When they arrived at the reserved box, a foreigner who was more than one meter tall was sitting quietly inside. When he saw Zong Qianqian push the door and came in, he immediately got up to meet her. Pushing the chair was a gentleman and seeing Zong Qianqian off to Qu Yong was naturally ignored.
"thank you"
"Don’t thank Qianqian, we meet again. I’m kind!" The foreigner is actually fluent in Chinese. Looking at Zong Qianqian’s words earnestly.
Zong Qianqian didn’t buy it. "But I don’t care if you want to meet Steve now. Can I go now?"
"Don’t go, Qianqian." When Steve saw that Zong Qianqian was just about to leave, he quickly stopped her and said, "I took a plane for more than 20 hours to come here. Don’t go."
"Don’t pander, he won’t be happy if my boyfriend is here." Zong Qianqian took his hand out and leaned over to hold Qu Yong affectionately. "Dear, I’d like you to meet my classmate Steve when I was studying at the University of Washington, St. Louis. This is my boyfriend Qu Yong."
Qu Yong smiled at Steve dutifully and said, "Hello, Mr. Steve. I heard Qian Qian say that you took care of her when she was in college."
"Really? Does Qian Qian often think of me? " Although Steve can speak Chinese, he obviously doesn’t know much about China people’s special courtesies. Zong Qianqian really often appears in front of her boyfriend. It seems that he still has affection for him. "What did Qianqian say about me?"
"This" Qu Yong didn’t expect him to ask this question and couldn’t answer it immediately. Fortunately, Zong Qianqian raised her eyebrows and said, "What did my boyfriend and I say that was our privacy? Why did I tell you?"
"I don’t believe it!" Steve tore his bow tie desperately and said painfully, "Qian Qian, you love me. How can you like such a thin man?" You must be looking for anyone to be the scapegoat, right? "
Qu Yong kindly woke up and said, "That’s a shield, not a scapegoat."
"yes! It is a shield! " Steve resolutely refused to believe that his big blue eyes stared at Qu Yong. "Can you prove it? Do you know what brand of coffee Qianqian likes to drink? How do you like your steak? What other sports do you like to do? "
QuYong one leng these things he really don’t know his one leng horse was caught by Steve, who was more sure of his thoughts. He cried sadly, "Qian Qian, are you being held hostage? Did he force you to say that you have a boyfriend? "
QuYong heart andao "this foreigner is quite clever, but you guessed it backwards"
"No, we really love each other." Zong Qianqian held Qu Yong tighter, and her breasts were tightly pressed against Qu Yong’s arm. Suddenly, she kissed Qu Yong on the face quickly. "Steve, aren’t you accurate in the sixth sense? Tell me if I was passive just now? "
Steve indignation a clap forehead way "oh, my intuition tells me that your heart is active! But I don’t believe this is true! "
"Steve, this is true!" Zong Qianqian’s hand has been tightly hugging Qu Yong, and almost the whole head is resting on Qu Yong’s body. "You must accept this fact."
Steve said excitedly, "I know that you actually like me, but I want to test that my institute has found someone to pretend to be your boyfriend. Otherwise, how could I have a boyfriend only a few days after I came here?" You don’t even look at how good men are in college! "
"You are one-track-minded" Zong Qianqian suddenly turned her head. "You watch" She took QuYong’s head and ruddy sexy lips, slowly kissed QuYong’s face and quickly crossed and finally landed on QuYong’s lips.
The four thin lips were just licked together, and the two faces were slightly red. Qu Yong did not dare to move more. Instead, Zong Qianqian stopped for a while and slowly ground the bottom of his nose, humming a low * * that echoed gracefully in the box.
Steve has seen that he is about to cry. Qu Yong thinks this effect should be about the same. He wants to push Zong Qianqian. Who knows that Zong Qianqian’s delicate body suddenly shakes and her eyes are crazy in love. Her backhand hugs Qu Yong’s head and kisses deeply.
Just now, that kiss was just a pecking kiss with four lips touching like a bird, but Zong Qianqian seemed to be on fire and took the initiative to spit out the clove uvula and tap Qu Yong’s teeth. This was the first time Qu Yong kissed him. He didn’t know much about it. After being knocked, the girl’s soft and flexible sweet tongue got into his mouth and gently pushed his tongue.
"Time!" QuYong felt a tingle all over his body, and the touch of the tip of his tongue was even more intense than the rushing feeling of a punch. He felt a flash of lightning chopping through his body, washing every pore of his brain, spine, perineum and limbs, and so on, and he also lit a fire in his heart.
Chapter ninety Shake hands strength
"Well" Zong Qianqian’s breathing from the nose has made Qu Yong unable to control himself. Instead, he changed his passivity and hugged Zong Qianqian’s body around the middle, keeping her body close to himself. "Well" Both of them gave satisfaction. * * Zong Qianqian seemed to have completely lost himself and squeezed and ground Qu Yong everywhere.
Qu Yong is a real man. He has already felt that his abdomen is on fire, and his physiological reaction is very obvious. Squeezing and grinding some parts of two people will bring unspeakable pleasure. That kind of pleasure is slowly spreading to his body. He can’t help but pretend to be a big hand and slowly swim from a slim waist like water to a plump and soft face.
At that critical moment, Qu Yong caught a glimpse of heartbroken Steve in the corner of his eyes. When he woke up, he secretly hated himself for being too indiscreet. He quickly braked and split up.
"Yi" Zong Qianqian gave up from the bottom of her heart and saw her eyes blurred. Even if she was divided, she still couldn’t tell the situation. The whole person was soft and relied on Quyong’s chest to have a poor aftertaste.
Steve never doubted his pain again. "How did this happen? How can you look at a skinny Asian monkey! "
"What do you mean?" Qu Yong said with awe, "I want you to apologize for what you just said!"
"I’m sorry!" Steve woke up and apologized for what he had just said. "I was so angry that I shouldn’t have said such a racist attack. I take it back, but I still insist on my opinion. He is too thin and his thighs are not as thick as my arms. He can’t protect you!"
In fact, Qu Yong is not short, especially after practicing martial arts, he feels that he is still growing taller. Now it is 176 cm, but it does seem a little weak in front of this 19-cm white man.
"Can you protect women? It’s not big."
Steve said without hesitation, "In this case, let’s have a man duel. Whoever loses means that he can’t protect Qianqian, so whoever will quit!"
"Another duel?" Qu Yong frowned. "If everyone likes Qian Qian and I have to fight him, then I’m not busy?"
"Hehe" Zong Qianqian reluctantly recovered from that kind of high physical stimulation. She felt a strange and complicated feeling in her heart. She gasped and thought, "How did that kiss attract my mind just now? Why did I suddenly take the initiative? Did I really love him?"
"I duel with you! It’s not a confession! You watch! " Steve took off his shirt sleeve and revealed a thick black hair. The deltoid muscle of his arm was thick and comparable to some children’s thighs. "I learned how to do it!" You can throw in that towel if you are afraid! "
Qu Yong can see that this 1.9-meter-old white man is muscular, and his typical limbs are well developed. It seems that his physical fitness is very good. If he practices his hands again, his lethality is amazing. To deal with such an opponent, the tiger shape is not the best choice. The monkey shape is the most suitable, but he has not recovered from his index finger injury in World War I with Duan Tianyang yesterday, and now he is in great pain.
"Can you hold hands?"
Steve said with pride, "Yes! I once studied martial arts at Master Marshall Archie’s Gate for three years, and then I went to the Sun-Earth Gate to study martial arts for one year. After I finished my martial arts, I could protect Qian Qian. "
Handway into the United States to send hands to do base fighting skills is the very real matrix of direct combat, and the representative is Marshall Archie, who was a strange figure in American gangs. He once split an adult bull to death in the forest stream with one hand, which belongs to the unified hands and is very practical.
Qu Yong laughed. "I practice martial arts to keep fit, so it’s not good to be brave and ruthless. Now it’s a society ruled by law. To protect a person, it’s even more important to practice martial arts, otherwise martial arts will harm others and yourself."
Steve waved and said, "Don’t gush about these principles. I don’t understand you China people. Do you understand German people? What martial arts do Germans practice? I’m practicing martial arts to come to actual combat! "