Edge of Rebirth

The whole family chatted happily, and Su Qiyun was immediately out of place. Fortunately, Justin was a gentle Frenchman, and he seemed to see that Su Qiyun was in an awkward situation, so he chatted with him about his views on the field of music. It wasn't as cold as before.

"What?" Su Qiyun stared in amazement, looking at the man in a suit and leather shoes holding a goblet full of red wine in front of him, exclaiming. He couldn't tell at all that Justin was already 52 years old...

"Oh Qiyun, are you familiar with Xin Yadi, aren't you?" It's not surprising that Justin Su Qiyun would have such a reaction. Basically, many people would make a fuss like Su Qiyun after knowing his real age. Compared with those, this one Romantic French men pay more attention to the queen Xin Yadi.

"Ah," Su Qiyun replied after refraining from a slightly groggy look, "very familiar, we have worked together many times."

"Look, she's there, can you introduce me?" Justin raised the goblet in his hand and pointed to the side in a gentlemanly manner, as if he wanted to have a beautiful encounter with Xin Yadi, but he was afraid that it would be very abrupt, so he did Thinking of asking Su Qiyun to recommend him for him.

"Of course, I'm willing to do it." No matter what Justin's purpose is, Su Qiyun is happy to hear about it, and it's best if they can spark some sparks, so just let his Lili go.

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A hand holding a glass of white wine suddenly appeared under Wang Wu's eyelids. As usual, he was wearing a black suit with a white shirt inside, giving people a rigorous and old-fashioned feeling.

Wang Wu followed that hand and raised his eyelids to look up, and he suddenly saw Zhao Jun who made him suspicious, and he was smiling at him, with malicious intentions.

With his cold facial features and aggressive demeanor, he is worthy of being an actor, and his gestures are different from ordinary people.

Wang Wu is not pretentious, he is a rough person, he likes to go straight, he slanders wine, he wants to drink!So he reached out to take the glass of wine and straightened his neck to kill him. He drank rudely and had no gentleman's character, but it attracted Zhao Jun's attention strangely.

For a second, Zhao Jun suddenly had the idea of ​​teasing and teasing Wang Wu. Anyway, idle is idle, just add some seasoning to life appropriately.

"Violence." The sarcasm made the actor a bit vicious, like a villain in a film and television work.

"Is there any more? Get me a drink." Wang Wu didn't take the blame for him. He was very bored when he said he was bored, like a boring gourd. If he wanted to make you angry, he could really make you soft again nail.

Zhao Jun is naturally not a good bird, so he brought his own wine to Wang Wu's mouth with a frivolous look and said, "Here's another glass."

Wang Wu had a pair of tiger eyes, and his eyes were sharp. He raised his eyebrows and looked over. It was obvious that someone had sucked on the wall of the wine glass. This guy really turned people off: "No need."

"Fifth brother, why do I feel that you are especially targeting me, fifth brother? Did I do something to offend you?"

No one knows Zhao Jun's life style, but everyone knows that he has been abroad for these years, and his ideological realm is absolutely extraordinary.

He has no love for Wang Wu, but if one nightstand or being a fit is quite in line with his hunting taste, he likes masculine muscular men, big breasts*big ass, and it's cool to fuck!Greatly satisfies his desire to conquer.

"Zhao Jun, you should put your fox tail away." Wang Wu left half of his words. He was a scout when he was in the army. He firmly believed that his intuition and judgment would not be wrong. Not right.

"'It' is hard..." Zhao Jun laughed cautiously, he took a step forward to stick to Wang Wu, laughed softly, and said obscene words, "Because of you."

Wang Wu's answer was very straightforward, and he directly bent his knees to hit Zhao Jun's lifeblood. Although he was caught by surprise, Zhao Jun reacted quickly, and immediately blocked Wang Wu's kick. He could see that Wang Wu was a trainer But he shouldn't underestimate him, a fifth-degree black belt in karate!

Wang Wu did underestimate Zhaojun a little bit. He thought Zhaojun was an embroidered pillow. Seeing that Zhaojun tried to stop his legs and feet, Wang Wu directly grabbed Zhaojun's collar and jumped over the knee-high milk-colored fence and jumped into a bush. In the sea of ​​roses.

Seeing that Wang Wu was determined to make two moves with him, Zhao Jun was amused, instead of talking to the ghosts and snakes in the house, it is better to just have a good time with this guy and jump into the garden. It's pitch black and far away from the main venue. It's absolutely convenient for him to do anything.

After these two guys turned in, they regretted it so much, Nima, is this a rose?Why are they all thorns?Can kill him hey...

Wang Wu's eyes were sharp, and he was completely unmoved by the thorns piercing into his thigh and arms. He stared at Zhao Jun covetously, ready to give him a severe punishment.

The two of you come and fight with each other, and it's hard to tell the difference for a while, and they all use the style of fighting to kill each other, and no one can take advantage of it. If Wang Wu gets hit for a while, he will definitely fight out In boxing, the bridge of Zhaojun's nose is the same as that of Zhaojun. It's fine if you don't win. It's not reconciled to a tie. If you lose to the opponent, it's really embarrassing.

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"Didn't you say you want to talk? Why don't you talk?" Lan Xinghui, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned his face to look at Wang Jinfeng beside him. The other party showed no expression and neither did he.

Wang Jinfeng was indifferent to his question, with a serious expression on his face, as if he was making some important decision.

He likes the quietness in the dark and hates the melodious sounds in the villa, the ugly faces, and the unbearable shady scenes.

"You've been sitting here for 10 minutes and haven't figured out how to start?" Lan Xinghui was a little aggressive. This was just a sign of his guilt. Why did he feel that Wang Jinfeng was lonely at the moment?

Seeing that Wang Jinfeng still ignored him, Lan Xinghui opened the door bluffing. In fact, he didn't like the kind of party inside, he didn't like hypocrisy.

Sure enough, Wang Jinfeng made a move. He first stretched out his hand to hold down the big hand he was scratching, and then pulled back the opened car door. Just when Lan Xinghui thought Wang Jinfeng was going to say something to him, Wang Jinfeng blocked him directly. He stopped his mouth, and kissed him regardless of the beginning or the end, neither light nor heavy.

With his hunger-thirst, turning his desire into flames, burning through his skin-skin, he is using his kiss to torture his body and even his soul.

The smell of two different men began to fill the carriage. Wang Jinfeng shackled his hands and refused to give him freedom. He kissed him forcefully, wishing to suck out his bone marrow from his mouth.

Lan Xinghui flinched, feeling that today's Wang Jinfeng was kissing him with hatred, this feeling made him tremble.

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"Didn't you say you want to talk? Why don't you talk?" Lan Xinghui, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned his face to look at Wang Jinfeng beside him. The other party showed no expression and neither did he.

Wang Jinfeng was indifferent to his question, with a serious expression on his face, as if he was making some important decision.

He likes the quietness in the dark and hates the melodious sounds in the villa, the ugly faces, and the unbearable shady scenes.

"You've been sitting here for 10 minutes and haven't figured out how to start?" Lan Xinghui was a little aggressive. This was just a sign of his guilt. Why did he feel that Wang Jinfeng was lonely at the moment?

Seeing that Wang Jinfeng still ignored him, Lan Xinghui opened the door bluffing. In fact, he didn't like the kind of party inside, he didn't like hypocrisy.

Sure enough, Wang Jinfeng made a move. He first stretched out his hand to hold down the big hand he was scratching, and then pulled back the opened car door. Just when Lan Xinghui thought Wang Jinfeng was going to say something to him, Wang Jinfeng blocked him directly. He stopped his mouth, and kissed him regardless of the beginning or the end, neither light nor heavy.

With his hunger-thirst, turning his desire into flames, burning through his skin-skin, he is using his kiss to torture his body and even his soul.

The smell of two different men began to fill the carriage. Wang Jinfeng shackled his hands and refused to give him freedom. He kissed him forcefully, wishing to suck out his bone marrow from his mouth.

Lan Xinghui flinched, feeling that today's Wang Jinfeng was kissing him with hatred, this feeling made him tremble.

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"Didn't you say you want to talk? Why don't you talk?" Lan Xinghui, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned his face to look at Wang Jinfeng beside him. The other party showed no expression and neither did he.

Wang Jinfeng was indifferent to his question, with a serious expression on his face, as if he was making some important decision.

He likes the quietness in the dark and hates the melodious sounds in the villa, the ugly faces, and the unbearable shady scenes.

"You've been sitting here for 10 minutes and haven't figured out how to start?" Lan Xinghui was a little aggressive. This was just a sign of his guilt. Why did he feel that Wang Jinfeng was lonely at the moment?

Seeing that Wang Jinfeng still ignored him, Lan Xinghui opened the door bluffing. In fact, he didn't like the kind of party inside, he didn't like hypocrisy.

Sure enough, Wang Jinfeng made a move. He first stretched out his hand to hold down the big hand he was scratching, and then pulled back the opened car door. Just when Lan Xinghui thought Wang Jinfeng was going to say something to him, Wang Jinfeng blocked him directly. He stopped his mouth, and kissed him regardless of the beginning or the end, neither light nor heavy.

With his hunger-thirst, turning his desire into flames, burning through his skin-skin, he is using his kiss to torture his body and even his soul.

The smell of two different men began to fill the carriage. Wang Jinfeng shackled his hands and refused to give him freedom. He kissed him forcefully, wishing to suck out his bone marrow from his mouth.

Lan Xinghui flinched, feeling that today's Wang Jinfeng was kissing him with hatred, this feeling made him tremble.

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"Didn't you say you want to talk? Why don't you talk?" Lan Xinghui, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned his face to look at Wang Jinfeng beside him. The other party showed no expression and neither did he.

Wang Jinfeng was indifferent to his question, with a serious expression on his face, as if he was making some important decision.

He likes the quietness in the dark and hates the melodious sounds in the villa, the ugly faces, and the unbearable shady scenes.

"You've been sitting here for 10 minutes and haven't figured out how to start?" Lan Xinghui was a little aggressive. This was just a sign of his guilt. Why did he feel that Wang Jinfeng was lonely at the moment?

Seeing that Wang Jinfeng still ignored him, Lan Xinghui opened the door bluffing. In fact, he didn't like the kind of party inside, he didn't like hypocrisy.

Sure enough, Wang Jinfeng made a move. He first stretched out his hand to hold down the big hand he was scratching, and then pulled back the opened car door. Just when Lan Xinghui thought Wang Jinfeng was going to say something to him, Wang Jinfeng blocked him directly. He stopped his mouth, and kissed him regardless of the beginning or the end, neither light nor heavy.

With his hunger-thirst, turning his desire into flames, burning through his skin-skin, he is using his kiss to torture his body and even his soul.

The smell of two different men began to fill the carriage. Wang Jinfeng shackled his hands and refused to give him freedom. He kissed him forcefully, wishing to suck out his bone marrow from his mouth.

Lan Xinghui flinched, feeling that today's Wang Jinfeng was kissing him with hatred, this feeling made him tremble.