Chapter 1982

Qian Yikun holds Murphy's hand and just pulls him into his arms.

"Ding Dong - Ding Dong - Ding Dong"

Qian Yikun stretched out his hand and walked out directly.

Did you pull Qian Yikun's pajamas and almost lose to him.

Qian Yikun saw the people outside from the cat's eye. They were property owners.

So he didn't think much and opened the door.

"Well, Mr. Qian, the owner downstairs complains that your voice is too loud." Small property red face said, he saw Mr. Qian with a beautiful woman came in today.

And it's clearly said that it's above the bedroom.

What's more, Qian Yikun's bathrobe has just been ripped apart. It's really beautiful——

"Please take it easy, or we won't be able to explain." Well behaved, the sound insulation here is good. As a result, it has been complained. The physical strength of being a policeman is good.

Qian Yikun

"OK, sorry, we'll pay attention." Qian Yikun said, slamming the door shut.

Don't you stand in the bedroom door and look at this side, "what's the matter?"

Qian Yikun looked back at a cool Murphy, turned directly in the past, and then knocked the wall on the door, "downstairs we dislike the movement is too big." He said, scratching Murphy's cheek.

Could it be that

Could it be that I blinked and didn't understand.

Qian Yikun whispered something in her ear.

Could it be that when Qian Yikun raised his foot and wanted to kick Qian Yikun, he directly grasped his calf and said, "it's you who are going to cry." He said, directly forced Murphy's leg in his waist, the other hand directly pinched her waist to hold people up.

"Is that a single dog downstairs? There are so many things. " Could you put your arms around Qian Yikun's neck and sneer.

Is it a fight?

If there's so much noise, aren't you afraid to crash it?

Qian Yikun closed the door of the bedroom, took Murphy to the bedside, and put the person on the bed directly. "Why don't we sit down to his complaint."

When Qian Yikun was about to press her on the bed, she pushed her legs around his waist and turned the person over on the bed. She sat directly on Qian Yikun's body.

Could it be that he bowed his head, reached out and fell on his chest, "scholar, I've been king, and from now on, I'll take you to eat and drink spicy food, OK?"

Qian Yikun

Is the playwright possessed?

"Cong, Cong, Cong -" Qian Yikun lay down and said, "you can eat me now.".

Murphy looked at his reaction with satisfaction and then bent down to kiss his lips.

Qian Yikun put his hand on the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

In the second half, it became Qian Yikun's special show. Qian Yikun whispered in his ear and said, "Feifei, let's get married."

Don't you really listen to him, legs out of his waist, this time slow for a long time to slowly slow back to God, and the man is still lying on her body.

"What did you just say?" Could it be that she didn't stop yelling too loud just now, or that she was calling downstairs on purpose.

Well, if you have a grudge, you'll get revenge, especially if you wronged her.

Qian Yikun rubbed in her ear and whispered: "get married, let's get married."

He wanted to marry Murphy, more than ever.