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Chapter 399 Secretary Jin’s Chinese Valentine’s Gift, the Third Dream Fragment(1/3)

After reading the mission introduction, Tang and Song felt deeply offended.

I saw the introduction of props before and knew that this little umbrella was very dirty. I originally thought that special tasks could be.

Unexpectedly, he was forced to be a scumbag!

Although he has planned the time management of the Chinese Valentine's Day, there are really not 9!

How busy this is! Who can withstand it?

And does he have so many women to be close to?

Tang Song simply read it in his mind, his face a little awkward.

It seems more than...

However, he originally planned to have 7 people, but now he has to expand two.

Looking at the reward of "durability +30" above, he decided to grit his teeth and try it.

Only by experiencing the small umbrella can you know that it is powerful.

The "protecting the safety of players and partners" in the prop description is not just a simple replacement for Durex, but a truly comprehensive protection.

For example, Wen Ruan and others have played basketball with themselves so many times, but they have no gynecological problems at all.

According to the elder sister, every time I play basketball, I feel refreshed.

Therefore, for the sake of his partner's health, he still has to face his fear and be a complete scumbag.

After breathing, Tang Song let go of his elder sister's white body and took off the shorts stuffed in her mouth.

He sat up and smiled and said, "Zhuangzhuang, I'll take you to take a shower. We'll do it again later. I feel like I'm finished hot."

Wensoft, who was lying on the yoga mat, shook his butt with difficulty, "Get out--"

Tang Song couldn't help but chuckled, reached out and held her slender waist and long legs, and used force to lift her 130-pound big sister up in the waist.

Wen Ruan half opened his moist eyes and looked at him, feeling his bulging muscles, and shrank his neck in fear.

When the two of them entered the bathroom of the master bedroom, she held her breath and said, "You...you are fucking... you're cheating..."

"Ba~~" Tang Song slapped her ass, "If you lose, you have to admit it. Remember to sing to me to conquer tomorrow morning."

"It hurts!" Wen Ruan's hands and feet were weak, so he had to open his mouth and bite him, feeling indignant.

This is not consistent with common sense.

At her request, Tang and Song could not make small moves throughout the whole process. This was a very hard-core offensive and defensive battle.

After all, she has had so many experiences and her body is at its peak. In addition, women are born with an advantage over men, so she originally had sufficient confidence to win the battle.

I didn't expect that I lost so thoroughly. I still hurt so much now. I won't think about going to work tomorrow.

Tang Song was like a beast, as if completely exhausted, and now he could even carry her to the second floor by a princess hugging her.

What a pervert.

If he had been in this state, he would have acquiesced to find other women without saying that.

I took a simple shower.

Tang Song hugged his eldest sister's naked body, lay on the soft big bed, and gently closed his eyes.



Tuesday, August 22, 2023, sunny to cloudy, 20~32℃.

The seventh day of the seventh lunar month.

It was just past 0 o'clock in the morning.

Tang Song, who was sleeping, felt his mouth blocked.

A warm and sweet breath pours into the mouth.

Open your eyes, and there are a pair of watery eyes in the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, a warm and familiar voice came from my ears: "This life will last forever, and I will continue to walk with you in the future. Happy Chinese Valentine's Day, I love you."

Tang Song showed a gentle smile on his face, "Happy Chinese Valentine's Day, I love you too, Ruan Ruo."

"Sleep, good night." Wen Ruan said tiredly, closed his eyes gently, moved his position, and let himself lie in his arms better.

Soon, a uniform breathing sounded.

She was really tired, but she still forced herself to pass 12 o'clock.

Tang Song kissed her face, reached out to pick up the phone at the head of the bed, and opened WeChat.

Leave a message to Liu Qingning and said, "Qingning, Happy Chinese Valentine's Day, I love you, I will put the gift to you in the drawer on the bottom right corner of the cloakroom."

Everyone else can see it, but Liu Qingning is in Shenzhen, so he can only express it in this way.

After thinking about it, Tang Song left another message to Zhao Yaqian: "Thank you for every bit of together, my beautician friend, Happy Chinese Valentine's Day!"

If it was Liu Qingning, it carried his youth and throbbing, sour and sweet.

That was Zhao Yaqian's real first time in love.

In the beautician, he felt the whole process of falling in love from 0, and also got her wholeheartedly.

I always feel a little guilty about her feelings.

Put down your phone.

Tang Song hugged his elder sister's plump body tightly and quickly entered sleep.

...

Shenzhen City.

It was 6:30 in the morning.

The alarm clock rang on time, Liu Qingning opened her eyes, sat up and yawned.

Turn off the alarm clock and look around the familiar and unfamiliar environment.

My thoughts gradually became clear.

On Sunday morning, Tang Song helped her move.

In fact, she has just arrived in Shenzhen for less than a year and is busy with work, the rental house in Phase III of Songping Village is a temporary residence for her.

She doesn't even have much feelings for the city of Shenzhen.

Those who have feelings may be the few colleagues, friends and classmates here.

But these people are not as important as the Tang and Song dynasties.

That's why she didn't hesitate to go back to Yancheng to buy a house and discuss the future direction with him.

In the end, I chose to stay in Qingning Technology and in the deep city. In the final analysis, it was because her heart was too messy.

The sudden appearance of the Tang and Song dynasties, his huge changes, his confusing experiences in the past few years, and his current status.

They all had a huge impact and impact on her.

She needs some time to calm her emotions and think carefully about the future between the two.

Shaking his head, Liu Qingning stopped thinking about it anymore.

When I picked up my phone, I saw the message sent by Tang and Song dynasties at 0 o'clock.

He couldn't help but raise his mouth and replied: "Happy Chinese Valentine's Day."

After thinking about it, I added: "Thank you for your gift, I love you too."

Putting down his cell phone, Liu Qingning didn't care about wearing shoes and trotted into the cloakroom.

Open the drawer mentioned by the Tang and Song dynasties.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful red gift box came into view.

The pattern of the magpie bridge on the Qixi Festival is outlined with golden silk threads.

Open the gift box, a golden silk lining, quietly placed an ancient comb.

Forged in 24K pure gold, the color is gentle and brilliant, the shape is elegant and smooth, and the lines are delicate and delicate.

The comb back part is cleverly inlaid with dazzling gems, which are arranged in an orderly manner and complement each other.

Liu Qingning picked up the comb and closed her hair, and her eyes gradually became soft and warm.

Combs were a common token of the Chinese Valentine's Day in ancient times.

It means to grow old together, and this will remain unswerving.

It means that both sides are willing to spend the rest of their lives together and never leave.

After holding the comb for a while, Liu Qingning carefully put it back on its original position.

Change into sportswear and walk out of the bedroom.

As soon as I arrived in the living room, a warm and gentle voice sounded: "Miss Qingning, you have gotten up, the breakfast has been prepared, I will put it in the restaurant for you."
To be continued...
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