[Entertainment] Abnormal relationship

In the eyes of the general public, Cen Rujue has always been a high-cold goddess who can only be seen from a distance and not be played with, like the mountain snow lotus or the cold moon in the sky. She didn't say anything, but people have already given her the title of national goddess and high-cold goddess. hat.As for Jiang Lang, he was also defined by others. It was obviously a big truth, and it was a big news that could cause a sensation in the whole circle, but it was a pity that no one believed it.

Shengmao Community has always been a wealthy area, and there are countless celebrities and rich people living in it. From time to time, you can see paparazzi squatting at the gate, but the community is well controlled, and there are really few people who can really sneak into the community.Wearing sunglasses and a mask, Jiang Lang touched Cen Rujue's door, as if the doorbell was a decoration, he knocked on the door with his fists clenched.She knew that no one lived at the opposite door, so she was so unscrupulous.

Cen Rujue who came to open the door was wrapped in a bathrobe, and his waist-length hair was still dripping.Jiang Lang took off his sunglasses, ignored her livid face, whistled at her, and squeezed in through the crack of the door. He also hooked the door with his foot.As soon as they met, they rushed towards Cen Rujue's body, put their hands into the bathrobe, and swam flexibly along the slim waistline.

The corners of Cen Rujue's eyes twitched, she pursed her lips and pulled Jiang Lang's hand out, took a step back to keep a safe distance of one meter from her, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here again?"

Jiang Lang waved his ten fingers in front of Cen Rujue's eyes, and replied ambiguously in a low voice: "Didn't you guess that you missed me?" Seeing that Cen Rujue didn't respond, she said to herself again, "Mr. Cen, you too You really know how to pretend, if you let your fans know that your character design has already collapsed, I don’t know if you will die of sadness.”

As long as this guy opens his mouth, she will provoke his anger. Cen Rujue's expression is gloomy like the sky when the storm is about to come. She glanced at Jiang Lang, who was shining with crystal light in her eyes, and said coldly: "Don't cry!" Me, Teacher Cen?"

"What's that called?" Jiang Lang asked casually, his eyes lingering on Cen Rujue's chest half-hidden by the bathrobe, and finally slowly gliding to those big white long legs.She made no secret of her admiration, and lazily responded to Cen Rujue's words, "Should I be called Cen Cen, Ruru, or Juejue?"

Cen Rujue was almost disgusted by Jiang Lang's sticky tone, she glared at Jiang Lang, as if saying whatever you want, then turned around to get the hair dryer on the counter, and fiddled with her wet hair.The dripping water soaked the white bathrobe, Jiang Lang stared at Cen Rujue without blinking for a moment, scrutinized for a moment on that ascetic ice cube face, then slid across his neck and landed on the delicate collarbone superior.She came to look for Cen Rujue but she never had other things.Taking a few steps forward slowly, he took the hair dryer from Cen Rujue's hand, stroked his smooth hair and sighed non-stop.She has seen Cen Rujue in all kinds of ways, but now she is still seduced by her intentionally or unintentionally, and she can't control her cock.Before dating Cen Rujue, even Jiang Lang thought she was an abstinent and cold goddess.

The hair dryer was put down at some point, the left hand was wrapped around Cen Rujue's waist, and kisses fell on her neck one by one.The waterfall-like hair was pulled aside, and Jiang Lang kissed the piece of suet-like jade, urgently and piously.When she pulled Cen Rujue over, she saw that her eyes were already a little moist, and the mist dispelled the indifference and holiness that could not be profane.Jiang Lang's kiss landed on her lower lip, like a thirsty person looking for water.Chest rose and fell, Jiang Lang left Cen Rujue's lips, smiled ambiguously and was about to say a few words, but was blocked by Cen Rujue who was entangled.The kiss was so fast and fierce that it almost suffocated her.

Rolled on the sofa, on the carpet, in the kitchen, everywhere, but this reserved old iceberg insisted on going to bed every time before doing it. I don't know where the traces will be left.Jiang Lang's arm strength was good, and he almost half hugged Cen Rujue to the room.The originally baggy bathrobe slipped off after all this tossing. Jiang Lang originally didn't want to take off his clothes, but under Cen Rujue's menacing gaze, he reluctantly took off his clothes and threw them aside.

The ambiguous panting sound echoed in the room after a while, seeing Cen Rujue's slackened gaze under his own efforts, Jiang Lang felt a burst of joy at first, but was soon filled with a kind of dissatisfaction.The guy below is satisfied, but who will help her solve the problem?There was still the aftertaste of passion on the face, and the teardrops on the eyelashes were like pear blossom rain. Jiang Lang pushed the man with his eyes closed and rested with some dissatisfaction, and asked angrily, "Are your fingers so precious?" In her imagination , whether it's a bed partner or a future girlfriend, it's best to be the one who contributes, she just lies down and enjoys it.She had known Cen Rujue a long time ago. At first, when people compared them, she just smiled and ignored everything. Later, at a reception, she suddenly got her beauty, on her chest I took a few more glances on my legs, probably because the moonlight was so beautiful, the two people who drank helped each other back to Cen Rujue's house, and then had a wonderful exercise.This looks so full of aura, how can I know it is a total subject!It's really addictive, they are all obsessed with each other's beautiful body, Jiang Lang likes the aloof Cen Rujue to turn into a puddle of water on his body, but she also has desires, okay?

"Tired." Cen Rujue lazily replied, stretched out his hand and said to Jiang Lang, "If you really want to, sit on it and move yourself."

Jiang Lang's nose was really crooked by her anger. He wanted to pretend to hit someone, but as soon as his hands rested on the skin, he couldn't suppress the raging desire. The fingertips he brought were used up and thrown into the trash can. Regardless of Cen Rujue, he just put his fingers in and asked, "Didn't you say there is some kind of reality show? What is it? Don't it be survival in the wild? A field battle?"

Cen Rujue stared at the hard-working person on his body, wishing to knock her head off, he didn't know what to think about all day long, there was no time for seriousness.