Lu Zhanbei's eyes darkened, he lowered his head and bit her lower lip, "You really can't spit out ivory."
Damn it, how dare you call her a dog!
"Lu Zhanbei, I want you to see the power of a dog's mouth!"
Lin Wanwan raised his head and nibbled on it. After all, he couldn't bear to bite too hard, so he just nibbled lightly.
Lu Zhanbei held her legs up and sat down, his restless hands passing through her clothes and sliding down along the graceful lines of her spine.
In the small cubicle, the spring scenery is boundless.
Under his unbridled attack, Lin Wanwan's body softened into spring water.
"Linwanwan, what did you call me?"
"Lu... Lu Zhanbei."
"wrong."
"husband… "
"Scream again."
"elder brother?"
Compared to the messy-looking woman in his arms, Lu Zhanbei didn't even have a wrinkle on his body. The tip of his tongue brushed across her sensitive earlobe and he said seductively, "Can you give me a baby for my brother?"
"Uh... ok..."
"Then what should I be called when the baby is born? Uncle, or daddy?"
"..." When the flirtatious Lin Wanwan heard this, three black lines appeared on his forehead.
Lu Xiansen is not only a fighter among gangsters, but also the originator of bad taste.
Seeing that she was distracted, Lu Zhanbei increased the force as if to punish her. Until she was panting and her whole body was trembling, he put down her long skirt that was lifted up to her waist, and gently rubbed her legs.
"You've been developing well lately."
Lin Wanwan leaned over humbly, "Does it feel better?"
Lu Zhanbei glanced at the faint arc on her chest and retracted his hand with a calm expression, "There is still room for improvement."
Lin Wanwan snorted coldly. It's not narcissism. After Xing Si's devilish training, not only did her skills improve, her body curves also became better, and she even grew 2cm taller.
Lin Wanwan arranged her clothes, put on her sunglasses and walked out. Lu Zhanbei naturally put one hand in his trouser pocket and followed leisurely.
As soon as she left the bathroom, she saw a young man in black standing straight at the door, with a handsome profile and an unopened can of beer in his hand.
Lin Wanwan took three steps back, "Ahem... Fu Zhinian, why are you here?"
"Look out."
Fu Zhinian glanced at her brows, which could not conceal the spring beauty, and suddenly said, "The garden is full of spring beauty and cannot be contained..."
Lin Wanwan made a stop gesture and quickly ran away. Fu Zhinian pursed his lips and quickly followed.
Lu Zhanbei did not stop them, but kept a long distance away from the two of them as if deliberately.
"Fu Zhinian, how have you been lately?"
"not too good."
Lin Wanwan looked tense, "What happened?"
"Trained by the dean."
"Why?"
"I was criticized for growing my hair long and dyeing it."
Lin Wanwan looked at Fu Zhinian's hair. It was already very long, almost covering his eyes.
"How about I introduce you to a hairstylist whose skills are superb and guaranteed to make you more handsome?"
Fu Zhinian's handsome face darkened quietly, he had hinted so obviously...
"No money." The two words seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth.
Lin Wanwan also came to his senses now, feeling a little amused in his heart, "Then I will accompany you to rob the rich and give to the poor, just like you did with those little gangsters before. You will get money for just one vote."
Fu Zhinian glanced at her, quickened his pace and got rid of her.
Lin Wanwan was stunned. Why did she feel that there was a trace of grievance in Fu Zhinian's eyes just now
Looks so much like a little puppy...