Qi Bufan also invited Qiao Jiusheng to have a cup of coffee. When he handed the coffee to Qiao Jiusheng, Qi Bufan said gratefully to her, "madam, when you go shopping, take me with you. I'll drive for you." Maybe my husband will buy something for me once he is happy.

Qiao Jiusheng saw through Qi Bufan's careful thinking and only thought it funny.

When he returned to the hotel in the evening, Qiao Jiusheng took off his high-heeled shoes and collapsed on the sofa, looking tired“ My feet are so sour. I really want to go to the massage shop and find someone to press them. "

As soon as the voice fell, she saw Fang Yusheng reach out his hand and touch it slowly down her thigh.

After touching her feet, Fang Yusheng got up from the sofa and sat down on the carpet in front of the sofa, holding her ankle in one hand and massaging the soles of her feet with the other.

Qiao Jiusheng was surprised and forgot his words.

His hands, slender and good-looking, were designed with a pen holder. At the moment, he was doing foot massage for her. Man's knee, kneeling, kneeling parents, what qualifications does she have?

Such a thing, love for six years, Fang Mu has never done for her.

A strange mood, gently slide over Qiao Jiusheng's heart.

Qiao Jiusheng doesn't admit that it's a heartbeat.

I dare not admit it.

"People in massage shops don't press as well as I do." Fang Yusheng is like a salesman, boasting.

Qiao Jiusheng couldn't hear what he said, so he just nodded his head.

Fang Yusheng naturally can't see her action.

He carefully felt the hands under his feet. They felt delicate and smooth without peeling. What's the taste of washing and kissing such feet?

If Qiao Jiusheng knew what Fang Yusheng was thinking at the moment, he would roll his eyes.

"I'm going to the international jewelry show tomorrow. Are you going?" Qiao Jiusheng said suddenly.

The pleasure on Fang Yusheng's face suddenly became dim.

He raised his head suddenly.

He couldn't see and even closed his eyes, but Qiao Jiusheng felt that he should be looking at himself.

Qiao Jiusheng's heart suddenly became uneasy.

"You're not happy?" Ming Ming was still in good condition just now.

Fang Yusheng asked, "are you here to attend the jewelry exhibition?"

I don't know what it's like in my heart.

Fang Yusheng felt that his pride and excitement these two days were all a joke.

She didn't come to see me at all.

Look, I'm just passing by.

My heart is stuffy.

Qiao Jiusheng stares at Fang Yusheng's injured face. His self mocking smile makes her feel bad.

By rights, she should have admitted it.

But when the words came to my lips, it turned into, "if that's the case, I should be here today."

Yeah, if it's just for the jewelry show, why should she be in time for Christmas?

If Fang Yusheng's eyes can see, if he's open at the moment, Qiao Jiusheng will be able to see. The two dead ashes in his eyes have rekindled the flames. Clusters, full of vitality, the wind can not be extinguished.

The man sitting on his knees suddenly stood up.

Qiao Jiusheng looks up at him.

But Fang Yusheng suddenly bent down again. His hand just grasped Qiao Jiusheng's shoulder, and his head also leaned over. When his lips were snatched, Qiao Jiusheng was forced to open his teeth under the attack of Fang Yusheng. He's really a natural kisser. Qiao Jiusheng can't bear the deep kisses that go deep into his throat.

Her heart beat so fast that she even fell down in amazement.

The person on the body embraces her waist, follow to fall.

When Qiao Jiusheng is pressed on the sofa, Fang Yusheng kisses him.

The heart beat like a drum, violent and surging, as if to jump out of the body.

At this time, she heard Fang Yusheng whisper in his ear, "ah Sheng, how can I not love you when you are like this?"