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Chapter 109 Measure the size of a beautician friend(2/2)

Unexpectedly, Tang Song directly gave her a top-end flagship phone, which fulfilled her dream.

Zhao Yaqian took a deep breath, put her phone in place, and pulled out the orange gift box.

The colleagues hurried forward, some held the gift bag and some held the gift box.

Zhao Yaqian couldn't wait to lift the lid of the box and carefully opened the wrapped white bag to reveal the bag inside.

Hold the bag in front of you and look carefully.

LV's iconic vegetable tanned leather with leather, exquisite logo, dazzling metal magnetic buckle, vegetable tanned leather straps...

The appearance design is simple and generous, with smooth lines, showing a modern beauty.

LV Carryall.

She has seen this one online before and heard from friends discuss it, but she never thought she could really have one.

For a moment, I felt dizzy and felt that the surroundings became very quiet.

After a while, Zhao Yaqian carefully put her bag away and put it in the back seat with her phone.

I don’t care about the onlookers around me.

Take a few steps quickly and hug Tang Song hard, "Thank you Brother Song for your gift, I like it very much!"

After saying that, he took the initiative to kiss him in the face.

It seemed that I felt that it was not enough to express my emotions, so I kissed several times.

Feeling the soft and sexy body in front of him, Tang Song felt a surge in his lower abdomen.

Zhao Yaqian's body stiffened, as if she felt something, and slowly let go of him.

Tang Song turned around and opened the car door of the main driver, and said with a dry voice: "Let's go, Qianqian, it's very late, let's get in the car."

Zhao Yaqian nodded quickly, waved goodbye to her colleagues, and obediently entered the co-pilot.

The roar of the engine sounded, and the black BMW 330 blended into the night.

The beauticians standing on the curb were all a little lost. They had the material to dream tonight, but unfortunately the heroine was not herself.



In the quiet car.

Zhao Yaqian had not yet escaped from the excitement just now, her face was flushed and her legs were shaking.

Tang Song's eyes swept over her long legs wrapped in pencil pants, pursed her lips, put her right hand quietly and gently kneaded her.

Very elastic and very good feel.

Feeling the burning temperature on his thighs, Zhao Yaqian's body stiffened, and soon relaxed again, turning her face to look at Tang Song.

Tang Song's face was a little hot. It was the first time he did such a thing, and he felt a little ashamed.

After a while, his hand moved and began to climb upwards.

The numbness hit the forehead, Zhao Yaqian exclaimed and grabbed his right hand, "Brother Song!"

Tang Song took a deep breath, parked the car with one hand, and turned off the engine.

Unbuttoned her seat belt, leaned over and pressed her up, breathing the fragrance on her body, and kissing her scorching lips.

Zhao Yaqian snorted lowly and slowly let go of his hand.

Tang and Song finally found out the size of the beautician friend, probably C.
Chapter completed!
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