Passion Bed Sergeant Daychi
Wh who?

As Daychi said last night. Finally they were on their way home to leave the Zang Residence from 7 pm last night and of course it is now 9 more hours until their car is not far from the Residence in Beijing.

Whuang-pun was already sound asleep with his head firmly in Daychi's lap which also closed his eyes because he was tired.one hand was on Whuang's waist which buried the beautiful face into her husband's hard stomach.

"Then they look so calm."

Inner Zuan revealed a smile from the corner of his lips staring at the rearview mirror of the car. He understood that the Serannya must be tired because it takes care of various problems in the city of Shanghai earlier.

Zuan focused on driving back with the cars the members behind continued to escort. They were already in the neighborhood of the Residence until the high Concrete seemed to rise from ignorance.

"Open the Gate!!!!"

The voice of the monitoring members had seen their car until the large Gate of the Residence was opened by two members who immediately lowered their heads respectfully letting the cars into this magnificent Mansion environment.

"Please, Master!"

"Hm." muttered Zuan drove slowly closer to the luxurious, circular building. The servants seemed to have gone out until the car stopped in front of them.

"Sergeants!" Zuan turned his head but neither Daychi nor Whuang moved.

"Sergeants! we have arrived." he said again a little hard until Daychi immediately moved slowly to open his eyes that looked drowsy.

"We're already in the residence.you can rest inside." said Zuan got out of the car and opened the door Daychi's car that wiped his face.

"Tonight's flowers are very comfortable sleeping on my thighs." cirque Daychi then switched to lifting Whuang's body lightly in a sturdy sling style Bridel-style.

"Maybe she's a bit of a bitch." Zuan looked at Whuang.

"Mostly eat." Daychi answered casually carrying Whuang past the servants who looked down happy Sergeant and Miss jelly had returned.

"Do you need anything?" the butler followed behind.

"No!"

Only then were they relieved to let Daychi take Whuang to the elevator to make it faster while Zuan was talking to Fang.

"What's wrong?"

"So the members at the Bilions House called if there was a big problem there" Fang replied looking worried.

"What problem?"

"Looks like Young Miss Elis is sick, do we have to tell Sergeant?!" Fang looks worried.

"I'll convey it. You guys get ready because the Sergeant won't let his daughter get sick like that."

"When do I sleep?!" fang replied tiredly but Zuan did not answer but walked towards the elevator. He was a little anxious that his Sersannya would leave Whuang alone in this House.

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Daychi. He had reached his magnificent spacious room reunited with the hot bed that became the place of the clash and the crazy battle of both.

"Emmm.. Ichi!" murmur Whuang tightly wrapped the sturdy neck after being laid on the bed.

"Hm. you sleep." whispered Daychi taking off the Coat that wrapped Whuang's body slowly unwilling to wake up the Night Flower.

"Go away! I'm gonna take your coat off."

"Hm?" Whuang sayu-sayu opened her beautiful eyes staring at the handsome face that was clearly plastered on her face.

"You're alive, aren't you?"

"Curtain!"

Whuang pushed Daychi's shoulder away from her and closed her eyes again. Daychi just took a deep breath then opened the two black Boots at Whuang's feet and also took off the woman's coat.

"ichi! hurry up, I'm sleepy!"

"Hm. I put this down first."

Daychi muttered down from the bed towards the changing room, making Whuang wait. He can't sleep without that warm hug let alone his usual.

"Thank!!!!"

"Just a moment!!!! you're screaming all night!!!" daychi's curse sounded irritated but Whuang chuckled instead.

"Hm."

Whuang waited by staring at the ceiling of his room which had black dragon and golden dragon paintings, looked beautiful and very manly adorning the room gradation.

"What exactly is all this necessary?"

"Very!"

The voice shot was from the direction of the Walkcloset where Daychi had changed clothes with a t-shirt and his shorts carrying the usual Whuang thin clothes.

"ichi! why the Dragon Clan? is that Yuchin also the Dragon Clan?"

"It was actually my grandfather who built that name and flow from the very first moment. The Yuchin Family is indeed known as the Dragon Nobles because I gave the name of the Clan I built into the Dragon Clan" Daychi answered up onto the bed staring at the ceiling Whuang looked at.

"Em..why are there Golden Dragons and Black Dragons?"

"Black dragon symbolizes arrogance and power! while the golden dragon is a Dragon that is believed to lower the talent of the Black Dragon and will always stay together even though the golden Dragon can be said to bring peace to the descendants of the Black Dragon."

Whuang mangosteen understood. So you could say the large Dragon Statue beside the Residence was symbolic of the powerful black Dragon.

"Then why are there so many other statues that surround your Dragon Statue outside of that?"

"There are lions, snakes and wolves.There is much more to prove that the people who stand around the Dragon leader are people who have dexterity that is undoubtedly their ability, he said, it's like the story of the early ancestor lengenda."

"Ouhh, so!" Whuang seemed to understand but actually he did not know about anything Daychi explained.

"You got it?"

"No!"

Daychi immediately bought his breath pulling Dress Whuang off until this beautiful scenery again greeted. His perverted soul came out instantly making Whuang smile ignorantly.

"You want to?" Whuang widened her smooth white thighs, provoking Daychi who would not bear it until the burly hand immediately slipped into the red triangular object.

"You're so naughty. hm?" hiss Daychi immediately grabbed Whuang's lips with his finger already stroking touchingly igniting the flames of passion that re-smouldered on the bodies of the two.

Whuang wriggling erotically stalling her arms also felt the mighty thing until Daychi grew wildly fondling her lips.

Drett...

Daychi's cell phone lit up making a noise but did not stop Daychi's heat stroke that ignored him.

However, again the phone rang making Whuang immediately release the pangutan with the breath of both hunting.

"You.."

"Look who called you!"

Daychi gave a rough breath immediately grabbing his phone under his feet there. The names of their members who specifically guard Elis make Daychi wonder.

"What's wrong?"

"Sergeants! Young Miss is sick and.."

"What's? how come? and since when?" daychi asked in succession with an anxious look that made Whuang flinch.

"A..What's up?" whuang asked but Daychi had gotten out of bed.

"From this afternoon. Sergeant!"

"Why did you just tell me now. ha??? if anything happens to her I won't let you breathe!!!!"

Whuang was confused. Why was Daychi so angry and suddenly left him here? is someone special?

His mind wondered at Daychi's heartily looking hurriedly changing clothes.

"You..where are you going?" whuang asked but Daychi did not answer who immediately came out with his dark face.

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