The 195th Red House Spring Scenery

Cheongsam is a kind of clothing that requires extremely high physical curves.

It emphasizes the wearer's perfect figure.

At the same time, cheongsam is also a piece of clothing with a body score.

If a person with a good figure wears a cheongsam, it will make her figure more attractive against the backdrop of her clothes.

Song Jia was wearing a red floral long cheongsam with a low slit, which not only set off her chest, but also showed her thin waist like a snake, giving people the temptation to be entangled with people that it is not worth their lives.

Song Jia walked very quickly, and her white jade-like beautiful legs appeared at the slits on both sides of the cheongsam. Although they were just calves, it was more speculative because of this. Is the covered thighs more attractive?

Qin Fen knew that Song Jia was beautiful, but he didn't expect that she could dress up in a hurry and dress up in a cheongsam so beautiful that she was distracted.

"Jia Jia, you are fat." Lin Liqiang touched his chin, looked at Song Jia constantly, and said in his mouth: "If you keep fatter, be careful that Lao Qin is afraid that you will be poor and don't want you."

"go!"

Song Jia stubbornly opened her cute little nose and gave Lin Liqiang a blank look.

This scene was originally warm and a bit embarrassing, and I didn't know what to say when I met. With Lin Liqiang's joke, the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

"Haha..." Lin Liqiang laughed loudly and patted Qin Fen's back: "Old Qin, I won't make a light bulb anymore. I'll wait for you outside the door, so you can talk."

Lin Liqiang, who walked to the gate of the yard, suddenly turned around and smiled and said to two awkward people: "Old Qin, I'm outside the yard. If Jia Jia wants to make a mistake in you and have any inappropriate thoughts, you can speak out loud. Brother, I will definitely appear as soon as possible to block you."

Before Song Jia could roll her eyes on Lin Liqiang, the biochemical beast genius who created a relaxed atmosphere flashed outside the yard.

The yard is not big, only the two of them are left.

Miss Song, who often "I am very satisfied" and "I am very dissatisfied", no longer had the powerful aura of the past, and she secretly raised her eyes and stared at Qin Fen.

The young man who practices martial arts on earth did not regard the Qilin as a god-like existence? His words were holy orders! Young people who disobeyed his wishes almost did not exist.

How courage does it take for people who know the order given by Qilin but still start to make trouble?

The more Song Jia looked at her, the sweeter she felt, and her joy filled the corners of her eyebrows and mouth.

"You are here..."

After holding it in for a long time, Song Jia said something she was not satisfied with.

"Yes." Qin Fen stared at Song Jia, who was more beautiful than peach blossoms: "Are you satisfied this time?"

When Song Jia heard the catchphrase being teased, her face became a little hot and she replied in a low voice: "Satisfied..."

Several engineering trucks drove outside the yard door, and more than a dozen workers jumped out of the yard with various tools and walked directly into the yard.

The big "Song" is embroidered on the chests of these workers.

When they entered the yard, they seemed to have not seen Qin Fen and Song Jia, moved pieces of stone slabs into the yard and quickly repaired the broken yard.

Song Jia looked at the red brick house, looked up at Qin Fen and whispered: "Can you go in and chat, okay?"

Qin Fen nodded constantly. It was not very comfortable to be watched by so many people in the yard.

Stepping into the door, Song Jia turned around and gently closed the brick door. At the same time, she felt two strong arms passing through her waist and surrounding her.

Immediately afterwards, those strong and powerful arms brought a little rough pulling force.

Song Jia felt her body retreating with this force, and a numb feeling appeared in her bones, completely trapped in her arms.

'He hugged me! He hugged me on his own initiative! That dull Qin Fen actually...'

Happiness filled Song Jia's entire heart in an instant. She was like a charming bird, allowing Qin Fen to hold her in her arms.

The thick and hot breath made a quick sound in her ear.

The hot air flow penetrated into her neck, causing her whole body to tremble. Before she could react, the masculine aura had already sealed her lips.

Song Jia's brain paused for one tenth of a second, and then he felt Qin Fen's tongue all over, and once again occupied his fragrant tongue.

Unlike the first kiss in Hanzhou.

This time the kiss was much more intense than the previous one.

Qin Fen is not a wood, nor is he a little cold.

He is also a man, and he is also a man who has a masculine and domineering martial arts route.

I haven't seen Song Jia for many days, and I just beat him to death.

At this moment, Qin Fen relaxed his spirits. In the room where there were only one man and a woman, he was less concerned and enjoyed the wet, slippery, soft lips with Song Jia's unique daughter's fragrance.

Song Jia was completely lost.

As early as Qin Fen shouted out from the yard that she wanted to send all the prostitutes into the hospital, she had already begun to get lost.

If Qin Fen hadn't hugged her slender waist tightly with his arms, she would have been unable to stand any longer.

Her whole body was numb, as if there was constant electric current running in her body over and over again, as if she had reached heaven.

In the special environment, in the ambiguous atmosphere, Qin Fen felt Song Jia's plump breasts tightly against her chest, holding her boneless waist with her left and right hands, and the blood in her body gradually began to boil.

Song Jia is lucky. She was born in the home of a martial god on earth, and she could have a lot of excellent martial arts for her to choose from.

Song Wendong liked his granddaughter even more. In order to prevent her body from being affected by martial arts, her muscles were too stiff and her skin was too rough, she also created a set of exercises for her alone.

No matter how her martial arts grow, it will not destroy the beauty of her body.

Nearly instinctively, Qin Fen's right hand slid down little by little, stroking her upturned round buttocks.

This is the first time that Qin Fen has taken a step further, and it is also the first time that Song Jia has been touched by someone's sexy and raised buttocks.

If it were someone else, she would probably find a way to chop off the hands of this person.

But, not today.

Because that was her lover.

"ah……"

Her lips were sealed, and the sound could only be beaten gently in her throat.

It's like an old joke on the Internet. A lonely man and a widow live together in the same room. The woman said to the man: "You sleep on the ground tonight. If you sleep with me, you are a beast."

The man sleeps honestly on the ground.

As a result, the next day, the woman slapped the man in the face: "You are not even as good as beasts."

Qin Fen doesn't want to be a person who is worse than a beast.

Although Qin Fen has chosen gentleness, his body is practiced by the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique. Even if he does not activate his true energy, his body is much stronger than ordinary warriors of his level.

Song Jia was weak all over and lay honestly in Qin Fen's arms, holding her fingers and gently slid on his cheeks, feeling secretly happy inside. This is her own man.

Qin Fen looked at Ke Ren'er in his arms, and at this time he regretted not asking Lin Liqiang for advice on weekdays. What should we say in this state now?

He looked at the blood on the sofa and asked in a low voice: "Did it hurt just now?"

Song Jia gently pinched Qin Fen's nose with two fingers, and asked back with a red face: "What are you talking about?"

Qin Fen looked at the blood and said a little guiltily: "It should hurt..."

Song Jia hugged Qin Fen and whispered in his ear with happiness: "Happiness is more than pain. Can you carry me to take a shower?"

"Yeah." Qin Fen hugged Song Jia and swallowed another mouthful of greedy saliva.

"Why...you still want to..."

Song Jia blushed and her voice became much smaller.

Qin Fen nodded and shook his head again: "You should still feel very painful. I can't be too selfish, let's talk about it..."

"What else?" Song Jia looked up at him curiously.

"Besides." Qin Fen laughed happily, and lay down in her ear and whispered: "From now, we will have more time..."
Chapter completed!