Qiliano is a raw hand, and there is no self-inflicted ability to master, and even the air will not change.

Want to push him away, Yu Muyang pressed on her, pushing can not push.

To the back, Qi Luo has no strength, the body is hot, the strange feeling of criss piercing the whole body, her hands can only hold the clothes of the past, bear his kiss.

Her mind was faint, completely unaware that the clothes on her body had been taken off by Yu Muyang.

The wind blew in through the window, she could not help trembling, and her body shrank in her unconscious arms to the bosom of Yumuyang, which was no different from the arms of the bosom.

The little green plums that he has seen since childhood are so active, will Yu Muyang still be held?

Yu Muyang ended a kiss, slightly propped up, saw the two cheeks crimped in his arms, the last nerve in his mind named Reason also completely broke.

Take a princess and turn to the big bed in the hotel room.

Put the garoo to bed and start undressing.

The hand touched the mobile phone in the pocket, just to throw it to the bed, the phone screen suddenly brighten.

There is information.

At this time, no one’s information matters.

He glanced at him, only when he didn’t see it.

He jumped back on the body for the next second, and climbed up in horror.

Recall the half of the information that the brain had just seen, if he had not read it wrong, it was as if he had glimpsed the word "Qi Yan".

Yu Muyang was full of a spirit, grabbed the mobile phone and opened the text message.

The letter was sent by his father.

It is said that he was engaged to Qijia, and the content of the text message was almost all the colder in Tucao.

It seems that his father went to Qi's house and made a lot of noise.

Finally, Yu Yu Yue gave Yu Muyang a word of advice, in view of the difficulty of Qi Yan, it is recommended that he first turn people into his hands, it is best to give him a little granddaughter, when the wood has become a boat, even if Qi Yan is opposed, for his grandfather's sake, he can only choose to forgive him.

I love you today too!

Yu Muyang threw the phone back to the head of the bed and reached out to embrace Qi Luo.

The hand just reached out and threw an empty one.

He rolled his quilt, leaned on the edge, just reached out to pick up his own phone and picked up the phone.

“Little brother, whose phone?”Yu Muyang asked with a full sense of crisis.

Given that he had just received the colder text message, he now had a strong hunch that the call might be...

“Dad.”As soon as he spoke, Yu Muyang was poured through with cold water, covered with a spirit, desperately trying to make Qilian's eyes, and let her hang up the phone first.

He turned his hand to the quilt on his chest, like a good baby, and asked questions.

"Not at school, outside."

"Not a stranger, but a narrate."

"In the hotel, he taught me to fall in love."

"He didn't bully me, just played games with me, I lost, so I had to get rid of..."

Qi Luo "clothes" two words have not yet been said, Yu Muyang has quickly snatched the phone from her hand, tightly covered the mobile phone.

The next second, the roar of Qi Yan's roar, or clearly came from the mobile phone: "Yu Muyang, you bastard, I want to break your corpse -"

“The huh—”

At the last moment, he hung up the phone.

He looked at Qi Luo for the rest of his life, and saw that his face was not good, and asked politely: "Are we still playing now?"

The humus: “...”