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Chapter eight hundred and ninety ninth good night

Chapter 899: A good night tonight

Even if she doesn't believe it, she can sit down and listen to the fortune teller's nagging, something will probably happen. Zhang Ke looked particularly weak today, and he didn't know what happened to her recently, or maybe there was something wrong at home.

The fortune teller didn't ask much, just looked at the face and talked about things, and said nothing more than saying that Zhai Danqing's life was full of luck and was bumpy in the first half of his life. Zhai Danqing asked what would happen in his future life. The fortune teller just shook his head and sighed, saying, "I will meet a noble person, but this noble person is useless to untie the knot in your heart in the second half of his life..."

Zhang Ke took out ten yuan from the ticket holder and handed it to the fortune teller, and walked towards the hotel side by side with Zhai Danqing.

"I shouldn't have made trouble by the side, otherwise I wouldn't have even heard a good word..." Zhang Ke saw Zhai Danqing depressed and smiled and relieved her.

"Of course I don't believe it," Zhai Danqing smiled, reluctantly, "When you are in a bad mood, you may be better if you listen to the fortune teller's words and expressions - does fortune teller make a living by observing words and expressions? Thinking about others observing words and expressions about you, you will always feel more comfortable without observing words and expressions about others."

"Do I need you to observe your expressions?" Zhang Ke helped Zhai Danqing push open the glass door of the hotel lobby. When they entered the hotel, Ma Hailong and others would not follow each other in close proximity, and they all went back to their room to rest first.

"No, isn't the fortune teller saying that you are the noble person I met?" Zhai Danqing patted his forehead and sighed softly, "What's wrong with me today? Maybe I'm having a very bad cold. I'm talking nonsense, I don't know what I'm talking about."

"Relax, let me tell me what happened," Zhang Ke smiled and gently pushed Zhai Danqing's soft shoulder into the room. "I'll take medicine for you. After taking medicine, I'll sleep for a while and get up tomorrow and feel satisfied..." Let Zhai Danqing sit down on the sofa in the living room. He walked in to get the medicine, poured a cup of hot water, walked out and handed it to her, and said with a smile, "I like you like this, I can take care of you. I always feel that you don't need anyone to take care of you on weekdays. It's not good for women to give others too strong."

"Is there any?" Zhai Danqing looked at Zhang Ke with beautiful eyes open, and suddenly said something that scared her herself, "Then you feed me..."

"Open your mouth..."

Zhai Danqing looked at Zhang Ke's slender fingers holding pills and handed them to his lips, and involuntarily opened his red lips. He felt his soft fingers touching his soft lips. His heart and soul swelled slightly. He opened his mouth and drank a sip of water. However, the pills stuck in his throat and couldn't swallow them. He even drank a few sips of water before swallowing them. His mouth was bitter and he frowned and said to Zhang Ke: "I hate taking medicine. I often can't swallow it. My mouth will be bitter for a long time."

Zhai Danqing leaned over and Zhang Ke took another sip of water, bent down, unbuttoned his shoe buckle, and felt dizzy, so he paused for a moment.

"You want me to help you?"

Zhai Danqing looked at Zhang Ke and saw that his clear eyes were very charming. He felt that his heart was soft and there was no strength to struggle. He stretched his feet towards Zhang Ke. He watched him squat down and stretched his hand to hold his ankle, gently dragging the crystal high heels away and put them aside with gentle and considerate movements. Zhai Danqing thought to himself, forget it, let him take off his stockings, and he didn't take his feet back.

Zhang Ke looked up at Zhai Danqing. Perhaps because of the cold and fever on her unparalleled face, or perhaps for other reasons, her cheeks were blushed, her clear eyes were filled with blurred pupils, her hands poked in from the hem of her skirt, touching the smooth and amazing skin, which made people fascinated. When she touched the edge of the stockings, she gently picked up her fingers, rubbed her gently toes and helped her take off the stockings. She was so sad, but she pressed her hands and didn't stretch her upwards anymore. She looked at her white toes and her white feet were only big in the palm of her palm.

The little girl was extremely beautiful, and she gently held it, and it was cold. She held one of her feet that took off her stockings and placed it on the sofa. Her slender and straight feet were like exquisite sculptures. Zhang Ke turned around and held her another ankle, helped her take off her shoes, and pulled off her stockings. Since she was half-squatting, she could see that she was wearing lilac underwear in her skirt. Even though her heart was moved by Zhai Danqing's weak beauty and she was irrepressible desires, she could not ask her for anything when she was depressed, so she would be too inconsiderable.

Pulling off the stockings, Zhai Danqing curled up lazily on the sofa, feeling a sense of extreme softness in her heart, and she had no way to struggle, and said to Zhang Ke: "I answered my father's call the day before yesterday..."

"Well..." Zhang Ke was a little puzzled. Seeing that there was no particularly sad look on her face, nothing might have happened at home, but the corners of her eyes were moist. She sat on the sofa, picked up her calves, and placed them on her knees.

"It's been ten years. Every year during the Spring Festival, I'm careful when I enter my house during the Spring Festival, for fear that my dad will get angry and pick up the dishes and smash them. I'm as tough as my dad, and I'm always going to suffer a big loss and never look back." Zhai Danqing held his face with both hands and whispered softly, "In recent years, neighbors have asked me to do a lot of things, but there are few people who say good things behind me. Maybe what I say is even more vicious than I imagined - my dad has made trouble with neighbors for this, and of course he doesn't want to pay attention to my daughter who embarrassed him. I suddenly called me the day before yesterday, "A tear dripped out of her fingers, and she still buried her face with her hands, "There's nothing else,"

I just said that my mother's arthritis on her legs was better, and she walked on the river embankment. There were commendation banners that the masses hanged spontaneously, and some praised our hotel. There was a fortune teller in the river embankment. My mother asked the fortune teller to do my life for me, saying that I had more twists and turns in the first half of my life and would enjoy the rest of my life. In short, there were more good things than the fortune teller just now. I didn't say anything else, and I made a phone call for less than two or three minutes. I was so stupid that I didn't know what to say, so I asked my father to hang up the phone. Do you think my father thinks I have any opinions about him? I have always wanted to find someone to talk about this, otherwise I would feel uncomfortable in my heart."

Zhang Ke gently opened her hand and saw crystal clear tears hanging on her delicate and beautiful face. He held her face and kissed her gently, licked a tear in his mouth, and said, "It's a bit salty."

"Of course the tears are salty," Zhai Danqing burst into tears and laughed. "My dad said that I finally entered a decent unit. He didn't know that you are a bastard... a bastard!" The last "bastard" was very light, and Zhang Ke almost pressed his ear to her lips before he could hear it.

Zhang Ke reached out and hugged her slender and soft waist and asked softly: "Just just now, the fortune teller said that you have a mole on the lower body that someone who is not the closest person cannot see. Have you beaten him up..."

"Do you want to see?" Zhai Danqing put his hand gently on Zhang Ke's shoulder. He could feel the scorching breath coming out of his nose, spraying on his slightly exposed bones. He looked at his charming eyes, "Is it okay today? I just think I was seriously ill today, and after today I think nothing happened?"

Zhang Ke picked up Zhai Danqing, his body was not heavy, so he asked her to sit on his lap, hold her face, and kiss her, and she could gradually respond enthusiastically.

Zhang Ke carried Zhai Danqing to the bedroom, untied her skirt, and only wore light purple underwear, like silk satin, soft long hair spread out, her face was like flowers in full bloom, her eyes were blurred and deep and seductive. Her white skiing body was lined up in the silk bedding, with an extremely gorgeous beauty - Zhai Danqing's beauty is gorgeous, her slender and plump round long legs are white and smooth, and there is no flaw.

Zhang Ke gently patted the beauty beneath her and asked her to turn over.

Zhai Danqing looked at Zhang Ke in confusion. Although she has been very cautious about men over the years, she is in such an environment and is influenced by her eyes and is also clear about men and women. She knows that the posture of men and women is turning over and lying up and slacking up her butts. She thought that this ball would not be more considerate for the first time? She insisted on posing such a shameful posture.

"What's wrong? Didn't you agree to let me see the mole on your lower body?" Zhang Ke asked softly in Zhai Danqing's ear.

Zhai Danqing felt shyness in his heart, and he wanted to get into Zhang Ke's body, holding his head, pressing his face against his thumping chest, and whispering: "You can't see it behind you."

Zhang Ke was sliding down and going to see the mole. Zhai Danqing hugged his waist desperately and refused to let him see it. His hands couldn't use any force.

Zhai Danqing entangled Zhang Ke like a four-legged octopus and let the two grow together from now on. It felt so wonderful, with a lot of waves surging towards him.

Zhang Ke hugged Zhai Danqing in his arms and said softly in her ear: "You use less force..." Seeing her confused look on her face, he said, "You use too hard, how can I move?"

"Ah..." Zhai Danqing let go of her hand, feeling like an ignorant little girl willingly cheating on a big pervert. She held her hot face in her hand, and her legs that were tense and slim and ass also drooped.

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