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Ling Jiajia stepped forward to help An Xiaojing from the sofa, walked into the room, and threw her to Luo Jundong's side.

At this time, the two were sharing the same bed, but their faces looked like husband and wife.Looking at the scene at this time, Ling Jiajia always felt that something was missing. Suddenly, her head flashed, and her inspiration rushed into the melon seeds of her head. A sinister smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she turned around and looked at An Xiaojing. He found a sexy miniskirt in his closet, and helped him put it on quickly. After everything was done, Ling Jiajia was already so tired that he sat down on the ground, and those two big black and white eyes dripped. Swirling around.He took out his mobile phone and took 360-degree shots without any dead ends.

When she finished tossing and looking at her perfect masterpiece on the phone, she almost jumped up without excitement, showing the fruits of her labor to the world.Even so, she still has a little worry in her heart. After all, Luo Jundong is not an ordinary person. It seems that An Xiaojing's ordinary identity wants to marry Luo Jundong. It seems that these things are not enough. A capable person to give a push.Because more than anyone else, she hopes that her friends and lovers will eventually get married.

Suddenly, an unchanging face flashed into her head.

"That's right." Linga slapped the table fiercely, isn't Mr. An Zhen the one who is capable?With a hook on the corner of his lips, Lingaga held his mobile phone in a happy mood, turned around and walked towards the door.

But she didn't expect that just as soon as she lifted her foot, she accidentally turned her foot and fell down suddenly. Out of a natural reaction, Ling Jiajia stretched out her hand to grab Xin's foot and pulled it hard.

"what!"

There was a scream, and Luo Jundong sat up from the bed suddenly in pain. An Xiaojing, who was thrown by Ling Jiajia on his side, blushed at this moment, and stretched out his hand to subconsciously hold Luo Jun's hand.Luo Jundong shook his aching head, a strange fire in his heart kept rushing to a certain place.

"Damn it." He naturally knew what was going on, but when he saw the woman on the bed, his eyes suddenly darkened.

He hadn't forgotten who called him over.He stretched out his hand to support the bed and was about to get up, but he found out very sadly that a miniskirt was forcibly put on his body.

"Damn." Cursed secretly.

But Ling Jiajia, who fell on the ground, was too scared to move, because she was afraid of being discovered by others, so she had to shrink to the ground and hold her breath.

"Don't go." An Xiaojing turned over and swung the man who was about to get up with a slender stretch.

The charming body fragrance of the woman came slowly, and Luo Jundong's face became more and more ugly.She suddenly turned over and hugged An Xiaojing's head under her body, and immediately kissed deeply, and the two of them fought fiercely.

"Damn, it's perfect." Ling Jiajia shook her dizzy head vigorously, and when she heard the two people's heavy panting from the big bed, her face immediately turned red like Sichun.Withdrawing his longing for spring, Ling Jiajia took out his mobile phone and switched it to video.However, what she has to do now is to watch the two undress and take pictures.

Ling Jiajia looked at Luo Jundong tearing, and there was a sound of clothes being ripped apart An Xiaojing's clothes, so he could only shake his head.Hey, she is probably the first person to send her friend to a man since ancient times.

Looking at the smooth skin exposed, Luo Jundong immediately planted bright grass plums on it.Ling Jiajia could only stare secretly, the kid is taking advantage of you this time.

Taking back her mobile phone, she got up with a defeated expression on her face, got up and left quietly without taking a cloud around her.

"Phew, I'm so fucking aggrieved." Ling Jiajia rushed down from upstairs, breathing in the fresh air at this time, and suddenly felt his head was in a mess.She didn't know if it was right or not, she just didn't want to see An Xiaojing look sad.

Marriage without love, both of them embarked on it.I just don't know if I can cultivate love after marriage.Ling Jiajia looked at the dark night, and it was around eleven o'clock at night. With the experience of being hurt by Luo Fu Xin before, she became very cautious.Taking out the phone from his pocket, he quickly pressed a series of numbers with his fingers.