Paper wedding business [Entertainment circle]

Thick gauze curtains are hung on the windows of the bedroom, layer upon layer, allowing some bright spots of light to penetrate into the dark night.

Cen Zhiwan was so busy sucking, she didn't hear Chu Youqing's words at all.

Chu Youqing's ears were filled with the sound of squeaks of water, his heart was holding his chest and he felt hot, and he almost collapsed into a puddle of warm water, and the water temperature gradually rose to boil.

"...Cen Zhiwan, wake up." There was a lot of shyness in Chu Youqing's soft voice.

She is only very light and small, humming an ordinary nursery rhyme, Little Bunny opened the door or something, why is she suddenly fed? ?

"Hey...don't bite me."

Chu Youqing bowed her soft hair and muttered to herself, not intending to wake up Cen Zhiwan, but verbally, she needed to resist and struggle.

She was ashamed and happy, even a little ashamed, she had never been like this before, why is my sister biting...

Chu Youqing thinks that Cen Zhiwan is very ignorant, it should be a pair, if you only stare at one side and spoil it, what should you do if it becomes unbalanced in the future, you need both!

She turned around gently, carefully adjusted the angle, and without affecting Cen Zhiwan's performance, she changed sides quietly with a bang, and couldn't help giving a charming sigh, her heart beating fast, and she was panting with a blushing face.

Enjoy it.

... This younger sister is used to killing people in her dreams.

Chu Youqing's cold and beautiful eyes looked at the ceiling of the presidential suite. The swan-like jade neck was raised backwards, comfortable and blurred. She could hardly utter a sound, and sighed softly, mysteriously and softly. "The pea..."

"thirsty……"

Cen Zhiwan woke up at this moment, her eyelashes were slightly moistened with water, she twitched and fluttered, looking confused, crying like a kitten.

Chu Yinghou was not satisfied yet, her absent-minded eyes were disturbed like a deep pool, slowly contracted and froze for a few seconds, and she hugged Cen Zhiwan in her arms.

She herself was trembling for a while, a strand of long hair slipped from Yubai's shoulders, she curled her fingertips around her ears, and whispered to Cen Zhiwan's lips, "Wanwan, what's wrong..."

The inflammation from the snake bite finally started to flare up. Cen Zhiwan's body temperature rose and she longed for moisture. She shook her face and begged, "I want to drink water..."

Chu Youqing's body temperature was higher than hers, and when she touched Cen Zhiwan's forehead with her palm, she couldn't detect it, only felt that she was the one with the high fever.

There is another way.

Chu Youqing leaned closer, her cold red lips touched Cen Zhiwan's lips, she remained motionless, and took the temperature.

When Cen Zhiwan's lips touched the soft coolness, his heart seemed to collapse in an instant. It was delicious, and it soothed the hotness from the inside out. It was like rose-flavored ice cream, and he rolled his tongue to taste it.

Chu Youqing's jade neck hurriedly backed away, being scalded by Cen Zhiwan, a thin layer of moist sweat appeared on her forehead, she did not allow Cen Zhiwan to continue kissing her, the Queen of Shadow was taking her body temperature seriously, not joking .

"...It's on fire." Chu Youqing glanced at Cen Zhiwan resentfully, and told the truth.

The younger sister who was running around was filming a variety show in the city, and she still encountered snakes.

This night was not what Chu Youqing expected, a certain person was going to suffer some unreasonable disasters, but there was no medicine that would be effective, taking too much medicine would hurt this and that, just let it hurt Chu Youqing's heart, feel sorry for my sister, It would be bad if it hurt Cen Zhiwan's kidney.

What to do, drink more hot water.

When Chu Youqing got up, her chest hurt badly, and she was covering her hands in embarrassment, when Cen Zhiwan rushed over from behind, feeling dizzy, her arms wrapped around Chu Youqing's soft waist firmly and tightly, "... Don't go... let's go together..."

Chu Youqing had no choice but to turn around, persuading her with sweet words, in a cold and seductive gentleness, "Be obedient. I'll bring the water."

Cen Zhiwan's eyes were blurred, and she opened the corners of her eyes in a trance, ah, this sister on the bed is so beautiful!

Her temples were buzzing, and the snake teeth marks on her calves were swollen and painful. She only remembered that she had read a lot of books. It was said in the books that the more beautiful a woman is, the colder and ruthless she is. Leaving, biting Chu Youqing's silk nightgown, her throat was burning like astringent, "...you are not allowed to leave me!"

Very angry.

Chu Youqing looked back slowly, unhurriedly, and leaned over to ask her with interest, her soft hair scratched Cen Zhiwan's face, "...How about leaving..."

The rich and mature woman's breath lingered on the tip of Cen Zhiwan's delicate nose, she greedily took a deep breath, and her lungs were filled with Chu Youqing.

Reluctant to breathe out, she turned over, her porcelain white waistline flaunting in the night light.

Cen Zhiwan's lips were moist with pink, and she lightly kicked on Victoria's Secret's long legs, a set of movements, very technical, the pajamas ran higher, her skin was ivory white, dazzling than the moonlight.

She turned her back to Chu Youqing, her long black hair was flowing down like maple syrup, pouring down on the large mattress.

How should I answer Chu Youqing's question.

What will happen if you leave...

Cen Zhi'an hugged his knees reluctantly, and buried his face. It is said that this is the most secure position, "...I will take off my clothes and lie here to seduce you."

Chu Youqing closed his eyes peacefully, this operation is possible.

As expected, her younger sister had a serious fever, and she was confused. Chu Youqing knelt down and sat next to her again, took a feather pillow and put it on the head of the bed, and helped Cen Zhiwan's big chair up.

After a moment of peace, Chu Yinghou panicked and took the time to pour water at the bar. As soon as she turned around, Cen Zhiwan softened her body and threw herself on the bed, holding half her waist, calling Chu Youqing, if you don't come here again, I'm going to catch a cold up.

Chu Youqing's beautiful eyes were full of resentment, and she wished she could go up and spank her buttocks. It was precisely when she pouted high and well that she saw Cen Zhiwan's eyelids jumping up and down, without any signs of waking up. I'm afraid the spanking would be in vain, and I would save it until tomorrow morning. .

Chu Ying came over to serve her with water, and lifted Cen Zhiwan up to straighten up Cen Zhiwan's difficult movement, and then hugged her whole body into her arms, sweating all over again, and said in a cold voice, "...Baby, Drink water."

Cen Zhiwan hummed, very solemnly, but did not open his eyes, "Hey me."

Chu Youqing married such a troublemaker and went home, so she couldn't care too much about it. Others were drunk and crazy, but their family was crazy with fever.

The mouth of the cup met Cen Zhiwan's lips, Chu Yinghou coaxed her little by little, "...open your mouth."

Cen Zhiwan insisted on lowering her head to peck, but was choked up neatly, "...cough."

Her face became even more flushed, her tightly closed eyelashes trembled, her wet lips parted slightly, and she muttered, "...Chu Youqing, you bullied me."

Chu Yinghou was so angry that she needed a drink of water more than a person with a fever, so she took a sip from the cup Cen Zhiwan had held in her mouth, and held it in her mouth.

A second later, Chu Youqing's red lips locked onto Cen Zhiwan's soft and delicate lips, mouth to mouth, and fed.

Cen Zhiwan was quite cooperative, like a fish in water, sucking and licking to absorb the correct water source, and flapping her tail more and more powerfully on the dry beach.

After going back and forth several times, Cen Zhiwan was full after drinking, hooked her slender hands around Chu Youqing's neck, panted lightly, and asked happily, "...Why are you sweating so much..."

Chu Youqing pressed her into her arms, lightly bit her ear to punish her, and reprimanded softly, "Stop talking..."

Cen Zhiwan only said a few words, and every time he made a sound, it was like hot sparks splashing around, touching Chu Youqing's body, it was like a dry haystack, and it would burn at the touch of a finger, filling the sky with a sea of ​​flames, and in the sea of ​​fire, stood this little Nezha , Turning clouds and raining.

Cen Zhiwan suddenly grabbed Chu Youqing's arm, obviously not finished speaking, "...Chu Youqing, I want to remove my makeup."

Get rid of you big head ghost!

Chu Yinghou looked at her fixedly, she was really a beauty, a stinking beauty, the two looked at each other for a long time, neither of them could convince the other.

Chu Youqing spoke first, stating the facts, "...you have removed your makeup."

Cen Zhiwan patted the mattress, and the person followed up and down, bouncing slightly, "No...no...I didn't..."

Chu Youqing touched her forehead again, this snake is definitely poisonous, you see, her brain is burnt out.

Cen Zhiwan angrily patted Chu Youqing's hand away, squeezed it in her own, lowered her eyes, rubbed it lovingly, and put it on her lips for a kiss, "...you will get acne, my sister doesn't like me It's..."

Chu Youqing replied, "I like it."

Cen Zhiwan's mind was in chaos, and she put herself in the shoes of others, firmly persuading Chu Youqing to take her to remove her makeup, "...No, if my sister gets acne, I won't like her anymore."

Chu Youqing almost gave a fiery slap, and the world was quiet from then on, but she sat down dignifiedly as before, comforting herself, this sister is going to plant seeds for their family, it's too early to kill her now, isn't it not yet Are you pregnant?

Cen Zhiwan took Chu Youqing's silence, it was OK, no problem, in a trance, she felt that Chu Youqing's cold air was strong, and she pressed her to relieve the heat, and leaned against her limply, refusing to move, the center of gravity Leave it all to Chu Youqing, with her index finger on the side of her cold white neck, wrapping around her soft and wet hair, point by point, point and point, counting, "...Chu Youqing, you are bad..."

Half of Chu Youqing's suspenders had already slipped off her thin shoulders, she was white and charming, and the silk pajamas were dripping with the moon, as well as the shock of Cen Zhiwan stirring midnight.

Enough is enough.

Cen Zhiwan inhaled, straightened her chest, and wanted to speak again, but before she could say another sentence, her lips were sealed by Chu Youqing.My sister traced the direction of her lips, from east to west, from north to south, tirelessly, and never let go, as if Cen Zhiwan had become her destination, and no matter where she went, she would find her by her sister's side.

Cen Zhiwan became even more dizzy, clenched her fists in shame and annoyance, hanging in the air, but couldn't fight, "... sister... listen to me... I'm going to remove my makeup..."

She begged bitterly, panting intermittently, almost silent, Chu Youqing held her waist, pressed against the warm wall at the head of the bed, hot kisses fell like a meteor shower, Cen Zhiwan began to drown, his feet shook, Chu Youqing Youqing hugged her horizontally in his arms, pressing her forehead against each other.

"...Sister..." Cen Zhiwan called softly, and was so ashamed that she hid in Chu Youqing's soft hair like a waterfall. She grabbed a few strands of hair, some of hers, some of Chu Youqing's, and merged them into a strand , kneading into the shape of a fan, still holding the pipa half-hidden, revealing two bright misty eyes, commanding, "...Go to the bathroom."

This is the posture of looking for a washstand.

Anyway, a few steps away, this flow is at the bottom line, the body is delicate and soft, the bone is also light, the dancing posture is hot, graceful, avant-garde, classic, and easy to control.

But Chu Youqing's hugging the princess doesn't mean that it's just a waste of effort. She weighs Cen Zhiwan's delicate weight carefully. She is a good sister. Didn't she mean that she will give birth to a litter of rabbits for her sister? There is absolutely no problem.

Cen Zhiwan sat in front of the washstand, looking at herself and Chu Youqing in the mirror.

Chu Yinghou's fragrant shoulders are half exposed, and her clothes are disheveled. Why is this happening?bold!Who did it!

Cen Zhiwan pursed her lips, as if thinking hard.

She herself was well-dressed, with a loose white shirt covering her bare knees.Just now, dancing on the bed, saying something to seduce Chu Youqing, a few pieces of pajamas were kicked off, the technique is top-notch.

Afraid that she would catch a cold, Chu Youqing casually took a spare shirt for guests from the wardrobe of the presidential suite, and covered her from head to toe. After all, there were buttons, and a lunatic would not be able to untie them.

The men's shirt is so big, Cen Zhiwan wears it empty, the neckline is tight, and the bottom is empty, with bare feet, there is a sense of pure fragility, pure and bright.

Cen Zhiwan folded her arms fragilely, and raised her cuffs, revealing two slender and skillful hands, groping and groping among a pile of cosmetics, like a blind man, unable to find anything, and not knowing where to look. what to look for.

The luminous lamp dimly cast a high light, the shirt is light white, thin and light, Cen Zhiwan's slender and full silhouette is looming in the clothes, exquisite and smart, with a charm full of imagination.

Chu Youqing folded her arms and admired quietly. Of course, she also seized the time to cultivate her health and cultivate her nature during the interval between her sister's pretensions.

Cen Zhiwan's tender tofu is like the tender tofu fished out of clear water, and the tears in her eyes are gathering more and more. Others have a fever and are very weak. She is very energetic and has a variety of tricks. She probably doesn't need to use extra energy. The fever is not complete. The illness will not be cured. In this way, it is indeed a unique good gene. If the baby follows the younger sister, there will be a lot of trouble...

In case one day, everyone gets sick...

Do I still want this home! !

Chu Youqing couldn't stand it, my sister was so pitiful, so I picked out a light astringent water, which only had a moisturizing effect, and put it in front of her, "...use this."

Cen Zhiwan nodded, squeezed her hands between her knees, "Thank you..."

Chu Youqing really wanted to laugh, so she took a perfect picture of Rongshui, and went to bed quickly, and spent her energy elsewhere, wouldn't it be fine? Different routes lead to the same goal, and she asked coldly, "...Do you want me to help you?"

Cen Zhiwan sobbed on the table, "...I'm looking for makeup remover...I can't bear to tell you...for fear of breaking your heart...Chu Youqing, why are you so stupid..."

The smile in Chu Youqing's eyes couldn't be wiped away, her red lips parted slightly, and she became even colder, "Do you want me to help?"

Cen Zhiwan was very distressed, but she didn't dare to provoke the other party, "...be gentle..."

Chu Youqing stood still, waiting for the truth.Whenever a woman gets angry and annoys her, no matter if she is confused or sober, she can always find a reason.

Cen Zhiwan couldn't wait for her, complained, and muttered, "You hug me..."

She just wants to be close.

Chu Youqing said decisively this time, "Here we come."

Cen Zhiwan was hugged and sat on the makeup removal table, Chu Youqing gently licked the corners of her eyes and brows, raised her hand and kept stroking her neck behind the ears, and gently scratched with her fingertips.

Cen Zhiwan's face was messed up, full of lick marks, crying, and handed all the tears to Chu Youqing.

Chu Youqing was panting, and skillfully unbuttoned her clothes with warm fingertips.

From top to bottom, the first grain, the second grain...

The neckline of the white shirt was getting bigger and bigger, sliding down from the delicate and thin shoulders, revealing the delicate collarbone on one side.

Chu Youqing asked gently: "Removing makeup...why are you crying..."

Cen Zhiwan shook his face, not daring to speak.

Chu Youqing lightly licked her eyelashes as thin as cicada's wings.

Cen Zhiwan sniffed, lowered her eyes and sobbed, "...afraid of dogs."

Chu Youqing:? ? ?