Zhang Shidong wanted to kill someone, but there was very few things that could make him so amused and angry. Everything happened naturally and he was about to carry a gun on the battlefield. At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the door. What was his thought? What kind of temper?

Beat him, beat him, kill him?

Ignore him and continue to knock. The sound of knocking became louder and louder.

When he opened the door of the suite, it was empty. Zhang Shidong, wearing pants, shook his hands and silver needles were covered in his hands: "I caught you, and I will fuck you with shit, pee and fart."

Without any movement, the door was closed, and the charming eyes were blurred, Jingyun lying on the bed, most of her beautiful legs were exposed. From the moment there was movement, she covered important parts of her body with a bath towel. For a model, the simplest thing can become a fashion.

Zhang Shidong has no foot fetishism or legs, but in front of Ling Jingyun, he had to admit that this woman wanted to seduce a man without anything. She just held a pipa and half-covered her face, held a flyer with her hands, her chest and chest device half-exposed, exposing most of her legs, one straightened and the other was arched, which was enough to seduce any man with normal physiology. As a model Ling Jingyun also took similar photos, without the feminine charm and the look of the finishing touch. At this moment, Ling Jingyun's eyes were full of charm, full of charm, and hit the man's heart.

Zhang Shidong frowned his nose, "Oh my master, at worst, you won't let you see it."

He pounced on him again, and wrapped the sheet on the bed on the two people, pressing Ling Jingyun under him, and preparing to remove the last "defense line" of the two people.

"Dong times.Dong times..."

It was obvious that the music played on the mobile phone rang out loud outside the window and outside the door, which made Jingyun shrink. The charm in her eyes disappeared, she was not Mi Nuonuo. If it were the one who changed to that person, you would do whatever you wanted. The more you did, the more I would perform, it would be because you had a needle-eye feeling that it was good to watch or that I could have fun; Jiang Xueyu was an angry contestant who dared to increase the volume of moans while being exposed in the situation. When it came to Zhao Ya, except for the men on her, he ignored everything. As long as Zhang Shidong thought, let alone this environment, he dared to play any difficult field battle with him.

Ling Jingyun was not afraid of exposing herself in a three-point style. As a model, there were too many cases. On the runway, swimsuit displays often happen, put on clothes, pouting, and digging Zhang Shidong hard.

Zhang Shidong lay on the bed in a large shape and shouted weakly: "You are a turtle grandson, just help them, don't let me catch you and kill you."

Ling Jingyun sorted out his hair, curled up in Zhang Shidong's arms, and kissed him on the cheek: "Let's sleep."

Zhang Shidong's eyes rolled, forced himself to suppress his inner slap, and pointed in three directions: "You guys wait."

After that, there was no sound until Ling Jingyun fell asleep in his arms. Zhang Shidong sat up and looked at the girl who immediately shrank to the foot of the bed as soon as he left his arms. He gently stroked her back and forth, comforting the girl who was always alert to danger and fear of loneliness.

It was not until Jingyun made a cute little snoring that Zhang Shidong put on his clothes and walked outside. He walked to the living room of the suite facing the door. He looked at the tobacco, alcohol, peanuts, pork head, meat sauce, beef and three people drinking on the coffee table, and lifted his belt: "Oh my uncle, do you have to clean up?"

"Brother Dong, you are the old man. You hugged the beautiful girl and shot it. Brothers came back from a long distance to see you. No, the old ghost said that he was also scratching him. Why don't you find a few beautiful girls?"

The speaker is an extremely handsome young man, with smooth and tender skin and a young face. All the clothes and accessories from top to bottom are world-famous brands. Even socks are not matched casually. They are all top-quality products that are purely handmade.

The old ghost in his mouth is completely in contrast to him. The former is handsome and beautiful and can dress up, while the latter is ugly and fierce, with a scar on his forehead as if he is missing a piece of flesh. A scar on the top of his head does not have hair. It is fierce. There is also a burned mark from the neck to the bottom of his left face, which is particularly terrifying. A glaring and grinning can definitely become a nightmare for young children.

With a virus, the three of them drank more than three bottles of Wuliangye and occasionally chewed a piece of meat, which made the food smell so good.

Lao Gui is older than the virus, but when facing Zhang Shidong, also known as Dong Ge, he is a very silent person. He doesn't speak much, drinks, eats, smokes, and is not like that beautiful young man. He keeps asking questions like a chatterbox. Zhang Shidong ignores him and talks to himself, regardless of whether he wants to listen or not, so he tells him the stories that have happened to him in the past two years in the past three years.

"Little Chicken, where is the Greedy Wolf?" Zhang Shidong picked up a wine glass worth more than two taels and drank it all in one go.

"Brother Dong, I once again solemnly warn you that if you don't want to call a girl in the future, you can just call this name."

"Okay, can't you call Peacock? Tell me about the greedy wolf, little chicken?"

Just as the peacock raised his head and felt that he was victorious, Zhang Shidong defeated him again, waved his fists a few times, thought of the virus's reminder, snorted coldly and hugged aside, deliberately angrily not talking.

The old ghost threw peanuts into his mouth: "We haven't seen her for a long time. We are performing a long-term lurking mission. The content is unknown. The time is unknown. I only know that we are still alive."

Peacock curled her lips: "She is not upset. When she comes back, according to his temper, she will not be able to kill. Brother Dong, you are the blessing of embracing Qi people from both sides. The full man doesn't know that the hungry man is hungry. Do you still know the greedy temper? If you really get anxious, no one can stop him."

Zhang Shidong was silent, picked up the wine glass that had just been filled with the virus, and drank it all in one go...

One or two glasses, Zhang Shidong drank three bottles of wine. The table on the ground was full of wine bottles, and he didn't deliberately use his true energy to force the wine. Drinking with his brothers and playing tricks was not his style, so he could drink it.

At around two o'clock in the morning, four people were lying on the sofa, snoring soundly in their super weird shapes.

As soon as the sky was dawn, a bright hint of masturbation had just shone into the room. The four of them stopped snoring almost at the same time. When they woke up at the same time, Zhang Shidong entered his room, hugged Ling Jingyun's body and continued to lie for more than an hour. The three of them directly made a table full of delicacies from mountains and seas early in the morning.

After three years of separation, just like the virus in the past, there is no stranger. After meeting each other for a long time, it will still be the relationship between the past. The brothers and sisters of the army will remain unchanged for the rest of their lives.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, under the arrangement of Zhang Shidong, the professional makeup artist stylist finally completed the fiddling on Ling Jingyun's body. The makeup was light and thick, highlighting Ling Jingyun's wildness. A very ordinary white shirt tied a button around the waist, and a pair of plain jeans on the lower body, tightly pressed against the thighs. The knee-high leather boots and jeans complement each other. On the outside, a pure white long down jacket, a warm-eared bag of the same white down, and a warm-eared bag with the same white down, reflecting the same white cotton gloves, perfectly pinching the two temperaments of beauty and beauty.

Zhang Shidong's outfit is much cooler than her. He paired the same brand of jeans with a pair of casual shoes, and a gray-black casual suit on the upper body. In order to cooperate with Ling Jingyun, he also wore a long loose patent leather down jacket. The shepherd drove to the door of a building. The air conditioner and warm air at the door were turned on with high power. Two rows of welcoming girls wearing cheongsams saluted to each distinguished guest who had invitations to get off the car, and there was a special person who led the guests to the large venue exhibition hall behind.

Walking into the building with a temperature of more than 20 degrees, taking off my clothes and leaving it to the specialist to put it away, Jingyun's figure continued to show her full charm and amazed the audience. Seeing the familiar stage, Jingyun was stunned.

"Don't worry, aren't some people trying to ban you? Are you trying to find a platform that he thinks is fair to fuck me? You have to give people a chance, right? We are so generous."

The seats under the stage are very particular, neither neatly arranged in rows nor the rules of placing around the round table. There is a zinc-nearly neatly in the stage area, with name cards, which makes Jingyun look at them. They are all well-known people in the circle, masters in the modeling industry, fashion designers, stylists, beauticians, well-known film and television industry figures, famous directors and well-known actors. Seeing this, I think this is a pure entertainment event, but when the reporters and media carry cameras here

Some people walked in front of them and became ugly after walking for a while. They were no longer in their show. Even the actors, singers and models with all kinds of postures in front of the camera relaxed. They moved the chairs according to the staff's instructions and immediately interspered into some more comfortable chairs behind them, waiting for the real VIP to arrive. There was only a rocker-arm camera and a professional photographer on the organizer's close-up shot of well-known people on the scene within the specified time period.

Under the guidance of the cheongsam woman, Zhang Shidong and Ling Jingyun sat in front of the left side of the stage. They were one of the best-visited areas. Not far from them were the boss of a very well-known film and television company in China and several female artists under him.

Seeing Zhang Shidong and Ling Jingyun, the few of them smiled and nodded and greeted each other. Although they didn’t know each other, they knew that those who could appear here today were either rich or noble, and they were not easy to provoke. The younger the ones, the less difficult it was. In Yanjing, don’t offend anyone or the eldest son. Don’t think that you have a strong power in the capital. Anyone who comes out may involve you who you think is arrogant or your family.

"Mr. Dong?"
Chapter completed!