023 Caring and cheating

Noon, restaurant.

Zhang Shaoyang and Liu Mengmeng sat opposite each other, eating and chatting.

As if he had just discovered the wedding ring on her hand, Zhang Shaoyang asked, "Is this a wedding ring, are you married?"

"Well, it's been almost a year."

"..." He was mentally prepared, but when he heard her confession, he still felt a block in his heart, "Are you happy? Is that person treating you well?"

okay? Liu Mengmeng hesitated.

According to common sense, Song Peng is good to her. She lost her job and didn't put any pressure on her. There was almost no quarrel between the two of them. Everything seemed to be fine except that they didn't have sex. Is it a couple?

It was only a moment of hesitation, but he could not avoid Zhang Shaoyang's eyes. If you are a criminal police officer, if you don't have this vision, you might as well change careers as soon as possible to save yourself from harming others.

When we met just now, all the happiness and excitement were not fake. He liked Liu Mengmeng for many years. In the past, people were timid and timid, and they didn't dare to speak out when they were full of thoughts. She regarded him as a younger brother, and he knew it. He wanted to wait until each other was older, until he could bear the bad outcome, but before that, they were separated because of a relocation.

It is true that he likes Liu Mengmeng, and it is really sad to know that she is married. He is no longer a cowardly child, and he is fully prepared, but he has no chance to get close to her. When escorting the thief back to the bureau, Zhang Shaoyang couldn't even squeeze out a wry smile.

Just as long as she's doing well, right? He can pretend that he has never been moved, and that he can meet her as often as before, and it is enough to chat. But now, Liu Mengmeng's wandering eyes made Zhang Shaoyang smell a trace of disobedience. He asked himself, if she was not happy, what should she do?

In the silence, Liu Mengmeng tucked the hair in his ear, and changed the topic a little bluntly, "Don't always say me, how have you been in the past few years? By the way, I haven't asked you to settle the account for what you say doesn't count. , I agreed to come to find me, but not only did you not come, but I couldn't even find you, so where did you hide?"

"In those years, my health was not very good, and I couldn't go out and run around. Did you really find me?"

Liu Mengmeng was stunned and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Are you better now?"

"It's not a big deal." Zhang Shaoyang smiled and refilled her a glass of juice, "It's been a long time ago, I can run and dance now, haven't you seen it all."

"Did you hurt your leg? Uncle Li just said you..."

Zhang Shaoyang interrupted her, "It's alright, don't worry. Why are you still nagging like a little old lady, your problem has not changed!"

Although he complained, the smile was straight to the bottom of his eyes, Liu Mengmeng was a little embarrassed by him, and glared at him, "My fault doesn't make you angry, if you weren't so naughty, I would be able to live every day. Chasing after you?"

The barrier created by time gradually melted away in the chatter and laughter. After the meal, Zhang Shaoyang sent Liu Mengmeng home. The two of them talked and laughed all the way, until she went upstairs, and his face sank.

Liu Mengmeng was not wary of him, and in just a few words, she explained a lot about her situation. Her husband's name, age, job, and even the basic family situation are almost the same, but he always feels that something is wrong. Every time Song Peng is mentioned, Liu Mengmeng is always a little uncomfortable. There must be something wrong. He has to check it out, otherwise he won't worry about it.

Not to mention what Zhang Shaoyang did when he went back, on this gloomy afternoon, at An Qian's house, a naked man and woman were lingering on the sofa.

Song Peng sat on the sofa with his legs spread wide, and An Qian went up and down with her back to him.

An Qian is a delicate woman, from head to toe, every inch is beautifully cared for, even her pubic hair is trimmed into a regular inverted triangle, her moist little pussy is swallowing Song Peng's cock, and her long hair is like clouds Smooth and swaying, "Honey...I can't do it...I'm so tired!"

With his consent, An Qian was lying on the sofa, her round buttocks raised high, facing the erect genitals behind her. As soon as the big meat stick was inserted into the end, Song Peng supported her waist and vigorously moved, "Little lazy cat, you're tired after only a few moves, how dare you think I'm not enough with your physical strength? Shouldn't I fuck you alive?"

"Hate... don't say that word... they miss you... ah... tap... darling... tap... you're going to ruin me!"

"Which word?" Song Peng asked knowingly, "Fuck?"

An Qian moaned as her pussy tightened.

Her family education was very strict, and she never uttered a single swear word since she was a child, but since she met Song Peng, she realized that swear words are also attractive. Of course, as a lady, she never refused to admit, "You're bad... and say it!"

"You're afraid to tell me even if you let me fuck your little pussy? Qian Qian, your little pussy is so tight and tender, it's so fun to fuck, I want to fuck you like this every day! Uh, it's so tight!"

She reached a climax in the stimulation of lewd words, and Song Peng also reached the limit, and shot out thick sperm in the fierce confrontation.An Qian lay in his arms contentedly. She loved this man from the moment she saw him.

He is gentle, shrewd and capable, and always treats people and things just right. Later, when he got into bed, he knew that this gentle man would also become a beast, bringing her infinite passion and excitement. By his side, both psychological and physical can be obtained.Great satisfaction, so even if he married another woman, she didn't want to leave.

Putting a kiss around his neck, An Qian asked, "Darling, when will you divorce?"