Han Yulong's little assistant

Seeing that skillful movement and that ambiguous scene, An Ran's heart is undergoing earth-shaking changes, but her face is still expressionless, silently complaining:

Quan Zhilong xi, are you really shooting A/V? !

On the bed, Quan Zhilong, who performed the wonderful 19th ban, seemed to have a telepathy. He turned his head and glanced towards the door, just in time to meet An Ran's gaze, and was instantly scared to pee:

What the hell is that?

When did she come?

How much did you see again?

Misunderstanding?

Must have misunderstood!

An Ran didn't care about Quan Zhilong's complicated mood, glanced at the person who was fixed on the bed, turned around and left without any hesitation;

As for Quan Zhilong on the bed, she was shocked, but she was still rational. She was sick. If she was stopped like this, she would definitely become the focus of the audience!

A little annoyed, he looked at the agent at the door, raised his eyebrows, and signaled with his eyes: Brother, you are too much, why didn't you remind me?

Jin Nanguo spread his hands and pretended to be innocent: the hole he dug, even with tears in his eyes, will be filled up!

Please look at the eyes of Quan Zhilong: →_→

"stop!"

An Ran walked fast in front, and Quan Zhilong, who was following behind her, followed closely behind her. Seeing the increasingly rapid pace ahead, Quan Zhilong pulled out his hair a little annoyed, and raised his beautiful diamond lips, Shout out:

"Ah, you dead girl, I'll let you stop!"

An Ran didn't listen, she kept walking.

Will the dead girl get shit if she listens to him once in a while? !

Enraged, Quan Zhilong stepped forward and grabbed An Ran's wrist tightly, and dragged her into a certain private room without forgetting to lock it.

An Ran was shocked, when she came back to her senses, he had already pinned her on the door panel. This seemed to be a private dining room. When she passed Quan Zhilong, she saw that there were napkins and bottles of condiments on the table behind him. Cans.

Looking around in the private room, An Ran also felt bored, especially since there was a face in front of her that she didn't really want to see, but his eyes kept following hers. body!

An Ran looked helpless and turned around.

Quan Zhilong narrowed his eyes, he wanted to see how long she was going to hide!He raised a hand to block An Ran, and propped it against the door panel behind her, this way was blocked!

childish!

An Ran's face was calm, but he rolled his eyes in his heart, turned around, and followed closely with another slender hand, successfully imprisoning the person between himself and the door panel, Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows, slightly proud!

An Ran glanced at the beating expression and didn't bother to pay attention to him, her gaze fell under his arm, considering the possibility of getting out.

It's all like this, don't you give up?

Quan Zhilong frowned in displeasure, his eyes flashed a trace of annoyance, he leaned forward and approached An Ran, shortened the distance between himself and the wall, and brutally strangled An Ran's thoughts in the cradle.

Strong masculine scent and feminine perfume came over the face, sprinting at the tip of the nose, the dazzling picture just now kept coming to mind like a lullaby, An Ran couldn't help frowning, her face sank, exuding a coldness.

"Where did you... just see?"

Quan Zhilong turned his face sideways, buried his head so low that it almost reached An Ran's shoulder, his face was intoxicated, lost in the faint lotus fragrance that An Ran exuded.

He knew that the little assistant's clothes were all washed separately, and she didn't bother to wash them by hand and soak them in softener for a few minutes. It is said that such clothes are soft, static-free, and comfortable to wear;

Originally, she also wanted to soak their clothes like this, but it was too weird for a man to have such a smell, so they refused without even thinking about it.

As for men, roughness is enough for MAN!