Chapter 882 (1/2)

The bitter sand makes my face ache~

Like a father's scolding and a mother's crying, it will never be forgotten~

Now I like to play with three people~

Take off your clothes, lie on the table and play cosplay~

……

He said that this pain in the wind and rain is nothing, wiping away tears and dreams!

Lao Yan not only likes to play role-playing, but also is an expert in fantasy YY. He can often be gloomy in his YY world.

At the moment, he was carrying a belt in one hand and pressing a girl's body with the other hand. The girl next to him was cheering.

I feel like an excellent sailor, standing on the deck facing the wind and waves, raising my head proudly, letting the wind and waves beat on my body and hit my body hard.

Let your own world, only the storm!

It feels very good~

In fact, Lao Yan always had a sailor dream. He always wanted to be a sailor and find his first dream on the vast and endless ocean.

It was only the reality of life that he couldn't help it, and he came to this point step by step.

Although I didn't achieve my original dream, it's not bad. At least now I have two beauties around me. Who can have this treatment? How many people are enjoying it like Lao Yan at the moment?

Lao Yan is a supreme enjoyment.

All this, can be his own struggle, did not rely on anyone.

Lao Yan didn't feel guilty at all. He didn't feel that he shouldn't enjoy these. These are what Lao Yan should get.

Facing the wind and waves, Lao Yan crazily hugged the horse in front of him, crying and riding crazily~

After a violent impact, Lao Yan lay paralyzed on the girl, and the girl behind was still cheering and winding Lao Yan with her own aroma.

Want to completely make old Yan have no strength, this is willing.

That's their job~

Old Yan pushed away the girl in front of him and let himself breathe.

It's fun, but it's really tiring physical work~

Lao Yan staggered to the bedroom and lit a cigarette.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Lao Yan nodded with satisfaction.

Wearing a wig, is it still handsome? It means a little young.

Lao Yan was smelling beautiful when the phone suddenly rang.

Lao Yan looked down and saw that it was Zhiyong.

Now he is upset when he sees Zhiyong's name. He never thought that Zhiyong is so useless and bad. Don't think about it. Calling him must be complaining~

Originally, he was not going to answer the phone, but after thinking about it, he prepared a pile of words to scold Zhiyong and picked it up.

”Big brother, no good...” there was a weak voice on the phone.

The voice had no confidence. It was like a big yellow girl being pressed on the ground a hundred times. I felt that I could burp fart if I said more words.

”Cao, who are you? Where's Zhiyong?” old Yan didn't really hear the little brother's voice and frowned.

”Brother, I'm Liang Zi!”

”Liangzi?” Lao Yan quickly responded. This Liangzi was the little brother who had arranged for Zhiyong at the beginning!