City Lady-Killer

In the daytime, I’m left empty. I know that Longer has something to do. I’m naturally happy when I come back at night. I always like to tease Tianlong when I’m busy. I don’t ask him to do this and do that after busying himself, or to mention something like a curious baby. Weird prank requests that I have never heard of before, such as asking Tianlong to concentrate electric energy qigong on his toes to see if a giant python can grow on it, so scared that Tianlong shook his head again and again. For fun; another example is deliberately wearing a seemingly thin pajamas dangling in front of the poor little villain, asking him if he wants to see himself undressing, misunderstanding that the unclothed Tianlong natural nosebleed is about to come out, even as a pig The elder brother nodded like a idiot. As a result, the grinning mother Nianci took off her pajamas. She was still wearing a short shorts and a waistcoat. After the mischief succeeded, she leaned forward and shook her branches. The little villain was stunned, gritted her teeth, and stepped forward Hug is a hard fuck...

Mother Nianci should have been very melancholy. Her parents are abroad and her husband is in the capital. Daughter Xiaolu only knows that she and Fangfanglinlin are together day and night. The lonely person in the castle should have lived the most life. The dark time, just because of being with the little villain, all this has a lot of color.shubao22_la

In fact, Su Nianci knew that this lustful bad thing was more miserable than himself. Liang Rukang and Lin Shiyin divorced when he was very young. As a gynecological expert, Lin Shiyin was even more busy when he became the director. Therefore, Longer had a long time. I lived alone by myself, so what is my loneliness in comparison?Mother Nianci's mother-influenced mother hugged the little villain in her arms with tears and misty eyes, and gently kissed his forehead, very gentle.

Two pitiful men and women hugging each other tightly, heart-to-heart, mouth-to-mouth, deeply embracing and kissing. The kiss was so long that the kiss was thundering and fire, the Yellow River was overflowing, and the hair was out of control. On the sofa, the pressure made the sofa creak, and gradually the sofa slowly shook up, the faster and faster, the louder and louder it shook, and it became one piece with the heavy gasps above, which lasted for a long time...

In the evening, Su Nianci in the kitchen slept for more than a long time, and spent a little more time preparing the ingredients.

Tianlong was standing in front of the stove in an apron, preparing a sumptuous dinner, although Little Mama Nianci had repeatedly stated that there was no need to do too much and not to be too tired, but how could he be sloppy at this time?Can I commemorate my days with Xiaomo?I used to have dinner with my little mother, but tonight is the most special.

The big boy has carefully conceived a table of dishes with a craft equivalent to a first-class chef. All of them are not heavy, with good color, fragrance and shape. The meat and vegetable are matched. The hot and cold are interlaced. The pig, lamb, fish and beef are steamed, fried, fried and braised, although there is no precious. The ingredients are not too valuable, but it can be seen that a lot of thoughts and ideas have been spent, and even the color and warmth matching issues are considered very well. Looking at the busy boy who is busy with a hot pot and a chopping board, Nian Ci Little mom looked obsessively. When the big boy who was one head taller in front of her was serious, she had an inexplicable charm. It made Nianci's little mom intoxicated. She couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged her with a fragrant kiss. The result was "Oh. With a sound, Tianlong, who was in a hurry, poured the uncut eggplant directly into the frying pan, causing Nian Ci's little mother to cover her mouth and smile, and she was very charming.

It doesn’t matter if the table is set up for food, the older boy insists on cooking dumplings, because he and his mother Lin Shiyin both like to eat dumplings and have been used to them. This makes the native Southerner Nianci Xiaoma look a little strange, but making dumplings It's fun, I can't help but go up to join in the fun.

The reason why the insider is an insider is because he takes this as work, and the reason why the outsider is an outsider because he uses this as entertainment.Nianci's little mother embodies this very deeply.

After squeezing a few, the skin is not the stuffing or stuffing. The result is that Tianlong is utterly criticized. Nianci rolled her eyes and completely disdain. After the freshness at the beginning, she became bored again, thinking about something interesting. At this time Nianci's little mother is so mischievous that she doesn't fit her age at all, and is completely out of line with the status of the chairman of the Chinese media group. Su Lianqing, who seems to be usually carefree, is more suitable to be her sister at this time.

Su Nianci squeezed some flour in her hand, lowered her head smirkly and glanced at the poor little villain who was busy making dumplings, but the latter had no idea, and slumped her head to work hard, suddenly her face was cold and she looked up in surprise. Looking at the little mother Nianci with a beautiful smile in front of her, she also responded with a big and bright smile. She was stunned, wiped her face with the back of her hand, and took a look, only to see a clear line on the back of her hand. Flour print.

With a wry smile looking at the hippie smiley and indifferent mother Nianci, Tianlong begged the "ancestor" and "grandma", so please don't make trouble, but the young mother of Nianci shook her head and was a nasty student.The little bad guy just lowered his head and didn't wrap up a few, but his face was cold on both sides again. Looking at the girl Nianci who was smiling heartlessly in front of him, holding two hands covered with flour, dangling in front of the little bad guy's eyes. , Malicious provocation, now the uncle can bear it, and the aunt can’t bear it.

He patted his hands, regardless of whether the pat was clean or not, he rushed forward and hugged the slender waist of Xiaoma Nianci who was about to wipe her head and flee, smelling the faint fragrance of her hair, it was a dog Kissing like a gnawing, kissed Nianci's mother called Jiao panting, and repeatedly confessed her mistakes and begged for mercy, but she had to admit her mistakes as soon as possible, and confessing after aroused sex would only arouse men’s strong desire for conquest and ravages. , Press directly on the big round table for making dumplings, stand on the table and stand backwards, round and soft big buttocks, bending the legs and lowering the center of gravity, do not remove clothes, just tuck the skirt, pull out the panties The gun was mounted and pushed in from behind. At first, Nianci's little mother cried out symbolically for mercy. Later, she groaned loudly with flour on her hands, twisted her hips to cater, and the two fierce movements shook the table. The flour jumped straight, and the mist filled the round table...

This sumptuous and delicious dinner was finally completed after the sound of rumbling cannons. It was just that the little villain was in good spirits, while Nianci's mother was flushed, her apricot eyes blurred, her cheeks flushed, and she shyly leaned against the little tall one. Beside the villain, the full-fledged little woman feels like she did before.

After eating a hot dinner, Tianlong still did not forget the diligence of picking up vegetables, and finally a bit like a couple living together. Although there are few people, they are still very warm. Put away the naughty and mischievous appearance before and return to the dignified posture of intellectual maturity. Ci Xiaoma raised a glass of red wine and touched the glass with the little bad guy who didn't know what to say, and said softly: "Long Er, thank you for making me feel like home, really, thank you."...

After dinner, Su Nianci asked Tianlong to accompany her to sit in front of the TV and re-examine the Spring Festival Gala. Because Liang Rukang called to inform, the Chinese media and CCTV reached an agreement to host the Spring Festival Gala next year. Feng Xiaogang will be the director and Zhang Guoli will be the host. A group of actors and actresses, and which actors are needed is the purpose of Su Nianci's review of the Spring Festival Gala. After all, the Spring Festival Gala has become an annual national custom of the Chinese. It has become a ritual. The ceremony is not about how good it is, but about increasing recognition. sense.

After the dinner, Nianci's little mom seemed to be in a good mood, but she changed her face again and returned to the role of the troublemaker. She seemed to enjoy this unrestrained life of mischief, which is no longer a normal formula. A perfect facial smile, but a smile from the heart, imperfect, sometimes very bad and hateful, for example after teasing people, but very cute and moving.

The Spring Festival Gala didn’t look good, but there was a ghost idea again. The little villain had to sit on her lap and watch it. This was originally very fragrant. It was just that the big man sat on the woman’s lap, which made Tianlong hesitate a bit. It was just people under the eaves. , I had to lower my head, and saw Xiaoma Nianci pouting her mouth and showed signs of madness, so she could only sit on it, making Xiaoma Nianci smile violently, with a coquettish triumphant smile on her face. The little fox who stole the chicken.

Lin Tianlong was sitting on the big round legs of Nianci's young mother, and Nianci's young mother was holding her arms around her waist from behind. The soft and rich breasts were pasted on her back through thin clothes. With her chin resting on the shoulders of the little villain, she saw a tall young boy sitting on the legs of a plump mature woman. The beauty hugged the man in front of her tightly and looked very close, but she was not in harmony at this age. On the contrary, it is like a mother holding her son, but in fact the little mother is holding her nominal son.

Tianlong was actually awkward in his heart. What is this, but in order to make Little Mama happy, I can't take care of that much. It's just that the expression on his face is extremely unnatural and looks embarrassing, so Nianci obviously pays attention. It's here, but the curvature of the corners of the mouth is higher.

The Spring Festival Gala kicked off in a big party of singing and laughing. Tianlong watched it with gusto. This scene is so festive and lively. The little villain doesn’t know much about specific director operations and other professional knowledge. He just knows that it’s so good-looking, and how to stage design. How the shooting angle and lighting match, but I can't think of so much.

On the contrary, Xiaoma Nianci’s performance is more like a standard professional critic, or that she is a professional in the first place. She used to fight and make pranks with little bad guys, but when she saw the film and television, her occupational disease occurred. , Spit out endlessly, and the little bad guy was stunned.

"Ryuer, you are also the executive dean of a private mayor's assistant and part-time private hospital at any rate. Please have a little judgment ability? What is this thing? Do you think it must be good if it is a big director? The most important thing is to do academics. It is to learn to think, not to follow authority blindly!"

"The Spring Festival Gala has long been worse than a year. The real Spring Festival Gala in the 1980s and 1990s is really only for entertainment. Good operas and dramas have appeared in large numbers. Fei Xiang, Mao Amin, Zhang Mingmin, Chen Peisi, Zhu Shimao have been selected. A large number of people like Feng Gong showed up a lot of classic old songs. How simple it was at that time. Your song was well written, and your script was well written, so you can play it. Then it was really for the entertainment of the Spring Festival. The pure Spring Festival Gala."')##ThefilewassavedusingTrialversionofChmDecompiler.DownloadChmDecompilerfrom: (ignore the English at the end)