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Except for drinking some wine at the company's reception, Zhao Ya had never had any alcoholic beverages. It was different today. Yang Ding came and she wanted to drink.

The beloved one whom I haven’t seen for a long time is here. It’s time to drink. The beloved has someone’s heart, so Zhao Ya should drink too.

Yang Ding drank as much as Zhao Ya drank, no less.

Yang Ding couldn't stand it anymore. Zhao Ya was hurting her body. Why would a woman drink so much? She had emotions to vent, but she couldn't bear to be so drunk.

"Zhao Ya, please stop drinking. If you have one more drink, I will drink two."

Zhao Ya stared at Yang Ding and gently stroked her hair over her ears.

"I'm happy, but I can't drink. I haven't seen you for so long, and you make me sad when I see you. Can I stop drinking?"

Zhao Ya was very serious, her face was already red, and after drinking, she was all bold.

Zhao Dagang said immediately, "Okay Ya'er, you are a girl, what if you drink again? Yang Ding also cares about you."

Zhao Ya put down her wine glass and rubbed her temples, "You guys eat, I'm full."

Zhao Ya was obviously in a mood, and she didn't express it even though she didn't drink. She had a lot to say now, but she just wanted to talk to Yang Ding alone. Her parents were around and they weren't allowed to drink, so Zhao Ya could only leave and go back to her room.

Seeing this, Zhao Dagang raised his cup and said, "Come Yang Ding, let's drink together. This girl is spoiled, don't laugh."

Everyone knows why Zhao Ya loses her temper and understands it tacitly, so no one can laugh.

Yang Ding picked up the cup and clinked it with Zhao Dagang, "It's okay, it's all my fault,"

The room where Yang Ding stayed at night was next to Zhao Ya's boudoir. Yang Ding lightly glanced at the closed door, entered his room, and contacted Liu Ping.

There was no surprise. Liu Ping readily agreed. Although he didn't know how early he could be released from prison, Yang Ding knew that Zhao Daqing had saved half his life this time.

Yang Ding leaned on the bed and thought, in fact, Liu Ping was pretty good to him. He couldn't have done many things without Liu Ping's help. Yang Ding really didn't know how to evaluate Liu Ping.

In fact, the relationship between him and him, how should I put it, the husband of his godmother's sister, is indeed too far apart, but Liu Ping still regards himself as a junior in the family.

Yang Ding really didn't know the truth about Gao Yi's case, and what kind of image and position Liu Ping had in his heart.

With a click, the door opened directly.

Yang looked towards the door.

Zhao Ya was wearing a nightgown hanging on her body, her face was still pretty red, and she was looking at herself charmingly.

"Can I come in,"

Yang Ding pointed to Zhao Ya's feet, "Didn't you come in already? This is your home. You can go anywhere. Sit down."

There was a stool in the room, but Zhao Ya didn't seem to see it and sat directly next to Yang Ding, that is, sitting on the edge of the bed.

The nightgown is very thin and smooth, but the bottom of the nightgown does not completely cover Zhao Ya's thighs. Half of her fair skin is exposed. Erlang's legs are raised, which makes the two plump and white thighs exude youthfulness. vitality.

The snow-white shoulders are also exposed, and the skin is as if it can be broken by a blow, which makes people want to ravage it.

The two of them said nothing more and remained silent for five minutes.

Zhao Ya straightened her chest, "Yang Ding, do you like women with big breasts? How about I go and have my breasts augmented?"

Yang Ding looked at Zhao Ya's chest. It looked much more protruding from the side than from the front. He remembered that he had told Zhao Ya before that a flat chest could equal the world. It seemed that she still cared so much.

A woman's breasts are as important as her face. Although it is not possible to sustain passion and caress for an hour by actually touching them in the hands, they are also a woman's capital.

An electric current suddenly flashed in Yang Ding's mind, why is Zhao Ya not wearing underwear?

The petite and exquisite "cherries" are as moist and tender as the spring dew in the morning.

If Zhao Ya's nightgown were smaller, these two pitiful cherries would definitely show their true beauty.

Yang Ding didn't care about the size of her breasts. He stared at the two protruding points on Zhao Ya's chest and replied calmly, "No, it's fine just like this. Nature is beautiful, nature is true,"

Zhao Ya suddenly made a move and climbed onto the bed. Like a docile little animal, she spread her legs, knelt down on her knees, and placed her hands firmly on Yang Ding's shoulders.

The nightgown suddenly fell down, and the neckline had a large slit. The sudden "vacuum" made Yang Ding's eyes light up.

An inverted hill appeared in front of Yang Ding. Although this hill was petite, it was so beautiful.

Looking inside from the neck, Yang Ding could see everything except the "pavilion" on the mountain peak which was blocked.

Looking at Zhao Ya's face again, the ruddy color on her face was no longer caused by alcohol, but by the fragrant smell filling the room.

Zhao Ya's expression was shy but full of passion, a passion that she wanted to release.

She twisted her hips slightly and swayed her whole body. The posture of Zhao Ya's body made Yang Ding a little intoxicated. It was like a dynamic 3D picture praising her beautiful dance in front of Yang Ding.

Yang Ding is not a timid person. He has seen a lot of this kind of scene. He and his women are passionate in bed, and there are no crazy fights with different tricks.

There was nothing to think about. Yang Ding's hands began to move unconsciously. He put his hands on Zhao Ya's waist. It felt so comfortable. Yang Ding enjoyed the friction pleasure brought by the nightgown to his palms. Slowly, he moved towards her. Remove from above.

Zhao Ya shook her hair. Her short hair had grown to medium length. The gentle shake coupled with her charming and seductive movements made Yang Ding almost avoid a nosebleed.

Yang Ding's hands formed into claws and lurked under Zhao Ya's inverted peaks, ready to go. Yang Ding's eyes and Zhao Ya's eyes met in the air, and the oxygen in the air seemed to burn, crackling, and their eyes It was like a ball of ** was burning.

Zhao Ya's moist tongue came out from her heels and gently licked her upper lips, her eyes becoming more and more blurred.

Yang Ding no longer had any consciousness. He felt that his hands were not in control. He activated it instantly and tightly grabbed Zhao Ya's not too big breasts. Just because they were the right size, both of Zhao Ya's small buns fell into Yang Ding's clutches. .

Yang Ding's palms were like holding two balls of fire, very hot and exciting.

Kneading it vigorously, Yang Ding found that there was not much difference between small breasts and large breasts. They were both made of the same material, and they felt no different to the touch. One of them could not be held, while the other was pinched.

She didn't seem to be able to bear the touch through her nightgown. Yang Ding's hands had long since lost control. He slowly picked up Zhao Ya's nightgown, and all of her thighs emerged. What followed was a "D" character. Underwear.

She didn't wear anything on her upper body, but Zhao Ya still took some precautions on her lower body.

Yang Ding's current target was Zhao Ya's breasts, so he continued to grab the nightgown. Zhao Ya also cooperated, shrank her whole body back, and got out of the clothes.

Now Zhao Ya's upper body is smooth and fair, and the two little cherries on her chest are so shy, which makes people feel pity.

Yang Ding's saliva was about to flow from the corners of his mouth, because Zhao Ya's expression was completely different from the woman before him. Zhao Ya was not a majestic woman like Mulan, let alone a sexy woman like Du Jiani, so her expression and movements made Yang Ding It's a sight to behold, and it has a unique flavor.

"Yang Ding, I will give my body to you today. It doesn't matter whether you want me or not in the future."

While Zhao Ya was talking, she slowly took off her little T-string underwear.

Zhao Ya's eyes were always looking at Yang Ding. Zhao Ya was also very nervous about her extraordinary performance today, but with the help of wine and courage, Zhao Ya wanted to give everything to Yang Ding.

Yang Ding gave the Zhao family prosperity and gave himself a warm home.

So there is nothing wrong. Yang Ding can do whatever he wants. Even if Yang Ding doesn't want to do anything, Zhao Ya will take the initiative to sacrifice herself. After all, she has feelings for Yang Ding. She has feelings for Yang Ding and wants to repay her kindness. No matter what she does, it is not too much. .

Yang Ding said, "Don't regret it. I have said everything I should have said just now. I will get married next year. Zhao Ya, you should be a young girl. There is no need for this. I really don't feel that I have done anything for your Zhao family." No matter what outstanding contribution you have made, don’t remember such a great kindness. At least the emotions between us, let them go with the wind, time can change everything,"

Zhao Ya's last layer of bottom line has been removed. Sitting on Yang Ding's lap, Zhao Ya lets Yang Ding play with her at will.

Zhao Ya gritted her teeth and groaned softly, relaxing her body to cater to Yang Ding.

Zhao Ya began to help Yang Ding undress, and Yang Ding felt funny because of her clumsy manner. The passion she had just put in had subsided, and Yang Ding felt a little guilty, wondering if he was taking advantage of others.

Yang Ding suddenly took Zhao Ya's hand.

Zhao Ya saw Yang Ding grabbing her hard to prevent her from continuing to help him take off his clothes. She frowned and looked at Yang Ding, "What's wrong?"

Yang Ding gently helped Zhao Ya aside, sat up, lowered his head slightly, and put his hands on his knees.

After taking a breath, Yang Ding said, "Zhao Ya, you drank too much tonight. Let's calm down. Otherwise, you will regret it if you wake up tomorrow."

Zhao Ya looked at Yang Ding blankly, what time was it now? The two of them had been rolling on the bed for so long, and Yang Ding suddenly said this.

Zhao Ya said, "No, I won't regret it. Come on," Zhao Ya looked like she was about to pounce.

Zhao Ya's tone was very firm, but Yang Ding did not listen to her.

Yang Ding looked at Zhao Ya expressionlessly, and gently blocked his head with his hand, signaling to keep a distance from Zhao Ya.

Yang Ding picked up Zhao Ya's nightgown on the bed and put it on her body, "Put it on, you drank too much tonight. Actually think about it seriously, are you doing it because of my help to your family, or because of my help to your family?" You are interested in me, that’s why you are like this, think about it, I don’t want you to regret it, you are a good woman,”

Yang Ding handed over a glass of water from the bedside, "Drink some, sober up."

Zhao Ya's cold face was a shame for a woman. Although Yang Ding was doing it for her own good, Zhao Ya was naked. Isn't this a hot face pressed against a cold butt? She felt sad for a while, so she quickly put on her nightgown and took it. Yang Ding handed over the water and walked out of the room without saying a word.