Celestial Employee Chapter 51: Eros entanglement
Zhao Lingjun thought Meng Xue must have had an accident.
But when Zhao Lingjun suddenly broke the bathroom door and rushed in, he almost ran into a pile with Meng Xue face to face.
"Xiao Bai..." After standing still, Zhao Lingjun couldn't help letting out an exclamation when he saw the cat like a pom-pom in the arms of the desperate Meng Xue. Zhao Lingjun never thought that Xiaobai, who he couldn't find in the bedroom, would actually be in the bathroom.
When I saw Xiaobai who was motionless in Meng Xue's arms and the tears in Meng Xue's eyes, Zhao Lingjun's heart sank to the bottom.
"Xiaobai...what's wrong with it?" Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath, trying to make his trembling tone calmer.
"It..." Meng Xue couldn't help but burst into Zhao Lingjun's arms with tears in her arms without finishing her sentence.
Meng Xue's flying green silk suddenly confused Zhao Lingjun's eyes, but Zhao Lingjun didn't feel any surprise.
"It doesn't seem to work anymore..." Meng Xue's tears wet Zhao Lingjun's chest. "No matter how I touch it, it doesn't respond."
As soon as Zhao Lingjun heard Meng Xue's words, he sighed secretly in his heart and couldn't help but hug Meng Xue who was holding Xiaobai tightly, but when Xiaobai suddenly pressed against Zhao Lingjun, Zhao Lingjun suddenly What was found.
"It is not dead yet, I can feel its heartbeat." Zhao Lingjun said excitedly.
"Really?" Meng Xue also lifted her head from Zhao Lingjun's arms, took Xiaobai out of Zhao Lingjun's arms and her, and put it on her face.
"It really has a heartbeat."
Just when he pressed Xiaobai to her ear, Meng Xue shouted excitedly, but after a while, the excitement in Meng Xue's eyes dimmed again.
Because Xiao Bai still has a heartbeat, but Xiao Bai's heartbeat is too weak, and it seems to stop at any time.
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"It took this medicine a day earlier than you?"
While watching Jun Zhao Ling quietly used N methods, but failed to make Xiaobai wake up, Meng Xue quietly looked at Jun Zhao Ling and asked.
"Yes." Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath. When Zhao Lingjun answered, he did not look at Meng Xue, nor Xiao Bai who was quietly resting on the sofa. Because at this time, whether Zhao Lingjun looked at Meng Xue or Xiaobai, he would feel heartache for no reason.
So of course Zhao Lingjun didn't see that after he gave a definite answer, Meng Xue's face flashed, as if he had made the most important decision.
"I want to take a shower in your bathroom, can I?"
Just when Zhao Lingjun was lowering his head and hurting himself secretly, he heard Meng Xue say this to himself.
"Of course." When Zhao Lingjun raised his head and saw Meng Xue who was blushing, he suddenly thought that after two people's tossing for an entire afternoon, they are indeed even more embarrassed than the beggar. They should wash them well. Take a shower.
"Can I wear your clothes?"
"Yes. My clothes are in the closet, you can take them whatever you want." Zhao Lingjun, who originally thought that his situation was not good, felt a little uncomfortable when he thought of a living beauty who would take a bath in his bathroom. Feeling embarrassed.
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After waiting for the sound of water in the bathroom to sound for a long time, Zhao Lingjun, who was lying on the sofa quietly thinking about what he should do before becoming as unconscious as Xiaobai, did he suddenly think The door to the bathroom has been broken by himself.
"The bathroom doors are broken. Meng Xue is taking a bath inside. She is not afraid that I will walk in like this?"
In that room, Meng Xue’s slender thighs, perfectly round, covered only a thin pair of underwear’s snow-white delicate buttocks, and when Meng Xue was bent over, she revealed a crisp breast, Zhao Lingjun’s In my heart, there seemed to be another fire.
"If Meng Xue didn't wear anything, would her body be more suffocating?" This thought suddenly appeared in Zhao Lingjun's mind.
"I can't stand it anymore, I'd better get a glass of cold water." At this moment, Zhao Lingjun felt that if he lay on the sofa and thought about it, he might rush into the bathroom and do something worse than a beast.
So Zhao Lingjun walked into the kitchen, took out a glass cup from the dining table, and prepared to pour a glass of cold water on the drinking fountain in the living room to cool himself down.
But before Zhao Lingjun took the cup and walked to the drinking fountain, Zhao Lingjun heard the sound of water in the bathroom had stopped, and then Zhao Lingjun heard the bathroom door creak open.
"Are you finished?" Zhao Lingjun turned his head in relief, and asked Meng Xue, who had walked out of the bathroom, thinking that the day of fighting between heaven and man could finally be over.
But as soon as Zhao Lingjun turned his head, Zhao Lingjun's body was shocked, and the glass cup in his hand fell to the ground all at once, falling apart.
With a clear bang when the glass broke, Zhao Lingjun only felt a bang in his head, and for a while, Zhao Lingjun lost all his thoughts.
Meng Xue stood quietly at the door of the bathroom, looking at Zhao Lingjun who was stupidly motionless.
Meng Xue's body is wearing Zhao Lingjun's shirt.
But under the shirt, Meng Xue didn't wear anything.
Zhao Lingjun's shirt can only cover Meng Xue's jade-like buttocks, while Meng Xue's white and delicate, straight and slender legs are almost completely exposed to the air. And through the thin shirt, Zhao Lingjun could even vaguely see the two blushes on Meng Xue's perfect and proud breast peak and Meng Xue's slightly bulging private parts.
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Zhao Lingjun had also imagined how perfect Meng Xue was, but at this time, Zhao Lingjun understood that the real Meng Xue was a hundred times more touching than what he had imagined.
Zhao Lingjun just took a look and found that there was a reaction in his own place, and his pants once again formed a tent.
After Meng Xue saw Zhao Lingjun's reaction, although her face was flushed all of a sudden, she slowly walked towards Zhao Lingjun.
Looking at Meng Xue's looming perfection under her thin shirt, Zhao Lingjun's feet, like lead, couldn't move.
Until Meng Xue walked in front of Zhao Lingjun, Zhao Lingjun could almost feel Meng Xue's exhaled breath and see every hidden place in Meng Xue's body, Zhao Lingjun asked as if he had just woke up from a dream: "You..."
Jun Zhao Ling wanted to ask why Meng Xue wanted to do this, but only when Zhao Ling Jun said you, Zhao Ling Jun’s mouth was blocked by Meng Xue’s mouth.
When Meng Xue's soft and moist tongue stretched out with a hint of sweetness, Zhao Lingjun felt that the sky was hanging around for a while, and he couldn't even breathe.
Zhao Lingjun felt like he was dead all at once.
Until Meng Xue hugged Zhao Lingjun tightly and panted slightly, Zhao Lingjun felt that she was slowly coming back to life.
And when Meng Xue suddenly kissed herself, Zhao Lingjun already understood why Meng Xue did this.
"Meng Xue, don't be like this." Meng Xuewen's jade-like body pressed tightly to Zhao Lingjun's body, but Zhao Lingjun's heart was filled with grief for no reason. "I might..."
"You stinky hooligan." Meng Xue raised her head suddenly, her suffocating beauty was covered with blush. "Don't you think what you said?"
"What did I say?" Zhao Lingjun was startled.
"You said I belonged to your woman." Meng Xue hugged Zhao Lingjun tightly and looked at Zhao Lingjun's eyes. "Did you forget what you said this afternoon?"
"That..." Zhao Lingjun wanted to say that it was what the fat man said, but he did not deny it from beginning to end, and when he defeated the fat man and the tall man, he meant to say it, it seemed to be true. Meng Xue is her own woman. Seeing Meng Xue's clear and transparent eyes, Zhao Lingjun was touched again, but the more so, Zhao Lingjun felt that he could not easily push Meng Xue to the ground. "But, I might only have one day to live."
"I don't care how long you have." Tears appeared in Meng Xue's eyes, "I only know that I am already your woman. I only know that I want to be your real woman. ."
"I..."
Zhao Lingjun still wanted to say something, but Zhao Lingjun only said one, and Meng Xue's mouth was again blocked.
It was a long time before Zhao Lingjun came to life from another burst of dizziness.
While trying all his strength to keep the last trace of his soberness, Zhao Lingjun finally said one thing he wanted to ask since Meng Xue insisted on going to Qilixiang with him. . "How did you like me in the first place?"
"Do you remember the autumn outing organized by our company?"
"Is it the time to go to Putuo?" Meng Xue's slight gasp made Zhao Lingjun's heartbeat speed up again.
"Do you remember that time on the bus, there was a lonely old man with motion sickness?"
"Remember. What does it have to do with you like me?"
"At that time, there was a cart of people, everyone wanted to avoid him far, only you took the initiative to take care of him." Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "You are like this to a strange old man. At that time, I thought you were a good person. But at the time I didn't think I liked you very much. It was only when the little doctor went to see you that I realized that I had already liked you. You."
"No, that's it?" Zhao Lingjun was a little silly.
"Of course not only this." Meng Xue blushed and looked at Zhao Lingjun, and couldn't help but smile. "If you were rougher than Zhang Chang and fatter than Xiao Ping, I wouldn't like you. In fact, you have a good temper and you are handsome."
"Haha." Zhao Lingjun couldn't help laughing twice. After the laugh, Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but kissed Meng Xue's ruddy little mouth.
"Well~~~What are you going to do?" Meng Xue said while panting.
Meng Xue had always kissed Jun Zhao on the initiative. At this time, Jun Zhao Ling suddenly kissed Meng Xue. Meng Xue felt her body heat up all at once.
"What am I doing?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Meng Xue's beautiful and moving face and suddenly smiled.
Before Meng Xue could react, she heard a sound of tearing clothes, and then Meng Xue only felt cold. When Meng Xue reacted, Meng Xue found out that she was already unwieldy and her perfect body was completely exposed to the air.
"Ah~~" Meng Xue was so ashamed that she couldn't help but put her hands around her chest. But even so, most of Meng Xue's **** and touching private parts were all exposed to Zhao Lingjun.
"I want you to be my real woman." Zhao Lingjun looked at the shy and shy Meng Xue, and dropped the shirt that had been broken in his hand.
When Meng Xue heard Zhao Lingjun's words, her whole body seemed to soften. I couldn't help but let out a weak groan in my heart, and fell into Zhao Lingjun's arms.
Zhao Lingjun hugged Meng Xue horizontally with only one hand.
When I walked into my bedroom while holding Meng Xue, Zhao Lingjun's kiss had already fallen on every part of Meng Xue like rain.
When Zhao Lingjun gently put Meng Xue on the bed, Meng Xue already felt that her heart was beating fast, as if she was about to faint at any time. But when he saw Zhao Lingjun tearing all of his clothes and walking towards him, Meng Xue closed his eyes shyly.
"Be lighter, I am afraid of the pain." When closing her eyes, Meng Xue squeezed these words out of her throat with a groaning voice.
Meng Xue did not hear Zhao Lingjun's answer. But Meng Xue felt that Zhao Lingjun was gently pressing on her body, gently kissing her lips ~ IndoMTL.com ~ her earlobes, her neck, and her proud chest.
Then Meng Xue felt Zhao Lingjun gently separate her legs. "Ah~~" Meng Xue let out a happy groan from her heart.
But just as Meng Xue was about to use her warmth to contain Zhao Lingjun tightly, Meng Xue suddenly found that Zhao Lingjun had stopped all actions.
"What's the matter?" Meng Xue opened her blurred eyes.
But Zhao Lingjun still didn't make any sound.
Zhao Lingjun lies quietly on Meng Xue's immaculate body, and the two bodies are tightly entangled together, forming a most alluring picture.
But Zhao Lingjun seemed to fall asleep.
When I felt the rumorous heartbeat from Zhao Lingjun's chest, Meng Xue's tears filled her eyes.
"How can this happen? Didn't Xiaobai stay unconscious until today? Can't I be your real woman after all?" Meng Xue hugged the motionless Zhao Lingjun tightly, letting her tears run wildly Flowing on his perfect chest.