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Ruan Jun leaned on the bed and smoked afterward, stretching his body comfortably in the smoke, with a satisfied expression on his face.

The person next to him swished up, wiped off the messy liquid on his body, bent down to pick up the shirt that had just been thrown on the ground because he was too excited, looked at it indifferently, found no suspicious liquid, and directly Put it on your body.

Ruan Jun looked at his thin and flexible waist obsessively, and said in a regretful tone, "Are you going back now?"

Tang Li buttoned his shirt with his back facing him, his movements were methodical, and his voice was calm: "The materials for tomorrow's meeting need to be confirmed again."

Ruan Jun clicked his tongue, a little displeased with his businesslike attitude of turning his face and denying anyone when he got out of bed.

Tang Li didn't wear underwear yet, he had two straight long legs under his shirt, and there were still red marks on his snow-white skin. Ruan Jun squinted his eyes, imagining how those long legs were wrapped around his waist just now , the lower body is about to move again.

He slammed the cigarette out on the ashtray of the bedside table, pulled Tang Li from behind while he was unaware, and then quickly pushed him up. The fox looked at him with a half-smile, which meant nothing. And metaphor.

Tang Li frowned, the color of desire was gone from his eyes, he was clear and calm: "Stop messing around, get up."

Ruan Jun rubbed against him with a smile, his hand had already reached under him to tease him, his voice was low and full of temptation: "Anyway, it's still early."

Under his various provocations, Tang Li's hands that were pushing his shoulders gradually lost strength, more like holding Ruan Jun on his own initiative.Tang Li's face also gradually became flushed, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyes were closed, he didn't know whether it was joy or pain, the deliberately suppressed low panting overflowed from the cracks of his lips, it was very attractive, Ruan Jun's blood spurted all over his body. , the breath became more disordered, and the breathing became heavier.

Finally, with a muffled snort, he completely threw away his helmet and armor in Ruan Jun's hands.

Taking advantage of his loss of consciousness, Ruan Jun blocked his mouth again, intertwined his lips and teeth, licked his mouth, plundered his air, just to make him fascinated.

He knew that Tang Li liked this kind of deep kiss, and in this situation, he was more likely to be emotional, but his subordinates quietly leaned behind the person.

An index finger was about to pierce it in, but Tang Li grabbed his hand suddenly, his eyes were clear, and there was no trace of slut, and the intention of refusing was obvious.

Ruan Jun was unwilling to stalemate with him for a moment, but Tang Li did not relax.

Tang Li looked at him, and suddenly said: "I told Lu Xingyuan about Lu Fang." His voice was calm and indifferent, and his expression was serious and serious.

Ruan Jun was taken aback by his posture.

Taking advantage of this moment, Tang Li easily pushed him away and got up, wiped off the dirt on his body again, and put on his clothes in an orderly manner again.

Ruan Jun watched his movements in a daze, and there was only one thought in his mind.

The fart has been a disaster for thousands of years, isn't Ruan Jun usually doing enough immoral things?What he said to Chi Jinglan hasn't been blown away by the wind, so he will be punished?