After a while, Zhao Yaqian said, "Tingzi, I haven't said it before. In fact, Brother Song is more rich than I thought. He drives now all BMWs."

"That's it...then he is really excellent." He Liting pursed her lips, "Qianqian, I think you still have too little knowledge of him. In the future, when he gets along, you can ask more about his situation, such as his family, career, and emotional experience."

She hasn't forgotten the rich and rich beauty in Burberry.

"Well, I understand." Zhao Yaqian replied casually and smiled: "Come on Tingzi, let's disassemble the new phone together!"

He Liting didn't say anything else, sat on the sofa, watching Zhao Yaqian happily disassemble her phone, activate, change cards, and migrate data...

After struggling to 0 o'clock, Zhao Yaqian put away her cell phone with satisfaction, washed and went to bed.

Lying in the quilt, I tossed and turned, I couldn't sleep no matter how hard I was, my mind was filled with Tang Song's hands and mouth.

Brother Song’s mouth smells so good, it’s so comfortable to kiss.

His hands are also very beautiful, slender and fair, and very flexible.

The moonlight outside the window was covered by clouds, faintly and blurred.

The 19-year-old beautician licked his lips, began to make seals with both hands, and tried to perform magic.
Chapter completed!