Gao Jinshan is no exception. He speaks with a sense of boldness, which makes people feel very intimate.

Tang and Song listened carefully and asked some questions and opinions in time, which attracted Gao Jinshan to have a strong sense of identity.

After chatting for a while.

Tang Song's arm was suddenly pulled. He turned his head and saw Gao Mengting looking at him while he was about to speak.

"What's wrong?"

Gao Mengting pursed her lips and said softly: "Come with me."

After saying that, he pulled Tang Song's arm and stood up, "Dad, mom, let's go to the house for a while."

"Oh, go and go." Zhao Suyun and Gao Jinshan responded quickly.

"One" The door was gently closed.

Tang and Song looked around curiously.

The room is not wide, only thirteen or fourteen square meters, and the decoration is also very old, but it is arranged in an orderly manner.

There is a single bed near the window. The small cabinet at the head of the bed is filled with various pieces of items, alarm clocks, magazines with curled edges, ceramic cups, and a few scattered photos.

There was a cork board nailed to the wall, covered with photos, post-it notes, movie ticket stubs and other small items, and a line of words was written on it: "When I forgot who I am, please remember that I once loved this world."

Tang Song looked at the photos, many of which were taken by Gao Mengting in junior high school and high school.

She has short shoulder-length hair, her plump apple muscles make her face fleshy, and there is a sense of ambiguousness and vitality between her eyebrows and eyes. She always tilts her head and smiles habitually.

Noting Tang Song's gaze, Gao Mengting stood in front of him with a slightly red face, "Stop looking, they are all things from the past."

Tang Song looked at the partner in front of him and showed a big smile on his face, "You used to be very cute, I liked it very much."

Gao Mengting smiled shyly, and after a moment of silence, she whispered: "Why are you going to come to my house suddenly?"

"Actually, when I sent you here, I wanted to go up and meet my uncle and aunt, but because I was in a hurry and didn't prepare anything, I couldn't go up empty-handed, right?

Hearing this, Gao Mengting felt an unspeakable joy and emotion in her heart.

It turned out that when he was downstairs, he was not pretending not to know his thoughts.

"Thanks."

Tang Song looked at the partner who was full of atmosphere in front of him and suddenly said, "Thank you for being too much, let's do something real."

"What does it mean?" Gao Mengting blinked in confusion.

Tang Song chuckled, held her directly in his arms, and knocked her lips hard.

Gao Mengting did not resist at all, but wrapped herself around his neck and greedily enjoyed his intimate contact.

Breathing the pleasant fragrance on her body, Tang Song's hand slowly moved downward, crossing her slender waist, holding the buttocks wrapped in jeans.

Gao Mengting hummed lowly and her body trembled.

Feeling the well-proportioned and wonderful curves of the partners, Tang and Song gradually became more and more overwhelmed.

"Hiss" the zipper of the jeans was opened.

"Don't move!" Gao Mengting suddenly raised her head, blushed and said, "This is my home!"

Tang Song snorted "shush" and pulled her clothes down.

"Ah!" A low cry sounded, Gao Mengting quickly bit her finger, her body trembled, but she didn't dare to move.

A strong sense of satisfaction hit the hearts of Tang Song.

Soon, Gao Mengting collapsed and leaned against him.

Tang Song simply put her on the bed and pressed her over.

Looking at her shy and beautiful face, she felt her beautiful and well-proportioned body unscrupulously.

After a while, Gao Mengting's body suddenly stiffened, her eyes widened, and she made a violent gasp in her mouth, as if she was about to faint.

Seeing her violent reaction, Tang Song pinched her and blinked and said, "Partner, what's wrong with you? Could it be "You! You! Don't say it!" Gao Mengting bit his lips.

Tang Song chuckled and stopped teasing her.

This gentle, gentle, delicate and literary partner is the most sensitive among the girls he has ever come into contact with.

As long as he takes a slight move, it is the limit she can bear.

However, this is a contrast, which is quite interesting.

In a quiet and warm room.

The ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang.

Gao Mengting twisted her body, looked at the mobile phone screen beside the bed, and whispered: "It's Qiuqiu!"

"Do you want to pick it up?"

Gao Mengting pushed him, took his cell phone, answered the phone, "Hey? Qiuqiu."

"Oh, Mr. Tang is with me."

"We have nothing to do, don't worry, he will go back soon."

At this moment, Gao Mengting's eyes suddenly widened and she made a "Shayi" sound.

He quickly held Tang Song's hand that was placed on her chest and bit his lip hard, "It's okay, I'm eating spicy strips, ah!
Chapter completed!