The national male god he privately linked to the station brother

postgraduate. "

After hearing this, Che Shaoqi wanted to laugh again, his lips were tight and he was in a happy mood.

"But one thing is most important."

"What?" Che Shaoqi asked proactively.

"You took away all my things, so you have to take away my person and my heart." Song Yan moved forward a little, "Hey, can you?"

"...Think again."

"Is there anything to be dissatisfied with?" Song Yan thought for a while, and simply began to undress.

Che Shaoqi was startled, and hurriedly stopped him: "What are you doing?"

"I'll show you the figure and size. After reading it, you don't have to think about it." Song Yan is still very confident in her physical condition.

Che Shaoqi kicked him angrily: "I know!"

"Know what?" Song Yan seemed to have succeeded, supporting the bed with both hands, and holding Che Shaoqi in his arms.

"Just first... try it out, talk, talk about love." If there is a hole now, Che Shaoqi may have already slipped into it after saying this.

Song Yan smiled "hehe", hugged him tightly, kissed and rubbed against him, and said after a while, "Professor Che, please give me your advice in the future."