Chapter 89

"Well, well, let's sit down." Xia Yuanyuan greeted everyone and made a cup of tea for Yang Fen.

"This is..." Yang Fen looked at Zhou Ting, looked at Zhang Yue again, and said with an ambiguous smile: "Xiao Yue, your boyfriend"

"No, this is Zhou Ting and this is Yang Fen. Although she is several years older than me, I have to call her aunt Fen." Zhang Yue introduced.

"Hello, aunt Fen, I'm Zhou Ting." Zhou Ting nodded.

"Yes, it's OK. What's your relationship with Xiao Yue?" the woman was born with gossip. Seeing that Zhou Ting and Zhang Yue had a good relationship and had never heard of Zhou Ting, Yang Fen immediately asked.

"Didn't Xiaoyue almost die on duty before, and then was saved by Xiaoting. People cured Xiaoyue and now she's back." Xia Yuanyuan explained.

"Heroes save the United States. I think the young man is good, Xiao ting. You see, Xiao Yue is also good. Otherwise, I think you two are better than..." Zhang Yue smiled. Zhang Yue was immediately embarrassed.

"Aunt Fen, what did you say you were doing in the city? I didn't hear it clearly just now."

Hearing Zhang Yue's words, Yang Fenton blushed and turned white. Zhang Yue spat: "why, my aunt is not happy to help you talk to the media. I dare to make fun of my aunt."

"Xiaoyue, be polite. This is your aunt." Xia Yuanyuan said to her daughter.

"I'm worried about Aunt Fen." Zhang Yue muttered discontentedly.

"Well, well, you two talk in the living room first. Yang Fen, you come to my bedroom." Xia Yuanyuan waved to Yang Fen.

Yang Fen, who was originally discussing how to keep healthy with Xia Yuanyuan, immediately left with Xia Yuanyuan in case of amnesty.

Winking at Zhou Ting, Zhang Yue took Zhou Ting's hand and walked to his bedroom. Sitting on the soft big bed again, Zhang Yue giggled and said, "just now you reacted so fast that you almost showed your feet. You just took out your mobile phone and installed it back."

"The software for cutting fruit suddenly occurred to me that I had lost the factory settings that day." Zhou Ting said with a helpless wry smile.

Hearing the speech, Zhang Yue turned his eyes. Yu pointed at Zhou Ting's forehead and said softly, "fortunately, I haven't been found. I'll reward you one."

After saying that, the red lips leaned towards Zhou Ting's mouth. Zhou Ting responded warmly to Zhang Yue. Soon they held tightly together. Zhou Ting's big hands began to be irregular and groped on Zhang Yue.

Soon Zhang Yue's clothes were all taken off by Zhou Ting, revealing his perfect body. Looking at the smooth skin and the towering fat waves, Zhou Ting couldn't help swallowing his saliva. The evil fire that hadn't been vented before burned vigorously again.

"Whining -" finally, Zhang Yue couldn't bear it, and another provocative cry came out of her mouth. Zhou Ting couldn't bear it any more. He turned his body over and pressed Zhang Yue under his body and began his previous activities.

Zhang Yue's provocative cry also rippled away in the room.

They both guessed that Yang Fen and Zhang Yue had been talking with her mother for a long time, so their hearts were completely open. Feeling the fuller and fuller feeling, Zhang Yue also shouted heartlessly.

"Sister yuan, how do you maintain your skin? It's really enviable. If you hadn't been with your neighbors for so many years, I really thought you would be 30 years old this year." Yang Fen looked at Xia Yuanyuan's skin with envy.

As Yang Fen said, Xia Yuanyuan said with a smile, "there is no maintenance method. Go to the beauty salon once a month. If conditions permit, soak your body with milk steam..."

Listening carefully to Xia Yuanyuan's words, she asked at random, "sister yuan, how can your chest be so strong? It's really envious. My husband doesn't seem to be very interested in my body now."

"There's no good way. On weekdays, I rub it myself with some traditional Chinese medicine methods, and my bra is also because it's more corset, and it's actually sagging." no matter how good the maintenance method is, it's still hard to escape the waste of time, and Xia Yuanyuan also sighed.

"How do you massage? I'm so angry today. That broken beauty salon is really a dish. I won't go there again."

"People won't let you have a house. You want it. Let people get hold of it."

"Who can stand it? Besides, the beauty salon doesn't have much technology. Hey, sister yuan, listen to the sound." when I was discussing health preservation with Xia Yuanyuan in the room, I suddenly heard one in my ear and whispered.

"What's the sound?" Xia Yuanyuan asked with a frown.

The door of their bedroom was not closed. After Yang Fen fully opened the door, a slight sound came from Zhang Yue's room.

When they looked at each other and were worried about what happened to Zhang Yue, Xia Yuanyuan suddenly turned red. When she saw her daughter and Zhou Ting coming out of the room, she felt that her daughter was not normal and was very satisfied. At that time, she didn't believe what they would have. Now she suddenly heard this intermittent voice, and she immediately recognized her original idea.

Yang Fen didn't realize the situation inside. She crept closer, and her face turned red. She turned her head and looked at Xia Yuanyuan, but found that the latter had already covered her cheeks with red clouds.

With a joking smile on her face, Yang Fen gestured with her hands, and Xia Yuanyuan immediately turned her white eyes.

Want to pull Yang Fen back to the room, but Yang Fen was a little unhappy. She took Xia Yuanyuan's hand, fell in her ear and whispered, "what's the hurry? Let's listen."

"You are abnormal!" Xia Yuanyuan spat with a red face.

He smiled narrowly. Yang Fen took Xia Yuanyuan's hand and just approached Zhang Yue's bedroom door.

The tantalizing cry inside kept coming, and the hearts of the two people outside the door trembled. About twenty minutes later, Xia Yuanyuan forced Yang Fen into her bedroom.

"Why did you pull me back?" Yang Fen muttered discontentedly.

"Fuck you, what's your hobby?" Xia Yuanyuan said unhappily.

"What is the relationship between Zhou Ting and Xiao Yue? How can they do this?" Yang Fen asked, looking at Xia Yuanyuan curiously.

"How do I know that he is a friend, not a lover, with Zhou Ting?" Xia Yuanyuan was also a little annoyed. Her daughter ignored so many men for so many years. Now she is still at home and just fooled around with Zhou Ting.

"Hey hey, Xiaoyue is thirty this year. People say that women are thirty like wolves. Besides, it's normal that Xiaoyue hasn't had sex with men for so many years. Besides, listening to Xiaoyue's cry, Xiaoting's capital is obviously very strong." Yang Fen jokingly smiled and continued: "I said Sister yuan, or let Xiaoyue marry Xiaoting. Although he doesn't dress well, with brother Zhang's relationship, he can find him a good job."

"I'm also worried. The key problem is that there is a big difference in the ages of the two people. Besides, Xiaoting is not a person who climbs high. It seems that she still doesn't know what Yueer's father does. Moreover, Xiaoting is also very rich. According to Xiaoyue, she has made millions by treating a few rich people in a few days."

Hearing Xia Yuanyuan's words, Yang Fen couldn't help sighing: "I can make millions by treating a few people. Zhou Ting's medical skills are still very high. Why?"

"I don't know, but he saved my daughter. It should be good." Xia Yuanyuan doesn't know how Zhou Ting's medical skills are.

After another twenty minutes, there were still ups and downs in Zhang Yue's room, and the two women who listened were blushing.

"I said, sister yuan, is Xiaoyue really there with Zhou Ting? Why has it been so long and hasn't stopped?" Yang Fen's heart jumped and her face was ruddy. She is in her thirties and has reached the age of strong lust. Her husband not only hasn't had such combat effectiveness, but now seems to be less and less interested in her body.

Now she suddenly heard Zhang Yue's provocative cry. She had some desire for Zhou Ting in her heart. She forced her thoughts down and took a few deep breaths.

"How do I know? What are you worrying about?" the man inside was his own daughter. He looked at Yang Fen angrily and sat on the edge of the bed ignoring her.

"By the way, you said Zhou Ting was a doctor, right?" Yang Fen asked with a bright eye.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"I'll ask him if he has a good way to keep fit later. I'll share with you what I've found at that time." Yang Fen said with a smile.

Xia Yuanyuan had no opinion about this. Every woman wanted to be young forever and nodded to agree with Yang Fen.

"Then by the way, did he really spend so long with Xiaoyue?" Yang Fen continued.

Xia Yuanyuan was furious when she heard the speech. With her jade hand raised, she slapped Yang Fen on her hip and spat: "it's such a big man. I don't have a serious one yet. I don't want to beat him."

"Hey, sister yuan, I'm just curious. How could it take so long? Xiaoyue must be happy this time." Yang Fen giggled.

"You see, I won't kill you." Xia Yuanyuan closed the door and pushed Yang Fen towards the bed. They immediately frolicked on the bed.

An hour finally passed. Zhang Yuehong lay in bed with a red face and looked at Zhou Ting. Her eyes were full of satisfaction and tenderness.

"Xiao Ting, you're really powerful. You're killing me." Zhang Yue said softly, drawing a circle on Zhou Ting's chest with her fingers.

Zhou Ting hugged the beauty in his arms, smiled and said, "you just screamed so loudly that you're not afraid to be heard by your mother."

"Ah!" hearing Zhang Yuejiao's cry, she looked at Zhou Ting with a red face and hurriedly asked, "how loud did I shout just now?"

Looking at Zhang Yue with a worried face, Zhou Ting smiled in his heart, pinched her nose and said with a smile, "why, are you still embarrassed?"

"Fuck you, hurry up." Zhang Yue spat.

"It's not too big, just like when I was at my house. If your door has good sound insulation, it should not pass through the wall." Zhou Ting said truthfully.

"You're necrotic!" the little fist hit Zhou Ting on the chest, and Zhang Yue said discontentedly, "Why are you so heartless and heartless? I screamed loudly. You didn't make it all."

"Well, it's all my fault. Everything has happened, and your mother's room door is closed. The two-story door is protected. I'm sure I can't hear it." Zhou Ting smiled and comforted.

Hearing the speech, Zhang Yuexin let go a little. What Zhou Ting said is also somewhat reasonable.

Looking down at the muddy jungle, Zhang Yue's pretty face became more and more ruddy. He shook his big hand between Zhou Ting's legs and said, "it would be best if it were half smaller."

"Are you willing?" Zhou Ting asked with his hands wandering on Zhang Yue's fat wave, pinching the next two grapes.

"You're dead!" Zhang Yue's small fist hit Zhou Ting's shoulder again, and his head was deeply buried in Zhou Ting's arms.