With a bath towel wrapped around his waist, Yang Zhao leaned against Ling Qingyu who was texting on the bed and watched her send the text message, and said with a smile, "Why, do you want to be a matchmaker?"
Ling Qingyu clicked on the share posted by Luo Meiyan in the circle of friends on the mobile phone. The link was the top ten romantic travel destinations in the world. Luo Meiyan wrote on it, lonely Valentine's Day, lonely Mid-Autumn Festival, when can I go to these places! Damn Ling Qingyu, I hate you!
Yang Zhao couldn't help but smile, these girlfriends of hers were very interesting, while taking up the responsibilities she left behind, they complained, complained and acted coquettishly.
"I think Cheng Cheng is a pretty good guy." Ling Qingyu leaned against him, continued to scroll through WeChat Moments, Weibo qq, and said, "He has a cheerful and straightforward personality, and he has a good personality. Well, he is also very good-looking, very handsome. Manly."
Yang Zhao frowned unconsciously, wrapped his arms around her waist, and said, "You, like him?"
"I like all your friends, but what?" Looking back at Yang Zhao, Ling Qingyu smiled wickedly, and said, "The reason why I am interested in him is that you don't think he is very suitable for Yanzi? You see Yanzi is cautious and upright, Cheng Cheng is a man who doesn't make jokes at all, Yanzi behaves carelessly, but Cheng Cheng pays attention to details, he actually went to ask for gifts that we didn't expect, and even asked for them. I asked for a little more, and he was worthy of Yanzi's height. Most importantly, Yanzi must understand Cheng Cheng's job! She just likes this kind of manly, responsible, and adventurous spiritual man.”
Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows even higher, so researched? Observing so carefully? Did you even notice that he went to ask for a gift? In other words, Cheng Cheng is indeed not bad looking...
Turning over and pressing Yang Zhao under him, Ling Qingyu smiled lightly, pressed his fingers on his slightly pursed lips, and said, "Well, is Zhao jealous?"
A blush appeared on Yang Zhao's cheeks, he opened his mouth, licked her palm with his tongue, and looked at her with flowing eyes.
"Silly Zhao, I already have such an excellent and lovely Zhao, how could I go..." After a pause, Ling Qingyu laughed a few times, coughed and said, "I pay attention to Cheng Cheng only because he is your friend, You see, isn’t there a rule in the husband and wife rules? You should treat your husband’s brothers with tolerance and understanding. Well, I’m just looking at it and checking it out for you. I just want to know the friends you make here. , Will it bring you down, by the way, let’s help Yanzi take a look... Ah! Zhao! I really don’t have any other meaning, I can’t even love you enough!”
Watching her turn from embarrassment to anxiety, and finally explaining like a rogue, the curve of Yang Zhao's lips also changed from grievance to a chuckle, he hooked her head, and blocked her sexy and rosy lips with his lips. lips, said: "Well, I know..."
His kiss was extremely gentle and lingering, he kissed her lips little by little, and a soft sigh-like sound escaped from the corner of his mouth.
I love you…
Ling Qingyu's heart was beating like a drum, he raised his head, threw the phone aside, put his hands next to his ears, the corners of his mouth curled up in an evil way, and said, "Well, tell me the truth, do you miss me? Are you jealous! "
Yang Zhao picked up her hand and pressed it on his chest, rubbing the ring on his penis with some strength, looked at her with a smile as if his eyes were foggy, and said softly: " You ask it, it misses you almost to pieces... "
In the past, he would nod lightly with blushing. He had never said it so bluntly like now. Ling Qingyu felt a pain in his heart and then warmed up. dogwood.
"Ah...Qing Yu..." Yang Zhao raised his head unconsciously and let out a long moan.
"Zhao," Ling Qingyu said while nibbling on the delicious purple buds, "Let's get up early tomorrow and go for a walk by the beach."
"Okay..." Yang Zhao's voice was hoarse and sexy, his body trembling slightly because of her pecking kiss, he hugged her waist, and couldn't help calling softly: "Qingyu...Qingyu..."
Letting go of the upturned purple fruit, Ling Qingyu lifted the bath towel around his waist with his hands, and gently wrapped the already hard red spear, looking at the shyness on his face, the blush reaching to the roots of his ears, , and asked with a loving and pitiful smile: "Zhao, do you want it~ huh?"
As he said that, he looked at the backpack he had been carrying since Semporna.
Yang Zhao's face turned even redder, and he said softly, "That's, that's what I looked at... wanted to..."
Getting out of bed and taking the backpack, Ling Qingyu frowned and pressed his hands on the zipper and glanced at him with a mocking smile. Yang Zhao's eyes were so wretched that Yang Zhao turned his head slightly and turned his neck, which was as red as a tomato, to face her. The legs were bent and opened wide, and a red gun between the thighs shot straight into the sky.
Seeing that Ling Qingyu's nosebleed almost spewed out, with an evil smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his hand and scraped gently on the top of the red gun with his fingertips, and unzipped the backpack's zipper with one hand.
There were several clothes on the backpack, Ling Qingyu frowned unconsciously, took out the clothes, saw that they were serious shirts, and thought to himself, isn't that what he thought? Thinking about something in his heart, the fingertips became heavier... Yang Zhao jerked his body up and let out a long and charming cry: "Ah... Qing Yu..."
Looking back at him with a smile and looking at his body flushed with blush, Ling Qingyu took out the things in the bag and said with a smile: "I thought you bought some fun toys, just clothes what?"
Her fingernails were neatly cut, and the flesh on her round fingertips had a little bit of nail hardness. Even scraping and pressing made the most sensitive part of the tip burst with trembling pleasure. Running along the back to the whole body, he gasped softly, turned his head to look at her, his eyes were full of clear water and tenderness, which made Ling Qingyu dazed for a moment, trying to cover up Picking up the things in his hand, he said, "Well, since my Zhao likes it, then I will definitely satisfy you, just use this!"
A trace of shyness flashed across Yang Zhao's face, he nodded slowly, and said, "Okay..." As he spoke, he took a pillow and put it under his waist, lifted his buttocks, and revealed them fully in front of her. The fresh and delicate red hole is already opening and closing involuntarily.
Ling Qingyu froze for a moment, stiffened his neck and turned his head to what he was holding...
It was a bead stick made of huge round beads with a wire that could vibrate.
With a cry, Ling Qingyu rushed forward...
He didn't even notice the constant vibration of the mobile phone next to him, and the poor mobile phone was shaken out of bed with even greater force after a while.