Chapter 89: The fate of God’s will

Joining Tianding Group, Liu Weiwei got a house and of course a fashionable sedan. It can be seen that Song Yingfei trusted her very much, and even her salary was twice as much as before.

Now, Lei Zhengyang is in this house, looking at the woman who only wore a light red pajama after washing the bed. The pajamas seemed to be sexy, very short, with half-exposed thighs, and even her delicate breasts showed extremely deep ravines. Her charming eyes were filled with spring light, as if just one glance could inspire the man's lust.

"Vivi, I really don't regret it anymore!"

However, Liu Weiwei stood up from the bed and walked to Lei Zhengyang. Her jade hand touched his chest, like a calm lake, and a few faint ripples immediately appeared. She smiled softly and said, "Look at how beautiful this moment, why do you say such a big scared scenery, Zhengyang, am I not beautiful?"

There is indeed a kind of lazy temptation of a lady lying on the bed, but the moment she stands up, she becomes a charming beauty. Every expression and movement makes people feel very beautiful. This woman, the most beautiful side hidden in her body, is displayed at this time. This is the charming temperament.

"You are beautiful!"

"Then remember this moment, remember Vivi, remember Vivi's beauty"

Liu Weiwei said, her jade hand had already spread out a thread of suspenders on her shoulders and slowly slid down. As the channel emerged, the raised hill suddenly turned into snow peaks on a rising slope, with high protrusions, round and full.

The pajamas slid off his body, his arms blocked his chest, and the only thing left was the underwear divided into several pieces. The faint beauty was more tempting than being naked. Lei Zhengyang's breathing became heavy, and his eyes were no longer clear. He thought that after hell training, his endurance could resist all temptations, but in front of Liu Weiwei, this resistance seemed difficult to persist.

Because of her affection and her perfection.

Or she didn't give Lei Zhengyang the chance to refuse.

"Zhengyang, why don't you love me? Vivi is your woman, everything about me is yours."

This aroused Lei Zhengyang's wildness, let out a beast-like roar, picked up the woman, threw it on the bed, then flew towards her white and jade-like body, and stripped off the last shy object very roughly and savagely, crazily possessing this pure beauty and true love, or at this moment, for Lei Zhengyang, there was still a little more desire.

With a pleasant scream of pain, the charming beauty became pitiful, but I didn't know that this expression inspired the passion of love.

The night was dark, but Lei Zhengyang's battle was endless. The sound of grieving begging for mercy had sounded several times, but the sound of whipping never stopped. It had not touched the beauty of women for a year. The suppressed power was like a golden dragon bursting, as if it was endless. Liu Weiwei, who had bloomed her first flower stamen, tasted the sweetness of love, but was also under the erosion of the storm. Her consciousness was as drowsy as a boat in the vast ocean, and could only go with the flow.

I don’t know when the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the two tired people fell asleep.

The next day at work, Song Yingfei's first thing was to rush into Liu Weiwei's office. She was not there. Liu Weiwei was the first to go to the office before, which made her feel a little unpleasant.

Fortunately, her cell phone rang, and it was the phone call from Liu Weiwei: "Yingfei, I'm sorry, I may not be able to go to work today and I feel uncomfortable. Can I take another day off?"

Of course, Song Yingfei couldn't say anything else and replied: "If you feel uncomfortable, just take a rest. I'm temporarily responsible for the company's affairs. Vivi, your voice is very wrong. Have you gone to the hospital? Do you want me to come and see you?"

"It's okay, no need, I'm just tired and want to take a break. Thank you Yingfei."

The phone was hung up, but Song Yingfei always felt uneasy. As far as she knew, Song Yingfei had no relatives in the capital. She was sick alone in a foreign land and had no one to take care of her. She was also Liu Weiwei's only friend and should go see her. As a patient, she needs this kind of care.

He drove to Liu Weiwei's residence. The house was given by the company, and she chose it herself. Of course, she knew the address, but she didn't know that Liu Weiwei was not sick at this moment, but was just suffering from an unstoppable torture, and was plundered by Lei Zhengyang on the bed.

Although this is the first time in his life, Liu Weiwei does not know nothing. As a mature woman, she knows what happened between men and women, but this man is like a bison, asking for it again and again, just a short rest, seemingly never tired, but it subverts her cognition.

"Zhengyang, no, I'm dead."

"Zhengyang, I'm really dead, I'm going to die."

In fact, Lei Zhengyang was also very distressed. Although he had always been very romantic, he had never had such a strong desire. The moment he got Liu Weiwei, a violent burn occurred on his body. The flames produced by this burning were all aphrodisiacs, and then flowed to all parts of his body, with the urge to ejaculate spring, which was uncontrollable, so he could not suppress this desire when facing Liu Weiwei's fragrant fragrance.

No one knew that the golden dragon power on Lei Zhengyang woke up at this moment, not only causing a violent turmoil, but also increased at this critical moment. Just like a child who had been hungry for a long time, swallowing Lei Zhengyang's energy, which also made his body's desire even more uncontrollable. Therefore, waves of impact are to absorb energy and the energy that bursts during the orgasm of the Yin body.

At this moment, both Lei Zhengyang and Liu Weiwei were very dangerous, and Song Yingfei walked into this place at this moment.

She knocked on the door, but no one agreed, so she opened the door by herself. In addition to Liu Weiwei's set of keys, she also had a spare key for the company. In her opinion, Liu Weiwei should be weak and asleep, and she didn't think too much about it.

But when she heard Liu Weiwei's faint scream and rushed into the bedroom, she couldn't believe her eyes. A lewd sex between men and women was in progress. It was Lei Zhengyang and Liu Weiwei, and the man was crazy. The screams of the woman made Song Yingfei feel that this was not a voluntary fusion of men and women, but a rough plunder, just like her one time

Song Yingfei had almost no hesitation. Looking at Liu Weiwei's scream, she had already hit Lei Zhengyang with her cross-pack. This was a subconscious action when she encountered danger, and she also wanted to save Liu Weiwei. Unfortunately, this action angered Lei Zhengyang who was sinking into improvement and desire.

Lei Zhengyang's body turned, and a kind of hostility appeared on his face that had always been sunny. His eyes were red and he had a cold murderous intent, and he seemed a little crazy. He reached out and grabbed it and threw Song Yingfei on the bed. His naked body moved away from Liu Weiwei's body and pressed on her.

Both girls were shocked.

Liu Weiwei wanted to stop it, but at this moment she was tortured so much that she didn't even have the strength to touch her fingers. She just screamed desperately: "Zhengyang, don't, don't do this, she is Yingfei." Unfortunately, her scream did not wake up Lei Zhengyang, and the sound of clothes tearing came from her ears.

Song Yingfei's eyes widened even more angry, unable to imagine that under such circumstances, the man was actually going to be rude to her and was tearing her clothes apart.

"Lei Zhengyang, you dare"

This experience has been once, and it overlaps with the moment like a nightmare. Last time, the man left for no reason, and at this moment, Song Yingfei did not have such good luck at this moment.

He struggled hard, but this resistance was too insignificant. Song Yingfei's clothes were torn to pieces. The white jade skin as white as snow reflected the sunlight that shot through the cracks of the curtains, carrying a fragrance of a youthful virgin. This breath was the nourishment that Lei Zhengyang wanted most at this moment, so he spread the woman's legs effortlessly.

Finally, the nightmare belonging to Song Yingfei repeated again, and she finally failed to escape her fate.

It was still the man she hated the most, who took away her first time, and occupied her body in her crying and resistance.

In just one day and one night, the two women were in the same bed and lost their purest dreams, but one was happy and the other was painful, but both of them had crystal tears on their faces.

Liu Weiwei didn't know what happened, and why the happiest moment of being a woman was like this.

Song Yingfei didn't know why the nightmare that had caused her pain for a year came to her again, and it was so real, but when she opened her eyes, she realized that all this was not a dream, it was real, she was really insulted. Although the man had left, the bloody plum blossoms on the sheet proved that everything in her mind was true, and it had just happened.

I thought she would howl and lose her calmness crazily, but it made Liu Weiwei strange that Song Yingfei didn't. She was very calm, and her naked body casually put on a coat, and sat on the bed. Seeing the cigarette on the table beside the bed, she picked it up and looked at it. It was a man's cigarette, left by Lei Zhengyang.

She pulled out a ignorant, squinted her eyes and took a sip, and all rushed into her lungs, coughing unbearably. Then she raised her head and looked at Liu Weiwei. A smile appeared on her face and said, "This taste is actually not very good, what do you think?"

There was a tear hidden in the corner of her eyes, but she tried very hard not to let it fall.
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