Revenge of the Reborn Boss

The appearance of Wen Renxi was the most shady stimulus in Song Huailan's life.He admits that he has enjoyed it, but he always bears the condemnation of his conscience, even if he is happy, he will feel uneasy at the same time.

No matter how shameless he is, he will feel guilty for doing so many things behind his lover's back. Besides, he is the really miserable Wen Ruoxi, and he is really going crazy.

Although there are not many secret affairs, it is really a necessity for a man who is forced to abstinence + sex most.Moreover, Wen Renxi is really a superb product.

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"Take it easy, I can't bear it." Wen Renxi was pressed under Song Huailan's body, and her white legs were stretched apart, as if they were about to be torn apart.

"You delivered it to the door yourself, and now you feel it hurts?" It's too late, except for Wen Ruoxi, Song Huailan will not "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade" to anyone.

"Yes, ah..." Wen Renxi stared angrily at the man who was galloping vigorously on her body, and said with complaints: "I came to the door, but can you treat me a little... ah!"

"Shut up." Song Huailan covered his mouth, he hated the other party's chatter at this time.

Wen Renxi rolled his eyes, counting him unlucky.Seeing that this person was in a bad mood and delivered him to the door, he turned out to be a punching bag, which is really funny.

The "exercise" ended, Song Huailan kicked him off the sofa, and lay on his back, gasping for breath.

"I hate it, you throw it away after you use it up, you think I'm a condom?" Wen Renxi clamped his legs tightly to prevent the unspeakable liquid from slipping from between his thighs.

"Is there any difference between you and condoms?" Song Huailan suddenly laughed, threw a pack of cigarettes to him, and said, "Yes, condoms are more expensive than you, and you are free."

Wen Renxi bit her lips angrily, and couldn't help explaining: "It's not because I like you. If it were someone else, I would be willing to be pushed down."

like?Song Huailan stared at him in surprise: "We seem to have met a few times." It's just an ordinary sex+relationship, why bother to name it as liking.

"Cut, I don't understand." Wen Renxi took out five cigarettes from the cigarette case, lit them at the same time, stuffed them into his mouth, and exhaled a lot of smoke rings: "It's really enjoyable."

Song Huailan was frightened by his desperate way of sucking, and kicked him on the back: "Go away and smoke, I'm not responsible for death."

"Enke, I don't dare to expect you to be responsible." Wen Renxi got up, twisted his waist to pick up the clothes, and gave Song Huailan a good look: "I can be your condom anytime."

Wen Renxi is such a superb product.

Who said that men like mean women?Now it seems that men actually like cheap men.

Song Huailan didn't have any regular sex friends before, except for the sold kitten Xia Yunchu, he spent his sex + life almost casually.If being able to have sex with Wen Ruoxi once can be regarded as a shot in the arm to save adversity, then sleeping with a different man and woman is a male animal instinct that lacks interest, and is also mixed with caution for fear of being discovered.

From the point of view of the fit of bed + matter, Wen Renxi is really a fixed tool for venting.And he was very willing to give in, the admiration and joy on his face were the best magic weapons to comfort Song Huailan.Every time this man makes love in her crotch, Song Huailan always has a feeling of being invincible.

It is not a skill to make a woman submit, but it is powerful to make a man follow suit.

So Song Huailan put a feasible label on the little waiter named Wen Renxi.The object of pleasure when you are lonely is really satisfying.What's ridiculous is that from the beginning to the end, Song Huailan didn't see the distorted eyes hidden under the full of desire+desire, otherwise he wouldn't be able to move this poppy.