Almighty heartthrob she's wild and sassy

Rapper also needs a strong empathy ability, otherwise the lyrics written will be very blunt. There is a big difference between making songs by yourself and singing other people's works.

"Hey, don't discuss dreams with me..." A deep and hoarse voice came from the microphone.

Outside the door, the guards not only showed no sign of drowsiness, but were even more energetic. Several people looked at each other with the same emotion written in their eyes.

That is, maybe the physiological structure is different from person to person?

Maybe when God created man, he gave all the excitement factors to Young Master Feng?

Now the time is pointing at three o'clock in the morning, but Feng Yuting in the house is still not sleepy, and the longer he gets, the happier he is, staying up late into the night is the king of self-satisfaction.

......

After making arrangements for a certain comrade, Bei Mingyu seemed to have forgotten the existence of this person, and fell asleep with Cheng Jialan in his arms, and woke up in the morning, in a good state of mind.

Putting the watch on his wrist, Bei Mingyu opened the drawer according to the gold master's instructions.

"Wow--" All the drawers on the entire floor were men's ties, which were specially designed by Cheng Jialan, and the ties inside were also handpicked by Cheng Jialan.

It took a long time, but the most rare thing is the heart.

Looking at the rows of ties in the drawer, Bei Minglu's fingers pinching the buttons stopped instantly. His palms were well-defined, but could hardly conceal the vigor and determination.

The finger is like a sharp arrow, straight and slender, but full of violent beauty.

When he clenched his fist slightly, the protruding veins and joints on the back of his hand were full of arrogance.

One hand can pinch a person's larynx, soothe people's hearts, and give advice on women to indulge their desires.

"You started preparing very early?" Bei Minghao's voice was calm.

After speaking, the man slowly raised his eyes, and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt by the way. The muscles under the collarbone are the source of a woman's madness, but only Cheng Jialan has witnessed his true face.

"Well, tell me, do you like it?" Cheng Jialan was wearing a burgundy satin nightgown, which was Beiming's favorite style.

The silk fabric is matched with lace of the same color, which is not as dazzling as bright red, but it neutralizes the most exciting red and the deepest dark color.

Brilliant red and dark colors, bright and deep, not only contains the charm that belongs to women, but also has the stability and atmosphere that can attract men's attention.

"I like it." Hearing the sound, Bei Mingyu responded without any hesitation, with a serious tone.

On the opposite side, Cheng Jialan, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, smiled and knew that he would like it. How could the joy in his eyes be faked?

"Which one do you like, take it out and I'll bring it to you." Cheng Jialan fiddled with the broken hair beside her ear, her tone soft.

"You choose." Bei Mingluo just stood upright in front of the woman, his tone like a loyal dog made Cheng Jialan laugh dumbfounded.

One minute later, Cheng Jialan took out a silver-gray dark pattern tie.

"Look down."

Obediently bowing his head, he buried his head in the woman's neck, Bei Mingluo was breathing heavily, sniffing the cold fragrance, his face was intoxicated.

Passing the tie under the collar and coming to the front, Cheng Jialan looked focused, his pale fingers never touched spring water, and even the chance to cook was rare, and the only few times were all given to Beiming .

The half-Windsor knot is free and easy and romantic, casual and uninhibited. For men, it is more like an eagle galloping in the endless dusky desert, soaring wantonly and unrestrained.

But he is willing to stop on the journey of self-indulgence, just for Yipinling's intoxicating tenderness.

"Okay." Cheng Jialan admired her own work, the satisfaction in her beautiful eyes burst out instantly, and Bei Mingluo embraced her in her arms.

"Boom." He kissed the woman's ear softly and said softly:

"You don't know how much I like it."

The voice was in his ears, but Cheng Jialan raised his eyebrows, his arms passed through the man's side and caressed the man's back. He was not as peaceful and non-aggressive as Mr. Wen Run, on the contrary, he was as greedy as a wolf and a tiger without desire. It is in line with Beiming's style.

People are greedy for money, but he is only greedy for this woman, Cheng Jialan.

"I like it if I like it, what are you messing around with?" Cheng Jialan laughed and cursed, her palm fell heavily, but the strength was suddenly removed at the last moment.

Obviously reluctant.

......

Before leaving, Cheng Jialan seemed to hear the ringing of her mobile phone, she looked at Beiming, but the man said directly: "Let's go."

Cheng Jialan twitched her brows, but she didn't pay attention, probably because she heard it wrong.

However, the fact is that Cheng Jialan not only did not mishear, on the contrary, he was very correct!

"Doo-doo--"

Looking at the black screen of the mobile phone, Feng Yuting's face sank like water, why don't Bei Minglu tell him that after putting him in such a place where no shit, then leave him alone? ?

Is there something wrong with you?

"Young Master Feng, what do you need?" The person outside the door coughed lightly.

"No." Feng Yuting's voice was cold, staring straight at the people in front of him, he looked like a life-threatening ghost. Last night, he was high all night, but he didn't completely enjoy it. he.

As a result, at around eight o'clock this morning, he called the other party, ready to make a serious complaint, but he didn't even get through the phone? ?

"Then you are..." The guard outside the door stared at the paper in Feng Yuting's hand, with a suspicious tone.

"Constipation, do you want to go on a date together?"

Everyone: "...No, you can enjoy it yourself."

*

At the same time, in the same area, Comrade Dong Yimeng is trying to find a way to complain, God, who the hell is disturbing the people by not sleeping all night?

Originally, this piece of land was a remote homestay, which was built by Bei Mingyu on a temporary basis. It is extremely concealed, and if there is no accident, no one else will come in.

that is......

When an accident comes, God damn can't stop it.

Last night, Dong Yimeng, who told her cousin that she had rested at a friend's house, got lost?Fortunately, there is a kiosk with complete equipment, and her mobile phone is dead, so she is going to borrow a phone to ask her cousin for help, but...

Before he could take a step, Dong Yimeng fell asleep first.

The small pavilion is located diagonally behind Feng Yuting's homestay, not too close to a certain Feng's room. Dong Yimeng's body is small and her steps are light, no matter how hard everyone thinks about it, they don't realize that there is another person behind here!

Ever since, Dong Yimeng, who was not disturbed at first, was about to enter a deep sleep. Unexpectedly, the suspected battle sound in front of him became louder and louder, but it seemed that there was only one person's voice.

At that time, the sky was already slightly bright, and Dong Yimeng also had a big heart, thinking of complaining after returning home.

Nine o'clock in the morning, General Administration.

"Dong team, a call came from home, saying that your cousin didn't come home at all."

"Go back for me, she went to a friend's house."

"No, your cousin's friend called your house and said that your cousin didn't go to her house at all."

Dong Heming: "!!!"

"Fuck! Search the whole city first." Dong Heming was in a hurry, Dong Yimeng must have lost his way!

"Ring bell bell."

"Hello, this is the General Administration."

"Cousin! I want to complain, there are people disturbing the people here, uh..." Dong Yimeng complained through the microphone, but her mouth and nose were quickly covered.

Immediately snatching the phone back into his hand, Dong Heming felt anxious in his heart, damn it, is it killing people in broad daylight?Is the General Administration dead?

Unexpectedly, before Dong Heming could speak, that leisurely voice came:

"I said, trespassing into a private house is a crime, so why complain? You don't speak up for justice here, right?" Feng Yuting's uncle's voice was extremely frightening, and Dong Yimeng was almost frightened by him to tears and snot.

"I'll throw you safely at the intersection, it's nothing serious..." Feng Yuting's voice was laziness, Dong Heming heaved a sigh of relief, and Dong Yimeng obviously bumped into him by accident.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

After hanging up the phone, Dong Heming received the address. The location was very remote, but there was some traffic. The person kindly gave Dong Yimeng a mobile phone, but it was useless except for making calls.

It was a long way from the General Administration, but Cheng's was closer. Thinking about it, Dong Heming called Cheng Jialan.

"It's easy to say, the person will be delivered to you in 10 minutes." Cheng Jialan said while looking at his watch.

"Snapped."

"Go and pick him up." Cheng Jialan tossed the car keys to Fu Ling. Fu Ling has been at Cheng's for the past few days, always on call, but today she relieved her urgent need.

"The address has been sent to you, go and return quickly."

"Yes, boss."

In just 15 minutes, Fuling raced all the way and arrived at the designated place, and then saw a girl eating octopus balls at the intersection, she was so good-looking, she looked like a doll, but...

This heart is too big!

Almost got kidnapped, still in the mood to eat octopus balls?

"Come with me, little girl." Fu Ling was like an abducted old lady. Dong Yi dreamed of it, and quickly swallowed the small balls in her mouth, and then, Sa Yazi just ran away.

It's just that short legs don't have any chance of winning.

"People sent by Team Dong." Fu Ling kindly explained.

"Who is Captain Dong? I don't know him!" Dong Yimeng's IQ is now on the line, and someone tried to lie to her just now, so she was cheated back?Otherwise, where did she get the money to eat?

"clatter."

Playing the recording of Dong Heming's phone call to Cheng Jialan for her, Dong Yimeng's cheeks flushed, it was undoubtedly his cousin's voice.

"Hey, good sister, sorry sorry."

"Let's go." Fu Ling was speechless, picked up Dong Yimeng and left, and drove all the way to the General Administration. Devil head!

"Hey, Captain Dong, don't come here without any problems." Fu Ling bared her big white teeth, which made Dong Heming's heart tremble three times in shock.

"Hehe, thank you." Xiao Dong forced a smile on his face, and the signs of being forced to open business were particularly obvious.