After the movie, she teased me under the guise of teaching drama [entertainment circle]

Surely Peng Yuru didn't have a suitcase? Fingertips, it's even more impossible for Gu Ziyan to pick her up at the airport empty-handed.

Furthermore, this is a homestay, and there are no condoms?

The two people who were frantically probing on the verge of losing control were forced to stop.

Gu Ziyan got up from the sofa with her arms propped up, picked up the T-shirt that had fallen next to her and put it on her body, revealing her fair and slender thighs, the pink color on her face hadn't dissipated, and she was powerless to lean on the sofa.

"Hey, can you hurry up? It's urgent."

Peng Yuru ordered a takeaway to run errands and was urging the courier at the moment.

She bought a lot of finger cots, of all kinds, and she would never run out of them. She also ordered a lot of sex toys that she had never touched before, but the advertisements were well written.

Crazy, the world must have changed.

She felt very hot and wanted it very much, but she didn't dare to go to the living room to see Gu Ziyan, afraid of seeing her powerless, afraid of eating her up like this.

Afraid of leaving a bad impression on her, afraid of her parents blaming her, she worried too much.

But she herself is suffering too, she really can't bear it.

Thoughts were tangled together in my mind, like a bunch of messed up wool balls, and I couldn't figure it out.

When Gu Ziyan heard her voice urging for takeout, she felt a little inexplicably wanting to laugh. A person who is usually very modest was seduced by her and lost his mind.

The wound on her lip was still painful, Gu Ziyan pursed her lips, recalling Peng Peng's eager and impatient actions just now.

Her wolf nature was finally stimulated after repeated forbearance.

Peng Yuru hid in the bedroom, pacing all the time, not daring to go out, as if under a spell, Gu Ziyan hummed softly in his mind over and over again.

The little devil who had been suppressed forcibly started to be restless again, and she had already walked behind the sofa in the living room.

—Go around, come to her, kiss her, touch her, love her.

--go Go.

A bewitching voice sounded from the bottom of my heart, Peng Yuru clenched his hands into fists, and forced himself not to step forward, whispering, "No, no."

Gu Ziyan was leaning on the sofa by herself, the sound of footsteps echoed in her ears, but she didn't see Peng Peng coming over, and the heat in her body gradually subsided.

What a coward, she thought, when she suddenly heard Peng Peng's voice behind her, almost inaudible, as if she was struggling in her heart.

"Peng Peng~"

Gu Ziyan's soft voice rang in Peng Yuru's ears, dragging her out of the psychological struggle.

"Ah," Peng Yuru stopped hesitating, walked to the sofa, and was still taken aback when he saw Gu Ziyan's naked skin.

"I want to take a bath," Gu Ziyan looked up at her, pulled her collar, sweated a little, and felt sticky and uncomfortable.

The most important thing is that she was stripped naked and got wet from being teased, and in the end she was thrown on the sofa in the living room by Peng Peng? Just ignore it, damn it.

She also wants to punish Peng Peng.

"Then I will carry you?"

Peng Yuru didn't dare to look at Gu Ziyan's watery eyes, nor did he dare to savor Gu Ziyan's sweet and greasy voice when she acted like a baby.

"Good~"

Gu Ziyan opened her arms generously, and moved her legs by the way. The T-shirt that would not be too long moved up a little bit, and it couldn't hide the faint spring light at the base of her thighs.

Peng Yuru picked her up without squinting, like holding a child, with one hand supporting her upright buttocks, and the other holding her back.

The corners of Gu Ziyan's mouth curled up, and she used both hands and feet, like an octopus, directly clinging to her.

Peng Yuru took two steps, felt the friction on her body, and froze all of a sudden. Although she was wearing all the clothes on her body, Gu Ziyan only wore a white T, and everything else was on. Lying on the ground, she picked it off by herself.

It's all her own monster, and even if she gritted her teeth, she would eat it in a muffled voice.

Thinking of this, she quickly walked into the bathroom, looked at the seemingly clean bathtub, hesitated for a moment, and sat Gu Ziyan on the sink, "I'll put on a bathtub cover."

She took out a disposable bathtub cover from the cabinet, turned her back to Gu Ziyan and started to work.

Gu Ziyan looked at her red ears, put her hands on the edge of the sink?, there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her white thighs hung in the air twice.

The bathtub cover. After finishing it, there was a sound of rushing water, and the hot water slowly flowed into the bathtub. Peng Yuru turned around and carried Gu Ziyan off the sink, and gently put her in the bathtub.

Finally got it done, Peng Yuru turned around with relief, and rushed towards her with a scoop of hot water.

The clothes on the back were soaked immediately, and she heard the silver bell-like laughter in her ears, she turned around angrily, her tone was a bit serious, "Stop making trouble."

Gu Ziyan was sitting in the bathtub, her white T-shirt was wet and clinging to her body? Her delicate figure was completely exposed in front of Peng Yuru.

The little goblin just didn't care about anything, instead she pinched the hem of her clothes and looked at her, "I haven't taken off my clothes yet."

"Take it off yourself."

Peng Yuru left the bathroom as if fleeing, and closed the bathroom door with a bang.

Gu Ziyan waited for her to disappear behind the door, reminiscing about the flushed side face she saw when she turned around, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she took off her wet top?

"Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra. Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when practicing deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, sees that all five aggregates are empty, and overcomes all hardships. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from form..." [Note]

Peng Yuru sat cross-legged on the sofa with a face that was so red, reciting the Buddhist "Heart Sutra" with her eyes closed.

But the more you carry it, the more useless it becomes. The sofa? The smell is full of Gu Ziyan, her body fragrance, her appearance when she is in love (more novels plus group 712273271), her weak push and resistance, and the moan overflowing from the corner of her mouth .groan.

The memory was exceptionally clear, and two forces entrenched in his mind were fighting, and one obviously gained the upper hand.

If one is not careful, a word in the "Heart Sutra" is wrongly recited, and the rest of the recited will be messed up.

Peng Yuru gave up reciting, and feebly raised his hand to cover his face. Just as he was struggling, the doorbell rang.

She rushed to the door with a stride, opened the door and snatched the bag, left a thank you, and closed the door immediately.

The courier brother originally had bright eyes when he saw her, but before he had time to ask for an autograph, he ate a mouthful of ashes.

How angry, he thought, hmph, buying so many finger cots, he must be supporting a young lover with such a bad attitude, just wait and see, so what about big stars.

Inside the house, Peng Yuru didn't think too much about it at all, dumped all the colorful things in the bag on the coffee table?, and spread them out.

Looking at the packaging boxes one by one, there is also a fun manual that comes with it, which has increased knowledge, really.

She read with relish holding a stack of notices, and didn't notice that Gu Ziyan had already taken a shower and was standing behind her in a bathrobe.

Gu Ziyan walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, glanced at the coffee table full of things curiously, and was stunned after approaching.

Help, why did she buy so much? !

Use it, can you use it up?

And?, what is she looking at?Fanfan's cover, is it a small h book?

Gu Ziyan stepped forward to snatch the stack of precautions with grief, "Don't look at it."

Peng Yuru, who was thinking about how to transform knowledge into practice, tilted his head, "Huh?"

Gu Ziyan gritted her teeth, "It's better to come to me directly than to read a book."

Since you want it, why do you have to bear it, how uncomfortable, and buy a small h text to relieve your emotions, treating her as a display.

Peng Yuru's eyes lit up, "Is it okay?"

"can."

In the CEO's office of Feiyang Media, Yang Yue saw the reversed situation, hooked the corners of his mouth, and dialed a phone number, "The matter of the cake, let it out, don't deliberately mention Peng Yuru, the navy has also withdrawn, let's see how the netizens behave."

"Yes."

Mo Mo was writing a public relations article. There were too many things to deal with at once. Peng Shang ordered the legal affairs to write the lawyer Han overnight, and sent it to Zhao's house together with the indictment. Mo Yahan gave him a call coffee, and accompany him to work in the study.

On Weibo? While a bunch of people were scolding Zhao Shi, an entertainment blogger with a million fans suddenly posted a melon.

Let’s eat melon together v: #今日大蓝# So who made the cake? @彭彭@古子艳[Picture][Picture][Picture]

Picture [-] is a screenshot of Gu Ziyan’s Weibo, Picture [-] is a screenshot of a submission message, and Picture [-] is a photo sent to her by the contributor. In the photo, a cake is lying quietly in front of the hotel. The house number happened to be picked up in the afternoon. She came out, the room the crew arranged for her.

According to the post, the cake was made by gourmet anchor Peng Peng at the xx coffee shop, and she helped deliver it to the hotel with a work permit.

This employee had been bribed by Yang Yue's subordinates to resign from the store, and the contract liquidated damages were also paid for her.

uwofowu: [Front row! ]

Peng Peng’s roaring dog: [*Weibo link]

Peng Peng’s Roaring Sky Dog: [I, Peng, did go to the xx coffee shop that day, give me an explanation @吴维燕.Anyone who steals other people's labor and intellectual achievements shall be required by law to...]

shaiudhoq: [tsk, what a white lotus]

Looking left and right: [Fuck, the left side is gone, I'm disabled]

Pleasant Goat: [Stay crooked, why did Peng Peng make this style of cake?Maybe they were courting Gu and gave it to her specially?Personal opinion, don’t spray if you don’t like it]

Gu Ziyan's old wife: [Liar!Heartbroken, off powder]

xx Café: [Not C, bad review! ]

……

A new storm is sweeping in, one wave is not calm, and another wave rises again.

Despite the overwhelming noise on the Internet, the small homestay is full of beauty, the curtains are tightly drawn, and the lights in the bedroom are a bit dim.

Clothes were scattered on the floor.

Gu Ziyan half leaned against the head of the bed, her fingers sank into Peng Yuru's hair, and stroked her scalp.

"(pretend there is ?shen.yin()"

The tip of the wet tongue touched a piece of soft ice cream with a cluster of dark chocolate on the side.

Peng Yuru was eating ice cream, bit by bit, she used the temperature of her tongue to soften the surface of the ice cream, took the melted part into her mouth, and slid it into her stomach with her saliva.

delicious.

The taste has a Q-bomb of jelly, and I want to swallow it in one bite.

But she still savored carefully and slowly.

The tip of the tongue is dancing, bringing up a string of silver threads, and a small, continuous sound.

After a long time, I finished eating.

I'm numb, my mouth is so tired...

But Ziyan likes to eat, so Peng Yuru decided to find a way to practice. If it keeps like this in the future, it may not be convenient to eat during the day.

"Use the smooth one, the basic one is fine." Gu Ziyan was worried that she might not be able to master the strength for the first time.

Peng Yuru rummaged through a bunch of finger cots, found the one Gu Ziyan mentioned, and put it on her finger?

"is it here?"

"Um……"

"Would you like to go in a little more?"

"Need not……"

"Do you need to use force?"

"Take it easy……"

After a few minutes, there was only Gu Ziyan's faint panting, Peng Yuru didn't seem tired at all, and went step by step.

"how do you feel?"

Gu Ziyan: ...

Does she want to hear me panting louder?

Well, as long as she likes it, Gu Ziyan began to gasp for selflessness. The momentum was so loud that she felt her scalp go numb.

Peng Yuru was startled, so fast, it shouldn't be, her fingers froze, "Is it there yet?"

"No," Gu Ziyan's face turned red? Added red, stopped her panting, tilted her head and buried her head in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "You follow your rhythm."

"it is good."

The speed and strength increased, crushing everything.

This time it's not fake. Panting...

Fortunately, the hands are more powerful, and Peng Yuru let himself fly in the two feasts of hearing and touch.

How could she still have strength? Gu Ziyan was so breathless that her voice was almost hoarse.

"anything else?"

"don't want……"

"Huh? Do you want more? Good."

"I said...don't..."

"Okay, I'll hurry up."

"No... slow... slow down..."

The author has something to say: Note: An excerpt from the Buddhist Heart Sutra, from Baidu

Peng Peng is really strong...

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