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    The relationship between Song Tingyu and Zhou Jinyuan became completely clear.

    I didn’t hide it from anyone, so I fed a lot of people dog food from time to time.

    During the lunch break, at half past twelve, everyone would often see their editor-in-chief standing in front of the window making a phone call.

    He whispered softly, accompanied by that faint smile, and the satisfaction in his eyes seemed to be able to blind people.

    Song Tingyu’s fans are not only fans of the characters painted by her father, but are also obsessed with her father and his wife.

    Song Tingyu’s Weibo now not only updates her original comics, but also updates her short love story with Zhou Jinyuan.

    Many of them are common things in life, but the more ordinary they are, the more they can touch people’s hearts.

    This is a blessed love, and everyone hopes that they can continue well.Life is not easy anymore, and having someone around you who can experience such feelings deserves to be blessed.

    Two people who usually look very serious, but privately have no integrity at all.

    Song Tingyu is a little goblin, and Zhou Jinyuan is the beast in disguise who indulges the little goblin.

    The erotic comics are still being updated. Song Tingyu specially put them in a folder in the bookcase. She didn’t let Zhou Jinyuan see them. This is not the kind of Q-version comics before, but a realistic one.

    It took her several hours to paint each painting, making every detail of her and him exactly the same.

    From the sofa, balcony, bathroom, various postures, every day will not be without inspiration, but full of happiness.

    But on this day, Song Tingyu made a mistake.

    When she came back from outside, she saw Zhou Jinyuan sitting in the study reading her works leisurely, and her heart skipped a beat.

    The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of Zhou Jinyuan’s nose glowed with a unique metallic luster, and the lenses reflected light, blocking his deep eyes.

    “Um…” Song Tingyu raised her eyebrows and approached with some uncertainty.

    As soon as he walked to the desk, Zhou Jinyuan slapped the folder with his hand, raised his head and said, “The painting is good.”

    His tone rose, and Song Tingyu could easily tell that he was not angry, and she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

    Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly the world started to spin, and Zhou Jinyuan pulled his whole body into his arms.

    “Ah -” a short scream, a pair of big hands reached in from the hem of the clothes and touched the round balls.

    Zhou Jinyuan bit Song Tingyu’s ear and said, “What are you going to draw today?”

    Song Tingyu’s feet were trembling a little. Even though she was used to being intimate with men, she was still very sensitive.

    Without waiting for her answer, Zhou Jinyuan continued: “In this posture, I said, you draw it, eh?”

    Song Tingyu was stunned, this posture now?

    Paint now?

    She twitched her lips, but Zhou Jinyuan had already reached out and took out the pencil she usually used for drawing, and placed a piece of snow-white draft paper in front of her.

    Letting her hold the pen, the man began to take off his trousers.

    Song Tingyu was wearing a short skirt that was easy to get off today. Zhou Jinyuan pushed it gently and the skirt reached her waist, revealing the T-panties underneath.

    He kneaded it with his palms, and with a movement of his fingers, the T-pants separated.

    “Quickly draw!” He suddenly patted Song Tingyu’s buttocks.

    Song Tingyu, who was standing in front of the desk, was shocked. She took a deep breath, turned around and tried to seduce Zhou Jinyuan, asking him not to force her to do such a thing, “This… can’t be painted at all.”

    Zhou Jinyuan smiled softly, kissed Song Tingyu’s neck, and said, “Baby, there is nothing you can’t do.”

    He didn’t let Song Tingyu turn around at all, and semi-forced her to hold the pencil, lowering her body in preparation for drawing.

    “Spread your legs further…”

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