi.

Let's not talk about who leaked Chu Youqing's escaped residence.

Inside the courier box, there are small and precious sampling instruments on display.

Xi Jinzhi not only sent ten user manuals, but also a note printed on A4 paper, as if by doing so, no criminal evidence from the Chu family would be left behind.

On the note, there was still a bitter tone.

[Mom has tried her best, I hope you will focus on the result, not the process, extract excellent genes as soon as possible, and contribute to the bright future of my granddaughters, and do your part. 】

Is this retribution?

Twenty or ten minutes after Chu Youqing sent the "bad movie" on Weibo, Cen Zhiwan's plot to hit the street and his son-in-law's behavior were dealt a heavy blow, and the courier arrived.

Now, it was Chu Yinghou's turn to play tricks.

But Chu Youqing was unwilling.

Because Cen Zhiwan doesn't seem to want children very much, even if he and Chu Youqing want children at this stage, it will make Cen Zhiwan troubled and embarrassed...

Chu Youqing was very repulsed by her mother's doing this. When she received the courier, she threw it directly into the bottom of the drawer, where she couldn't see it.

But in a corner of her heart, what is ready to move?Could it be a demon?

Chu Youqing read Xi Jinzhi's request again, and translated it with his mother's deafening original voice as follows.

Xi Jinzhi: [Give birth to a child, what's the use if you just focus on the process!Depends on the result! 】

That Chu Youqing...

She just loves the process.