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Chapter 570: TV station director? (2)

Found it, ID card, Damn! People in the 1960s are in their fifties, and Wen Jiaqian is only in her early twenties, and the two are a whole generation apart. Alas!

Tian Boguang? Damn! This name is really well-known, and it is the same name as the Flower Picking Thieves in martial arts movies.

"Ouch, oh, baby, I'm almost out of reach, ah, ah!"

Damn! This was originally a matter of happiness to the peak, why did the man inside call him so miserably?

Only a few minutes? Five minutes? It will be only two and a half minutes at most. This is about to end. I don’t believe that Wen Jiaqian can be satisfied.

"Oh, huh, huh!"

It seems that it is over, and the man inside is breathing heavily.

"You're almost killing someone, so savage and not gentle at all. And it's also big and thick, stuffed and full, and never let it in again."

"Do you dare, believe it or not, I will torture you again?"

"No, I'm almost killed by you."

Damn! A bad old man, or a bad old man who can only hold on for two and a half points, can you kill you? Nonsense, Wen Jiaqian, Wen Jiaqian, you are so good at grasping a man's vanity.

As a man, who doesn't want to be praised by the woman beside him at any time? If the woman beside him feels unhappy afterwards, and says you are useless, you will definitely not be able to raise your head in the future. Even your own woman can't be conquered, so what qualifications do you have to say that you are a man?

Wen Jiaqian was obviously not satisfied, not even at all, but she had to pretend, and she had to praise the man who rode her against her conscience afterwards. This woman is so pitiful!

Han Qing left Hongxing No. 8, Damn! I looked down on me so much. I forgot to lock my 28 car outside the gate, but no one stole it.

Call Xu Jiao and find out what the identity of the old man named Tian Boguang is.

"Hey? Jiaojiao, are you asleep?" Of course, this guy Han Qing would not miss any chance to make a girl.

"Don't call me that." Xu Jiao was a little shy. She was not very familiar with Han Qing. She shouted so intimately when she came up. Any serious girl would be shy.

"What? Do you dislike brother?"

"No, no, I just think we're not familiar to that level."

Tsk tsk! Look, look, what a serious girl is in a sharp contrast with a woman like Wen Jiaqian.

"Okay, brother, be careful in the future." Han Qing's tone suddenly became very serious, but the next sentence became even more dirty, "Girl, have you been sleeping? It is best not to wear clothes when sleeping, as this may affect development. If the clothes you wear are too tight, it may also affect your body shape. So, you must pay attention."

…………For a long time, there was no sound on the other side of the phone.

Has it been hung up? No, I didn't hear the beeping sound.

"Brother Qing, if you have anything to do, just say it." Xu Jiao couldn't wait to hang up the phone. How naughty is this man, it's the best in the world.

Alas! Han Qing sighed helplessly. My brother was actually very simple. He just wanted to remind those beauties who were sleeping and wearing clothes, and they had no other ideas.

Xu Jiao knew Tian Boguang, and Tian Boguang's identity really surprised Han Qing, Master?
Chapter completed!
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