Chapter 391： Balcony spring Yang Meizhen

Meng Xinru crosses the dragon's style and can't help but swear: "How come you are not finished, people have no strength, and you are too long."

The big boy pressed the beautiful woman under his body, crazy, and the dragon was rampant in the same way as the electric drill. Only Meng Xinru called again and again, and the relatives shouted out.

Lin Tianlong suddenly remembered the oath that had been issued before, and suddenly set the dragon out. The beautiful woman was fluttering, and suddenly she was emptied, and her ankle was screaming and shouting. Don’t take it out, then insert a few more. what. The big boy squatted in the ear of the woman and smiled. "Well, screaming relatives, I will let you cool."

The woman wanted to burn in the fire at this time, and she couldn’t care much. She only hoped that the dragon would come back quickly and open her mouth and shouted: "Good people, my relatives, fast me, it’s hard to die."

Lin Tianlong was satisfied, the dragon was inserted in the whole root, and after a few hundred, Meng Xinru quickly turned his eyes and vented it once, only to get wet and warm.

After a while, the beautiful woman was still in the soul, and the big boy was tired for a while. The big boy had to call her often, and he was very reluctant to leave.

Even the second wife, Lin Tianlong, was refreshed and began to consider the future development of the Chinese media group. She thought about the development strategy and sounded the knocking of the door. Yang Meizhen came.

Yang Meizhen walked into the office and said: "Lin Shao, just thank you for giving me face, giving Mr. Zhu a face, and Yang Lan wants to talk to you. I believe that if Yang Lan can help you, I can definitely be the future of our Chinese media group. Development is very beneficial!"

"Mr. Auntie, I have to give your face!"

Lin Tianlong puts his hand in his hand. "Since you think so, I believe in your eyesight. Just, Aunt Jane, how pale is your face?"

Yang Meizhen’s face was red, and she said nothing, and she ran away. Lin Tianlong thought about what happened to her? Naturally, I don’t know that Yang Meizhen has eavesdropped on the good things of him and Meng Xinru. Now he is still numb!

Lin Tianlong just got out, the mobile phone music sounded, the phone was connected, and the sound was pleasant.

"Dragon?"

The voice of Huang Rongrong.

"Da Mom! You know it? Yang Lan wants to talk to me about cooperation!"

"I know, Yang Lan told me about it."

"Daddy, what is your opinion?"

Huang Rongrong said with a beautiful voice: "Go, she will help your career! Yes, I asked Yang Lan to give me something, and you will take it with me!"

Hanging up the phone, she looked at the scenery of Yandu Mountain outside the balcony. After seeing Tianlong’s contact and understanding these days, she knew that her son had a deep Oedipus complex and mature beauty like Yang Lan. Women are very sensational, and Wu Zhengming is too obese, his heart is not good, his body is strong outside, and he has been busy with his career in these years. He is increasingly unable to meet the needs of Yang Lan. Yang Lan is in the age of wolf-like, and Huang Rongrong feels. What will happen next, but she will not stop, nor can she stop, let alone know that her own son has no secret crush on himself, and why is she not a potential desire?

Yang Meizhen entered the room and closed the door, and she took a long breath. After the charity banquet ran before the run, it was also a little tired. What's more important was that I just peeked at the scorpion Meng Xinru's Spring Palace drama in Tianlong. I was always worried about the temptation of the horse, and I was afraid that the romantic boss would seduce himself, but he would not hessed to do so. It was an intractable itch during a midnight dream. Now Meng Xinru is gone. Tianlong is invited to see Yang Lan. It will be nothing. I can’t help but feel a little lost. I think that Meng Xinru has gotten so fast, and I have known for a long time that Tianlong is interesting to myself and has also experienced Shangri-La test. The section of the clothes room was fragrant and stimulating, but it was a big early morning to catch a late episode, and the heart couldn’t tell the taste. The beautiful woman took the hoe, took off her clothes, and went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, the irritated heart calmed down slightly. Standing on the balcony and looking at the scenery of Yandu Mountain, I felt a lot of heart and soul.

At this time, think of knocking on the door.

"Who?"

"I!"

Tianlong’s voice, Yang Meizhen opened the door in two steps and it was actually Lin Tianlong standing outside.

Yang Meizhen almost threw herself into the arms of the big boy. However, reason still temporarily defeated the impulse. She asked strangely: "Dragon, have you not seen Yang Lan?"

"Do you think that I will go to see Yang Lan immediately? Since she wants to talk to me about cooperation, I can't be eager to find it!"

Lin Tianlong laughed. "The main thing is that I don't fight the unsure, I don't want to be unprepared, so I have to come to Meizhen Aunt to ask you!"

Yang Meizhen is very happy, but she is quiet, even a little bit smirked: "Is my opinion so important?"

Turning around and walking back to the balcony, I continued to look at the scenery of Yandu Mountain. However, at this moment, the mood at this moment is just a far cry from the moment. The beautiful scenery is full of absent-mindedness, and the heart is mad and cannot be self-made.

"Of course!"

Lin Tianlong closed the door and followed Yang Meizhen on the balcony and smiled. "I know that Aunt Jane will give me the most important opinions, isn't it?"

The ancients said that the spring garden could not be closed, and the woman like Yang Meizhen’s tiger wolf had a spring heart, and ten horses could not be pulled. Besides, the big boy had been wet kissing in the Chinese media group elevator, and later Shangri-La's fitting room, since then, is a night-time dreamer, and her husband Luo Benchu ​​and her daughter have long been forgotten.

In the distance, there are white fog on the lakeside of the moonlight lake, surrounded by the Qingshan Temple in the distance and in the distance. It is really like being in a fairyland. Lin Tianlong and Yang Meizhen rely on the railings of the balcony to let the breeze face, and Yang Meizhen seems to have a heart and soul to lie on the big boy's chest, silently enjoying the wonderful mood of soundlessness at this time.

“The scenery of Yandu Mountain is really beautiful. It’s really tired to live for more than 30 years. How good it would be if I became a bird!”

Yang Meizhen suddenly opened her arms and made the bird want to fly. It looked like the scene in the movie Titanic. She took a tight pink T-shirt after bathing, and the hem was tied in the trousers. When the arm was lifted, the curved waistline and the sharp and sharp contours of the full-bodied, full-bodied, exposed, and faintly visible inside. trace.

"Aunt Me, I push you, you fly."

Lin Tianlong stood behind Yang Meizhen, took the opportunity to put Yang Meizhen's soft waist and pretended to push her down, and Yang Meizhen, who was immersed in the delusion, did not seem to care about his relatives.

"Little bad guys, then I can't pull you down too!"

Yang Meizhen retracted her hand and pressed it on his hand. At the tentacles, she felt that her pair of filigree hands were soft and slightly sweaty. Yang Meizhen’s move is like encouraging him. Lin Tianlong’s courage is big, and he slammed Yang Meizhen’s small waist from behind, wrapped her soft and warm body in her arms, and put her mouth in her ear gently. Say: "Mr. Auntie, are we doing this now, like Jack and Ruth in Titanic?"

He deliberately sprayed his nose into her earlobe and cochlea, and he knew that it was a sensitive area for women.

Yang Meizhen did not struggle with Lin Tianlong’s intimate, almost **** movements. Instead, she slowly closed her eyes and leaned her head on his shoulder. After a while, it continued for less than a minute, and they enthusiastically embraced them. Kissed, although this is not the first time kissing Yang Meizhen. They seem to be very familiar with each other. Yang Meizhen is obviously very experienced. He can feel the inner and insulting needs of Yang Meizhen from her flexible tongue. After all, Yang Meizhen is a married adult in her thirties.

He was brave enough to put his hand into Yang Meizhen's T-shirt, sticking to her warm and delicate skin, gradually moving from her soft waist to the upper reaches, when his fingertips touched Yang Meizhen's full lower edge, met her. At the edge of the bra, he couldn't wait to put his hand in from the bottom of the bra. He wanted to hold Yang Meizhen's whole. Only then did Yang Meizhen's non-wing soft, about the size of his palm, he would open his hand and gently cover it. Live her soft and smooth bulge!

While sucking Yang Meizhen's soft lips and tongue, he walked between Yang Meizhen's **** with his hands and gently stroked his cockroaches. His palms were full of softness and slipperiness, and Yang Meizhen occasionally unconsciously kissed him in the kiss. Spit a few scorns, and the body twisted involuntarily in his arms.

"Go back to the room, okay?"

After the kiss, Lin Tianlong gently said to Yang Meizhen, Yang Meizhen slightly opened her slightly blurred eyes, looked at him with shame, then nodded, at this time they clearly know the meaning of going back to the room. What is it, the burning of each other's heart has been exposed.

Lin Tianlong glared at Yang Meizhen's slim waist, and Yang Meizhen leaned his head on his arm. They seemed to be a couple who could not be separated. From the balcony to the room, it seems like the ends of the earth, they are silent, because all the words are superfluous, and the young woman who has been constantly uploaded from Yang Meizhen through thin clothes has been fascinated by him.

When Lin Tianlong pushed open the bedroom door, Yang Meizhen was hesitant. Her body shook slightly, and her voice repeated softly and said: "I am"

Lin Tianlong knew that the machine could not be lost, and that he would not come again. In the fierce struggle of Yang Meizhen, he once again forced Yang Meizhen into his arms, and his lips were heavily pressed against her lips. At a moment, Yang Meizhen became confused. She leaned her head back and tried to break free from his arms, but the soft body was tightly held by his powerful arms and could not move.

Lin Tianlong’s hand was placed on her full-bodied chest with a thin coat of Yang Meizhen. An electric shock-like feeling quickly spread throughout Yang Meizhen’s body. Yang Meizhen’s limbs were soft and she felt the brain. A dizzy, soft limbs, can not help but Yang Meizhen began to kiss him back.

The beginning is just that the lips touch the lips, and then their tongues are twisted together. Yang Meizhen's lips are so soft and aromatic. They kissed him so much that Yang Meizhen kept her eyes closed. He listened to him and picked him up and hugged her into the bedroom.

When they woke up from the passionate kiss, Yang Meizhen was already soft in Lin Tianlong's arms, her arms clasped his neck tightly, and the hot cheeks clung to his fiery chest. He used one hand to pick Yang Meizhen's lower jaw, kissed Yang Meizhen's bright forehead, and carefully looked at the beautiful young woman in his arms.

At this time, Yang Meizhen's beautiful face is beautiful, and the shoulders are black and smooth. The cheeks are dyed with rouge-like blush. The eyes are covered with drops. The bright lips are slightly open, and the white neck is slender and graceful. The undulating crispy chest is full and straight.