Don't mess with Bai Yueguang [Quick wear]

At six o'clock in the evening, a woman wearing sunglasses and blowing bubble gum with her hands in her pockets appeared in front of the door of Room 608.

She looked around, her red lips slightly raised, she looked very happy because she was humming.

If Riemann's fans are nearby, one can hear that she is singing Riemann's first song.

She is not a fan of Riemann, the reason for singing this song is just because she is about to get a woman, a woman who is obsessed by Riemann.

Gu Qian grinned triumphantly, as long as she opened this door, she could enjoy Song Ruo Shi to the fullest.

It's ashamed to say that she has a window of several months, and the desire/desire in her body has already erupted like a volcano, and she urgently needs a chance to vent/vent.

Gu Qian knocked on the door, leaning against the wall, she was thinking, when she will strip off Song Ruoshi's clothes, she will treat Song Ruoshi very gently.

Although she betrayed herself, she was still the senior she had a crush on in high school, and this warmth must belong to her.

The door was opened, and Gu Qian licked her lips dryly, wanting to see Song Ruoshi lying on the bed impatiently.

But with a flash in front of her eyes, someone grabbed her wrist, and then pulled it hard, causing Gu Qian to stagger into the room.

Gu Qian's wrist was in pain, like a stabbing pain that would crush her bones.

Without thinking about it, she raised her other hand to fight back at the person who hurt her, and scolded: "Gu Jia, do you want to die?"

As a result, the person standing opposite her held Gu Qian with both hands, without giving her a chance to react, and pinched her arms behind her back, "Gu Qian, open your dog eyes wide and see what I am who."

As her words fell, Oman pressed her head and slammed it against the wall a few times. The sound of "bang bang" hitting the wall was dull and depressing, but Oman's eyes were extremely bright, with a kind of playfulness, just It's like playing an exciting and fun game.

Aman's movements were too fast and fierce, Gu Qian was like a lamb, letting her slaughter her.

Of course, Aman didn't forget his belt, bent his eyes, tore her off the wall, pressed her to the ground, pressed her back with his long legs, and tied Gu Qian's hands with the belt with a sneer.

Gu Qian's head was swollen and her eyes were dark, she could only remember the tormentor with the little sobriety left.

But Oman was wearing a mask and a hat, so she couldn't see her face clearly.

But Aman's voice, Gu Qian will never forget it until he dies.

Because it was this woman who tortured her and stimulated her time and time again in the crew, crushing Gu Qian's confidence and making her lose the arrogance she was most proud of all along.

She shook her head frantically, trying to break free from Oman's control, "Bitch! Let me go! Why are you here? Did Gu Jia betray me? I knew it, I knew it! Everyone Anyone who wants to fight against me wants to harm me."

Aman was worried that her cry would attract someone, frowned, pinched her face with his hands, and said in a low voice: "Shut up."

Gu Qian didn't believe her threat, and glared at her, wishing to kill this hateful woman with his eyes.

"Come on! Help!"

Gu Qian smiled regretfully, and immediately, expressionlessly, grabbed her hair and lifted her to the corner of the bed.

Where there are edges and corners, the damage is increased.

Gu Qian's forehead finally left bright red blood. Gu Qian was stunned and scared. Aman was not joking, she really dared to do this.

"Are you obedient? Stop making noise?"

Oman pulled the corners of his lips lightly, took off his mask and peaked cap at the same time, and sat cross-legged beside her.

Aman scratched her hair lazily, her bangs on her forehead were messy and disorderly, and she looked at Gu Qian quietly with her cold eyes. She obviously had a face as pure as an angel, but at this moment, she seemed to be like an angel. Devilishly cold.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to feed you something delicious."

She got up and stuffed Gu Jia's half-bottle into her mouth again.

How could Gu Qian not know what it was, she struggled to resist, the aphrodisiac/emotion/water/flowed down from her chin, wet her neckline, and she was in a mess.

Aman looked at the clean bottle and smiled with satisfaction.

After that, he took out his phone and turned on the video.

She watched Gu Qian's performance playfully, quietly waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect.

Before Gu Qian's attack, Gu Jia, who was thrown on the bed by A Man, had already reacted.

The mist in her eyes was blurred, her face was flushed, she was panting, and she was extremely seductive.

She tore off her clothes, her hands were trembling, and she followed the curve and slid between her/legs.

Hearing her movement, O'Man curled his lips in disgust, covered his face with his hands, and simply threw Gu Qian on the bed, but the belt that bound his hands was still not untied.

As a result, Gu Qian could only endure Gu Jia's sex.

Aman didn't plan to watch the next scene. She left her mobile phone to take pictures, hid in the bathroom, washed her hands, and washed off the makeup on her face by the way.

The facial features of the woman in the mirror are exquisite and pure, with a pair of curved apricot eyes revealing a little cuteness, when she smiles sweetly, she is simply obedient and coquettish.

She combed her long hair and hummed her own song, but she didn't hear the ambiguous voice outside.

She tilted her head, Biye Scissorhands.

She is still beautiful today.

After tidying up, she walked out of the bathroom, looked at the two figures stacked on top of each other on the bed, and expressed hot eyes.

Enough with the video, let's take a few more photos.

Aman turned his back to them, and found Gu Qian's agent from the WeChat work account.

[hi. 】

[Riemann, good evening. 】

[Let me send you a few photos, Chu Tianqing, take care of the artist in your hands, this time she was the one who got caught, I have not only photos but also videos, I only give you one hour Time, cancel all the press releases that hate me, otherwise, let's see you on Weibo tonight. 】

Before Oman suddenly left the crew and went to the company, there was a marketing account asking Miss Pearl for public relations fees.

The black material they have in their hands is the pornography/pornography/pictures that Chu Tianqing maliciously smeared Oman, including some photos of drinking with the director at the finale banquet, all of which were picked up, in order to pour dirt on Oman water.

But the most vicious thing is that Chu Tianqing knew it was a fake, and deliberately asked the marketing account to ask Miss Pearl for public relations fees. Who didn't know that those marketing accounts were raised by their studio?

Chu Tianqing's heart was really dirty.

Aman couldn't help sneering, thanking Gu Qian for personally delivering it to the door this time.

In order to express my gratitude, after I leave, I will definitely close the door of the room firmly, so that your movements will not disturb others.

She walked leisurely and took the elevator, wearing a mask like an ordinary guest.

She came to the parking lot alone.

Her appearance ushered in a warm hug from Song Ruoshi, and at the same time, Oman also noticed the tears falling on her neck.

It was so hot that Oman couldn't help but hugged her slender waist tightly, and sighed: "Baby, it turns out that my clinginess is a very correct thing."

Thanks, I made that call myself.

Song Ruoshi nodded with a choked head, breathing on her collarbone, numbly, "Aman, Aman, thank you, if it wasn't for you, I really don't know what I would do next."

Aman stroked her hair, with love in his eyes, coaxing her: "Be good, be good, don't be afraid, I'm here for everything."

"Ok!"

She nodded firmly, because of Oman's words, she finally smiled.

"Let's go home."

On the way home, Aman hugged Song Ruoshi all the time, giving her a sense of security, and because of her by his side, Song Ruoshi's little crying face finally stopped crying.

Probably the medicinal effect of that biscuit still remained in her body, and she had already slept soundly.

Ding Dong endured it for a long time, but when he saw the red light ahead, he couldn't help but collapse.

She turned her head, considered her words, and finally asked, "The two of them...that?"

Oman nodded, as if he was about to take out his mobile phone: "There is still a video, do you want to watch it?"

"No, no, no! Oman, the two of them turned out to be cousins."

Oman, who didn't bat an eyelid, was stunned when he heard these words, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then...they are...chaotic/lunatic?"

Ding Dong swallowed, "Yes."

Aman blinked and said with an innocent face: "I don't know anything."

I'm just Teacher Song's cute cat, QWQ.

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