Almighty heartthrob she's wild and sassy

"It should have been delivered half a month ago, not too long ago." Bei Mingyu continued to add while kneading the woman's little hand.

As the voice fell, Cheng Jialan's drowsiness didn't increase, it was evident that she was in high spirits, and Bei Mingli felt the ready-to-movement breath thoroughly, and she didn't even need to look at her to know that this little thing was about to start digging a hole again.

"How do you want to do it?"

"How many top-level collections can the Wen family get? I want to know the specific range of the quantity." Cheng Jialan was not polite at all, and then directed Bei Mingyu to rub her legs.

"The old lady of the Wen family has been around for so many times that I can't count. As for now..."

The voice gradually faded away, Cheng Jialan couldn't help laughing, the shoes, socks and jacket on her body were all taken off by Bei Minglu, leaving only a skirt to wear inside, which looked very cool.

The calf was still in the man's hands, and Cheng Jialan wanted to pull it back, but unexpectedly, Bei Minghao, who had already expected her next step, tightened his strength directly.

She was not upset if the action failed.

Struggling to get up and grab the collar of the man's shirt with great force, the smiles in Bei Mingyu's eyes flooded instantly.

Following Cheng Jialan's domineering movements and leaning forward, Bei Mingyu turned his head in a good mood, showing the corner of his smiling lips in front of Cheng Jialan's eyes.

He wanted to ask for a kiss, but he didn't say it clearly. He had to use coercion and inducement to achieve his goal. It was extremely boring.

The temperature in the lounge is quite high, taking care of Cheng Jialan's fear of the cold, Bei Minghao will adjust the indoor temperature to 26 or 7 degrees, seeing Cheng Jialan's comfortable expression, Bei Minghao raised his eyebrows secretly.

Five minutes later, a kiss successfully turned into a precursor to the rapid surge of emotion in his heart. The lipstick mark on Bei Mingyu's lips was extremely dazzling, and the length was also very objective.

A red mark extends from the corner of the lip to the bottom of the chin, and the mark is from deep to light.

The lightest and superficial part extends in the direction, pointing directly to the hairy heart, and Bei Mingfei's chest hair grows densely.

The wildness emanating from the inside will always become the entanglement of love threads, detonating the fuse of the desire of both parties.

On the opposite side, Cheng Jialan looked at the panting man with a pair of winking eyes, and she was charming and charming. Cheng Jialan's lips were also not clean, and the raspberry-colored lipstick became entangled with each other under the entanglement of the lip guns. shallow.

The glamorous charm exuded in the red pink color not only suits Cheng Jialan perfectly, but also unexpectedly matches Bei Mingyu. Is this probably the rumored macho fan?

"Crack." Cheng Jialan bent his fingers and slightly clasped Beiming's chin, then pulled it hard.

"Grandpa, this color suits you quite well."

"You like it very much?" His voice was deep, adding to the hoarseness.

A few years ago, in the imperial capital, Beiming Hao was the master who was hated by everyone and everyone hated him. Facing all kinds of murderous eyes, our Lord Hao still sat upright.

Even if the enemy on the opposite side is going to be so angry that he detonates a bomb to kill everyone in the audience, his indifference is still consistent, and he can even continue to stimulate the enemy.

Otherwise, Wen Tingyun's faceless character would not be forced to kneel down in business.

The most important thing is where the rank is, even if he is unwilling to accept it, he still can only silently accept the fact that his soul is frantically whipped by this master.

But the premise of practicing this ability is that you need a strong and impeccable heart, and what Cheng Jialan said earlier...

A thick skin.

A certain master actually refused the hunk fans at first.

It's just that Cheng Jialan didn't expect it at all, and now this guy just let himself go, the raspberry color on her lips today was actually custom-made by Bei Mingyu specially asked for by a makeup artist.

Even the body of the lipstick suits the preferences of the two of them.

That's right, it's not just Cheng Jialan, but the common preference of both of them. Cheng Jialan loves the metal pipe body, while Bei Mingfei likes to look at all objects engraved with Cheng Jialan's mark.

So an out-of-print lipstick with an exclusive color customization team, and invited famous craftsmen from the imperial capital to engrave the couple's name, broke ground.

In addition, a certain master's generosity is always beyond human imagination. Only this time, he ordered 521 kinds of colors to be customized. The raspberry color painted today is just the tip of the iceberg.

Zhenggonghong alone has twenty colors, Cheng Jialan swears, he has never seen so many colors that are exactly the same in his life!

Moreover, the names of the two people are engraved on the body of each lipstick, and the names of the couple are also engraved on the inner top of the metal cover, which is also a bilingual version.

Right now, Bei Mingyu directly liberates his nature, and seems to be quite satisfied with this raspberry color, Cheng Jialan feels that he has vaguely seen it, and the moment she said that this color suits him, this guy seems very surprised? ?

"Yeah." Cheng Jialan raised a smile and responded generously, making no secret of her small thoughts of liking to see people's jokes.

Hearing this, Bei Mingyu nodded and accepted it frankly.

It turned out that his original intention was to give Cheng Jialan a cold steel knife engraved with their names. Cheng Jialan loves knives, and so does he.

However, after Feng Yuting got drunk one day, he called his phone, and then started to think about it.

Among the content is how to please women, so the idea of ​​giving a complete set of lipsticks is actually inspired by Feng Yuting, who has been single for hundreds of millions of years.

Feng Yuting: "Hundreds of millions of years? Isn't that billions??"

However, the actual content was slightly beautified by Bei Mingyu, and Feng Yuting's original words were—

The young master teaches you how to flatter a middle-aged aunt.

The middle-aged aunt naturally refers to the group of elderly and elegant women in the Feng family.

And as the group favorite in the old aunt's heart, Feng Yuting's flattering skills are naturally awesome.

Surviving in the cracks for many years, Feng Yuting has developed a good ability to please middle-aged girls, but when he is drunk, he doesn't have a doorman, so it's all cheap to Beiming.

"I took advantage, should I pay the bill now?" Cheng Jialan asked.

"With Wen Tingyun's energy now, the number of top-level objects in his hands will not exceed ten per year, but these ten are the top-ranking collections in the imperial capital's collection circle. They are used to win or curry favor, and the price-performance ratio is too low." Bei Minghao smiled deeply. He said, grabbing the woman's little feet that had been moved to the inside of his shirt.

After saying that, Cheng Jialan raised an eyebrow.

"I heard that Chu Sifan seems to have acquired a new collection recently. It is said that it is invaluable and it is a masterpiece." Cheng Jialan snorted lightly.

It is absolutely impossible for the things sent out from Wen Tingyun's hands to be defective.

But Wen Tingyun would not be willing to give away the real good things to Chu Sifan now.

After all, he wanted to do what he liked, but he was not sure whether Chu Sifan intended to help the Wen family.

For a matter that has not yet been settled, it costs a lot of money to operate, which itself is a business with extremely high odds.

Furthermore, Wen Tingyun didn't want to win over Chu Sifan with his truly beloved collection, there should be a reason why Wen's capital chain was broken.

In short, Wen's ran out of money.

As for those priceless treasures in the collection, if Wen's life is hanging by a thread, Wen Tingyun can still bear the pain to part with them, and use them in exchange for Wen's peace for a while.

Just looking at Chu Sifan's attitude of not putting it down, it is enough to see that Wen Tingyun's mouth can really turn stones into gold,

It is not a secret that Chu Sifan has acquired a new collection, Cheng Jialan knows it, and Lan Fuchuan knows it too.

But the specific object is a beaded string, so they don't know about it, and the news from Bei Mingyu came very timely.

a long time--

"Go to bed now, let's talk about the lipstick number at night."

"I promise you to have fun." Bei Mingyu laid Cheng Jialan's body flat, covered her eyes with his palms, his voice was too low, which accidentally aggravated the wanton and charming smell in the air.

It sounds very serious, and there is no room for profanity.

The voice penetrated into the ears, Cheng Jialan smiled and wrapped her arms around the back of the man's neck, Bei Mingyu fell on the bed, Cheng Jialan leaned on the man's chest and closed her eyes.

......

At the same time, the Chu family.

"Husband, madam, I may not be ready yet." The servant who was threatened by Charlene before said tremblingly at this moment.

Standing naked in front of Charlene, without dignity, as if she were nothing more than a plaything for her master's amusement.

"Your eyes are extremely beautiful. Wouldn't it be a pity to waste them like this?" Charlene directly ignored the fear in the other party's words, pinched her eyebrow pencil, and observed the servant's eyebrows.

"Listen, it is said that Charlie IX and his wife are very affectionate, but due to the nature of their work, they have been separated for a long time, so this is an excellent opportunity. If it happens, I will help you to be the legal wife of Charlie IX .” Charlene’s tone was calm.

"This is the only way for you to become a phoenix, remember to grasp it well."

"Da." Charlene put down the eyebrow pencil and stopped looking at the other party, as if she was sure that she would agree.

The servant turned around and looked at the dressing table with a twinkle in his eyes. There were five large storage cabinets for moisturizing cream alone.

The edge of the storage cabinet is inlaid with blue diamonds. The value of a blue diamond is equal to the price of a can of sky-high face cream. This kind of extravagant life is extremely wasteful, but...

Which woman would not yearn for it?