MTL - A Walk-on Actor Who Wants to Be A Baker-Chapter 20

When Fang Qiao got out of the elevator and saw Lu Yanzhou's first reaction, it was a loss. I took the magazine on the bed and collected it. It turned out to be the second time!

Lu Yanzhou and other Fang Qiao waited bored. He was bending his long legs and playing with his mobile phone on the wall. A small light source in the dark reflected on his face. It seemed to be wronged.

Fang Qiao stepped forward and poked Lu Yanzhou's chest and carefully tested: "How much do you drink?"

Lu Yanzhou didn’t drink much tonight, and the road that came on the road blew a cold wind, and now the brain is sober. However, I don’t know what kind of mentality I’m up to, and I’m looking forward to seeing Fang Joe’s help: “Well, it’s not to help you get the guide.”

It seems that I have to act like it. Fang Qiao snorted and planned to help Lu Yanzhou go in for a while.

Lu Yanzhou stood up and ran into Fang’s ear and said: “I have also offended Ye Ran for you. I have to repay me tonight, have you heard it?”

Fang Qiaoer is soft, and he can't take care of the logic in this case. Ask Lu Yanzhou: "Don't go to the hotel?"

Lu Yanzhou continued to play his sly words: "You have to save some money. You also know that my relationship with the family is not good. I may be driven out of the house someday."

"..." Fang Qiao opened the door while whispering in his mouth: "There are a lot of company artists living in this apartment. You have been seen by Lu, and the impact is not good..."

Regardless of Lu Yanzhou, the door followed and opened, and Fang Qiao was behind the door.

Lu Yanzhou has a merit in this gold master. He is very considerate in his affairs and will not only care for himself.

Fang Qiaoyu was on the door, and the front and back were taken care of. He was comfortable and straight, and his little **** couldn’t stop.

Lu Yanzhou was amused, and the malicious slowed down the speed of the card. The card did not come in and did not come out.

Fang Qiao, who was not satisfied in the back, felt a emptiness. He turned his face with dissatisfaction and his lips slammed on Lu Yanzhou's chin. The result was that Lu Yan of Lu Yanzhou had **** and shrank back.

Lu Yanzhou discovered Fang Qiao’s intention and smiled at his nose. “Want to kiss me?”

The laughter was low and dumb, and when the breath passed over the cheek, Fang Qiao was full of people, nodded without hesitation, and then the lips were contained in the next second.

Fang Qiao closed his eyes, and every pore in his body felt comfortable. He had never found it before. The feeling of making love while kissing was so good.

Lu Yanzhou sucked a bit before releasing Fang Qiao's lips and gasping and asking: "How is the lips so soft?"

Fang Qiao was fainted, and he didn't want to say anything: "Lu is not hard."

Lu Yanzhou suddenly said: "Who is not hard?"

"I, I don't mean that... ah..."

Fang Qiao realized that he seemed to have made a mistake, but it was too late, and the one in the back hole suddenly and suddenly went forward, Fang Qiao could not help but scream.

"Hard hard not hard? Hmm?" Lu Yanzhou asked while speeding up the movement under his body. Fang Qiao couldn't stand such stimulation. Even the voices were brought to the crying room, and they could only stop asking for mercy: "hard and hard, Lu is the most Hard...you slow down...ha..."

On the night from the living room to do the bed, Fang Qiao was forced to shame shouted many times, "Lu total hard" to get Lu Yanzhou's forgiveness, now tired and even eyelids can not open, only stumbled to feel Lu Yanzhou still lying He didn't walk around.

Fang Qiaoqiang supported the last piece of strength and asked: "Do you contact the driver to pick you up?"

Lu Yanzhou was drinking and strenuous in the evening. He was tired and tired. He turned over and said to his opponent: "It’s too late, I sleep, you are here, and then go."

Fang Qiao opened his eyes in surprise, and he wouldn't stay together overnight. It seems that today is really drinking too much.

Not long after Lu Yanzhou had a uniform breathing sound, Fang Qiao could not sleep, and it was strange to sleep with the Golden Lord for the first time.

"Ye Lan..." Lu Yanzhou, who was asleep, whispered in his dreams.

Oh, it’s sour, I’m still in the dream, I’m still getting along with the old one. Fang Qiao dislikes it, and then I hear Lu Yanzhou say: “Ye Ran, don’t seduce me.”

Fang Qiao: "..." You can point your face.

On the second day, when Fang Qiao got up, Lu Yanzhou had no shadow. Fang Qiao was hungry and called, and went to the living room to eat the egg **** that was taken back from the cake shop last night. As a result, he only found an empty box.

Fang Qiao was not happy. He looked at the savory crumbs in the box and hated: "Playing my **** and eating my egg tarts, the evil capitalism!"

Putting on clothes is going out for food, the doorbell rang, and when I opened the door, I turned out to be Lu Yanzhou’s assistant. I carried a bag of crab powder in my hand. The other side said, “Luo always asked me to send it.”

Fang Qiao took the soup bag and sat down at the table. After biting down the soup, he couldn’t help but feel that capitalism is also good for capitalism.