Chapter 1147: Noisy, no morality!
At this moment, inside this large, comfortable and quiet Bentley Mulsanne speed car.
What echoed was the increasingly rapid heartbeat of the two ...
At this moment, they can clearly feel each other's breathing and heartbeat.
In the darkness, Zhang Xiaofan's cheek suddenly leaned forward.
Her cheeks receded slightly subconsciously, but moved forward a few minutes in the next second.
Soon, a pair of warm things.
In the darkness, touch it lightly ...
"Well..."
"Yep..."
Zhang Xiaofan put a lot of effort into the girl's arms.
"Snoring ... snoring ... snoring ..."
The thick voice echoed in this quiet car .....
The music in the car also came to the peak little by little.
Gradually, the noise in the compartment was covered up ...
"Guru ... Guru ... Guru ..."
Zhang Xiaofan is like a playful cat, giving full play to his innate curiosity.
So focused and forgetful.
"Woo ... wow ... wow ..."
Zhao Yingying's breath also became hotter at this time ...
Zhang Xiaofan can clearly feel that his back neck is quilted .....
Sharp things are slowly on him like cat scratching ...
At this time, Zhang Xiaofan pushed the seat adjustment button.
The seat silently fell backwards gradually.
And Zhang Xiaofan, also supports the seat cushion under him with his hands.
Straighten your waist.
"Drip ... Drop ... Drop ..."
Just two people were in the back of the Bentley Mulsanne sPeed car.
While kissing each other, embarrassingly hugging each other.
At this moment, there was an extremely harsh sound in their ears.
Also, there was a loud whistle of dissatisfaction.
Suddenly, it came from behind the body.
"Don't ..."
Hear the sharp whistle.
Zhao Yingying also suddenly sobered up from the previous chaos.
She gave it a hand, and Zhang Xiaofan, who pressed on her, pushed it away.
The little hand was sort of flustered, his messy clothes and keratin hair.
The chest is also undulating.
The round bun's face is more like a red glow.
Ear beads are red, they are almost bleeding ...
After hearing the car, the louder whistle of the motor vehicle came from the louder.
Zhang Xiaofan also cursed in his heart.
Mom sells it, sir, I'm just getting better.
Is preparing to raise qiāng into battle and turn over.
Horse racing in the car, Gong Naichang.
Do something to make the car shake.
As a result, Lao Tzu's pants were all off.
You're behind, whistle to me, right?
Looks like this kind of thing that will make the car shake in the future.
Still have to avoid taboos, where there are many people.
The best is the more remote the better.
When the time comes to save, there are still people who do bad things for their little ones!
After the good things were disturbed, Zhang Xiaofan was also uninterested.
He also sorted out his clothes.
Without forgetting that Chong was still blushing, Zhao Yingying, whose head was ostrich-shaped, explained briefly.
then,
Zhang Xiaofan returned to the front row of the driver's seat and started the car.
With Zhao Yingying, he returned directly to the crew ...
Then Zhao Yingying ...
