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Two people bite each other!

She was drunk and didn't know how serious it was, but he knew it. He bit it all the way, which made her itchy and giggled: "... Don't bite here, it's ticklish here... You bite here..."

He pushed his head to his chest and let him choose. He was buried in it, sucking and biting, adding force layer by layer. She moaned again and again. The sound of singing pierced his ears like a magic sound and hit his heart heavily.

He was bewitched and found that he couldn't bite enough and couldn't suck enough. He was so anxious that he turned over and pressed her under him and hit her hard: "I can't see you're still a goblin. You want to hook my soul? OK! See how I convince you today!"

He was in a mess, so disorderly that he had no reason. He was full of emotions and desires that he was eager to vent!

She smiled and laughed disorderly. She was crippled and tortured by alcohol, lust and him!

As time slipped by, the two people entangled together couldn't be separated for a long time. Cheng Qingyao didn't know what year it was this night, what he had experienced, and how many times he asked for it. His mind only vaguely remembered that he was taken to the bathroom, asked to lie down in the sink, and pulled back to bed to roll around... Rolling onto the carpet, he couldn't tell the true from the false, like a dream

When she was fully awake, she lay like a living dead man, unable to move.

The sheets seem to have been changed clean, and the body seems to have been wiped. The place is burning but there is no sticky discomfort. She was the only one left in bed. Looking up at the clock, the clock on the wall clearly showed the time: 1:00.

"One o'clock?" is it one o'clock in the morning? Or one in the afternoon? I remember it was four o'clock when I came in. If it was one o'clock in the afternoon, it would be a day??? Unlikely! She looked around. The tightly closed curtains couldn't get any light. She couldn't see what was going on outside. The lights were on in the room, and the white mask wasn't put at the head of the bed like last time.

This time, he left nothing!

This time, she still didn't know what he looked like!

With a "GADA" sound, the door was pushed open from the outside. Her service specialist came in with a tray and a golden Nightgown on it: "the gold Lord is eating in the restaurant. He asked you to wake up and go to find him. Do you go now or sleep a little longer."

Cheng Qingyao was a little confused: "is he still there? Has he not left yet?"

"Yes! I'm still here. I haven't left yet. I'm expected to stay here for the night."

"Stay at night?" if you stay at night, it should be one o'clock in the morning.

"Why? No?"

"No!" it's not impossible, but it hurts. Let her roll around at night. She won't be able to go to work tomorrow. It's hard to go to work. My legs are weak. I can't last until the end of the day.

The service specialist ignored her, put down the tray and helped her up. She gasped in pain. Her aching body seemed to have had several car accidents. She felt uncomfortable and would fall apart at any time.

I dare not say!

Strong support, and then slowly supporting the wall into the bathroom, and then a lot of mucus flowing down, with faint blood, that is the essence of his stay, and evidence of her injury.

"Can I ask for leave? It really hurts!" I couldn't bear it. I suddenly thought of a more important thing. She trembled and shouted nervously, "sister Hua, come here quickly, sister Hua."

The service specialist, named Hua Xia, is a specialist sent from above. She knows things in the museum very well and has a good way of bringing new people. When she heard the cry, she didn't know what was going on inside. She rushed to pull the door and asked nervously, "what's the matter?"

Cheng Qingyao flustered and pointed to his stomach: "is there any medicine in the museum? Do I have time? I forgot to take it yesterday."

Hua Xia understood, put down her suspense, and taught her with a serious face: "this medicine has always been effective for 72 hours. You came in yesterday and you can take it tomorrow. However, if you take this medicine in the museum, you should first ask the gold Lord. If the gold Lord doesn't agree with you to take this medicine, I can't give you..."