Chapter 989 Yacht 29
With a bath towel wrapped around his waist, Yang Zhao leaned next to Ling Qingyu who was lying on the bed and texting, watching her send the text message, and smiled: "What, do you want to be a matchmaker?"
Ling Qingyu clicked on Luo Meiyan's share in the circle of friends on her mobile phone. The link was to the world's top ten romantic travel destinations. Luo Meiyan wrote on it, "Lonely Valentine's Day, lonely Mid-Autumn Festival, when can I go to these places!" Damn Ling Qingyu, I hate you!
Yang Zhao smiled unconsciously, these best friends of hers were very interesting. While shouldering the responsibilities that she had left behind, they also complained, complained, acted coquettishly and acted cutely.
"I think Cheng Cheng is a very good person," Ling Qingyu leaned against him and continued to browse the WeChat Moments Weibo QQ and said: "He has a cheerful and straightforward personality, good character, um, he is also very good-looking and very good-looking. Manly."
Yang Zhao unconsciously raised his eyebrows, put his arm around her waist, and said, "Do you like him?"
"I like all your friends, but..." Looking back at Yang Zhao, Ling Qingyu smiled mischievously and said, "My interest in him is that, don't you think he is very suitable for Yan Zi? Look, Yanzi is a cautious and upright person. Cheng Cheng, he makes jokes without any interruption. Yanzi behaves carelessly, but Cheng Cheng pays great attention to details. He actually asked for all the gifts that we didn’t expect, and even He asked for more, and he was worthy of Yanzi's height. The most important thing was that Yanzi would definitely understand the kind of work Cheng Cheng was doing! She liked this kind of masculine, responsible, and adventurous kind. A spiritual man.”
Yang Zhao's brows were raised higher, so researched? Observe so carefully? Did you even notice when he went to ask for a gift? By the way, Cheng Cheng is indeed not bad looking...
Turning over and pressing Yang Zhao under him, Ling Qingyu chuckled, pressed his fingers on his slightly pursed lips, and said, "Well, is Zhao jealous?"
A trace of blush appeared on Yang Zhao's cheeks, he opened his mouth, licked the palm of her hand with his tongue, and looked at her with flowing eyes.
"Sha Zhao, I already have such an excellent and lovely Zhao, so why would I go..." After a pause, Ling Qingyu laughed twice, coughed and said, "I only pay attention to Cheng Cheng because he is your friend. , you see, isn’t there a rule in the code of husband and wife? Treat your husband’s brothers with tolerance and understanding. Well, I just took a look at it and helped review it. I just want to know what you are doing here. Friends, will I lead you astray? By the way, let me help Yanzi take a look... Ah! Zhao! I really have no other meaning, I love you more than I can love!"
Seeing her change from sarcastic to anxious, and finally giving a rogue explanation, the curve of Yang Zhao's lips also changed from aggrieved to a chuckle. He lowered her head and blocked her two sexy rosy lips with his lips. Lips, said: "Well, I know..."
His kiss was extremely gentle, lingering and pathos, kissing her lips little by little, and a soft sigh-like sound escaped from the corner of his mouth.
I love you……
Ling Qingyu's heart was beating like a drum. He raised his head, threw the phone aside, put his hands on his ears, raised the corners of his mouth in an evil arc, and said: "Well, tell me honestly, have you missed me? Are you jealous?" "
Yang Zhao picked up one of her hands and put it on his chest, rubbing the ring on his vagina with some force. He looked at her with a smile as if his eyes were misty, and said softly: " If you ask it, it will miss you so much that it will almost break..."
In the past, he nodded lightly with a blush, but he had never spoken so frankly as now. Ling Qingyu felt a pain in his heart and then felt warm. With tenderness and piety, he lowered his head and kissed the girl who was bright red when he pressed his hand and rubbed it hard. of dogwood.
"Ah...Qingyu..." Yang Zhao raised his head unconsciously and let out a long moan.
"Zhao," Ling Qingyu said while nibbling on the delicious purple buds, "Let's get up early tomorrow and go for a walk on the beach."
"Okay..." Yang Zhao's voice was sexy and hoarse, and his body was trembling slightly because of her kiss. He hugged her waist and couldn't help shouting softly: "Qingyu... Qingyu... "
Letting go of the already erect purple fruit, Ling Qingyu took off the bath towel around his waist and gently wrapped the already hard red gun. She looked at the shyness on his face and the blush that spread to the roots of his ears. , smiled lovingly and pitifully and asked: "Zhao, do you want it~ eh?"
As he spoke, his eyes looked at the backpack he had been carrying since Semporna.
Yang Zhao's face turned redder and he said softly: "That's, that's what I look at...want to..."
After getting off the bed and taking the backpack, Ling Qingyu raised his eyebrows and pressed his hand on the zipper with a teasing smile. His eyes were so lewd that Yang Zhao turned his head slightly and turned his neck, which was as red as a tomato, towards her. His legs were bent and spread wide, and a red spear shot straight into the sky between his legs.
Ling Qingyu's nosebleed almost spurted out when he saw it. With an evil smile on his lips, he reached over and gently scratched the top of the red gun with his fingertips, and unzipped the backpack with one hand.
There were several pieces of clothing on the backpack. Ling Qingyu's brows twitched unconsciously. He took out the clothes and saw that they were serious shirts and thought to himself, isn't that what he thought? Thinking about something in his mind, the fingertips became a little heavier... Yang Zhao's body suddenly straightened up and he let out a long and charming sound: "Ah... Qingyu..."
Looking back at him with a smile, looking at his arousing love that even made his body blush, Ling Qingyu took out the things from the bottom of the bag and said with a smile: "I thought you bought some fun toys, just clothes. ah?"
Her fingernails were trimmed cleanly, and the flesh on her round fingers had a little bit of the hardness of nails. She scraped and pressed, causing waves of trembling pleasure to flow out of the most sensitive part of the tip. It ran along the back and spread all over the body, making him moan softly and gasp. He turned his head to look at her. In his eyes, there was a clear water with sparkling tenderness and sweetness. Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment and tried to hide it. He picked up the things in his hands and said: "Well, since my Zhao likes it, then I will definitely satisfy you, just use this!"
A hint of shyness flashed across Yang Zhao's face, and he nodded slowly, saying: "Okay..." As he said that, he took a pillow and put it under his waist, raised his buttocks, and exposed everything in front of her. The fresh and delicate red hole was already opening and closing involuntarily.
Ling Qingyu was stunned, stiffened his neck and turned his head to the thing in his hand...
It was a special backyard bead stick made up of huge beads with wires attached to it that could vibrate.
With an ouch, Ling Qingyu pounced forward...
He didn't even notice that his cell phone was vibrating next to him. Soon, the poor cell phone was shaken off the bed with greater force.