137 followed the puffing Mo Qianni all the way to the third floor of the apartment, and came to a green safety door, Mo Qianni took the key to open the door, and said: "You are the first man to enter the door here, you can thank your ancestors for eight lifetimes, you are cheap!"

"If I had known my ancestors, I would have thanked them. Yang Chen pouted and said, "Isn't it, I don't know who my parents are."

Taking off his shoes and walking into the one-bedroom apartment that Mo Qianni rented alone, Yang Chen smelled a fragrant light lemon fragrance.

As soon as the lights were turned on, the furnishings of the room came into view, including a simple moon-white sofa, a wall-mounted silver-gray 42-inch TV, and a basin of daffodils on a glass coffee table. The floor-to-ceiling windows are covered by light gray tassel curtains, and a refrigerator stands near the kitchen.

The kitchen is full of pots and pans, and all kinds of condiments are scattered and scattered, and there are many types of hot sauces alone, which are very eye-catching.

The whole house is simply furnished, but it doesn't look empty because there are so many cluttered things scattered around the corner.

The most important things are all kinds of paper documents, which are thrown everywhere like scattered flowers, as well as various fashion magazines, newspapers and pamphlets, which are placed on tables, chairs, sofas, and floors.

Yang Chen's first image is that he lives a simple life, often cooks, works hard, and is not informal, which is very in line with Mo Qianni's intuitive feelings for him.

Mo Qianni's face was slightly red, she also realized that the room was a little messy, so she walked to the refrigerator in disguise, took out mineral water from it and poured a cup for Yang Chen, and said: "I live alone, anyway, there are no guests, not very tidy, but nothing dirty." ”

Yang Chen naturally didn't care much about this, and pointed to the sofa and said, "I'll sleep here tonight, I think this sofa is big enough." ”

"It's okay, I wanted to lay you a floor, I'll get you a quilt later, it's very cold here at night. Mo Qianni nodded, turned around and walked into the bedroom.

Yang Chen yawned, saw a lot of magazines scattered on the sofa, walked over and leaned over to remove these magazines, so that he could sleep comfortably.

But as soon as he opened an autumn clothing magazine, a small black thing suddenly appeared under Yang Chen's nose......

If you're not mistaken, this is a pair of women's erotic panties, with a black lace pattern and tulle design that makes the panties look as if they were transparent, while the T-BACK style makes the middle of the panties look extraordinarily slender, all the way around the back of the hips like a thin ribbon.

Yang Chen swallowed his saliva, and the appearance of Mo Qianni's plump buttocks wrapped in this panty came to his mind...... Oh no, these panties can't be covered at all! Two white buttocks will drown that poor little ribbon!

Girls wear such underwear definitely not to protect some parts of themselves, but purely to seduce men to see some parts of themselves.

Women are contradictory creatures, their underwear is like the secret of their hearts, hidden tightly, but they are eager to be glimpsed by men......

Mo Qianni is undoubtedly a single beautiful woman, and in the eyes of many people, she is a strong woman who is strict with herself and does not tolerate blasphemy, she has never heard of her having a boyfriend, or having an affair with a man, and many employees in the company even think that this charming female boss is a lesbian and does not like men. But she buys and wears such underwear, and some of the underlying emotions contained in it must also be her secret.

In order not to be too embarrassed to wait, Yang Chen felt that it was better to put the underwear elsewhere as if it was better to look at nothing, and looked at the bedroom door, Mo Qianni had not moved, Yang Chen quickly picked up the underwear.

The feeling of the small underwear tentacles is very soft, and it should be very comfortable to stick to the sensitive parts of women, and Yang Chen can even smell a strong body fragrance of Mo Qianni.

As a normal man, Yang Chen immediately had a physiological reaction, and the little brother below was a little swollen, after all, as long as he thought of Mo Qianni's body wearing such underwear, it was difficult to think about it.

Just when Yang Chen was hesitating where to hide his underwear, Mo Qianni, who was holding a towel blanket, suddenly flashed out from the bedroom door!

"Yang Chen, you just use ......"

Halfway through Mo Qianni's words, her eyes were instantly locked on Yang Chen's small black object that she hadn't had time to hide.

Yang Chen was also confused for a while, thinking about it, and didn't notice Mo Qianni's sudden appearance.

Both of them stood stunned at this time, especially Mo Qianni, after a moment of stunned, her face burned red, and her moist eyes flashed with nervousness, shame, and confusion, just like an active volcano before the eruption!

Yang Chen's smile was more ugly than crying, now it's okay, he grabbed other people's little underwear in a daze, and he was caught!

When Yang Chen was ready to endure a bombardment, Mo Qianni didn't shout unexpectedly, but walked forward with a complicated expression, put the blanket on the sofa, walked in front of Yang Chen, grabbed her little secret from Yang Chen's hand, put it in the palm of her hand, bit her lip, and asked in a daze: "Color, haven't you seen a woman's underwear?"

"I've seen it, but I've never seen it so good-looking. "I've seen it all, I've smelled it, and I'm afraid of something!

When Mo Qianni heard this, a pair of eyes sparkled, her delicate face was about to drip out, and her heart and liver were pounding, but she couldn't help asking, "It's really good-looking?"

"Well, it's a good match for you. ”

"you, you haven't seen me go through, how do you know it's a good match for me?"

As soon as she finished saying this, Mo Qianni realized that something was wrong, as if she was asking him to see what she was wearing, she was ashamed and wanted to get into the cracks in the ground!

Yang Chen also felt the ambiguity between the two, which made him feel strange that such an abrupt conversation was very natural, and it didn't make him feel uncomfortable.

After calming down, Yang Chen didn't avoid anything anymore, and said with a smile: "If you really want to wear it to me, I don't care, it's a big deal if I don't say it." ”

"Think beautifully, let your wife wear it for you!" Mo Qianni gave him a roll of her eyes, walked to the bathroom with her little underwear, and said by the way: "I want to take a bath, if you are tired, go to bed first, and if you want to watch TV, put it yourself." ”

Mo Qianni's bathroom was opposite her bedroom, and the door was invisible from the living room, so even if Yang Chen was there, she didn't shy away from anything, and generously took the change of clothes and walked in.

Yang Chen sorted out the magazines on the sofa, turned off the energy-saving lamp in the living room, and lay down comfortably, too lazy to take off his clothes, casually covered the towel blanket, and began to brew pajamas.

Not long after, Yang Chen's sensitive ears heard the sound of "whooshing" water from the bathroom, and just now he saw Mo Qianni's personal small objects, which were aroused by the slightest evil fire, and when he heard the sound of bathing water at this moment, it was inevitable that the picture of Mo Qianni stripped naked and submerged in the bathtub appeared.

At midnight, in the quiet small apartment, a man and a woman had some ambiguous friction with each other just now, and if something happened next, it actually seemed logical......

Of course, Yang Chen just thought about it casually, if he really wanted to break into the bathroom to do something, not to mention that it would be difficult to meet in the company in the future, and if he went to Lin Ruoxi, he might be turned upside down.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Chen gradually calmed down his churning mind, listened to the sound of water, and gradually fell asleep......

……

After more than half an hour, the door of the bathroom was quietly opened, Mo Qianni walked out softly with a snow-white towel and double flip-flops, looked at Yang Chen who was asleep on the sofa, and confirmed that Yang Chen was not looking at him, so he walked into his room and closed the door.

In the bedroom, Mo Qianni ripped off the only white towel on her body and threw it on the floor at random, and the soft pale yellow light hit the woman's flushed silky skin, revealing a lustrous luster.

Facing the dressing mirror, Mo Qianni quietly looked at her exposed pink and delicate body, tall figure, plump and straight snow peaks, tight waist, round and straight buttocks, and the whole body presented a soft and full curve, just like the perfect ivory artwork of the golden section, so impeccable.

Brushing her wet long hair, Mo Qianni muttered to herself: "Mo Qianni, Mo Qianni, you always look at what you do, what is there to narcissism, no matter how good-looking it is, you can see it yourself......"

"What? You said you missed a man?"

"Less...... What's so good about a stinky man, he appreciates himself, this is called self-confidence!"

After muttering a few words to herself, Mo Qianni began to be naked, sat on Simmons's big bed, wiped her hair, and put on a pink nightdress with a little childishness on herself.

While absentmindedly wiping her hair, Mo Qianni looked at the door from time to time.

This is the first time I have brought a man to my house, and I don't understand why I suddenly sent him an invitation, is it because he sends himself back and goes back at night, seeing that he is too tired, I feel pitiful? Or is it because of ...... Too many years alone, alone in an empty room, feeling too lonely and need someone to accompany you?

No, no, how can I be afraid of being lonely? I have survived alone since I was a child, what is this loneliness! I must look at him pitiful!

But why did he invite this man to come, and why was he so happy when he agreed to spend the night here?

He's the husband of his good sister, what if there is a misunderstanding? I obviously hated him before......

What is he doing now? Is he sleeping? Or is he thinking about things? Is he dreaming?

Mo Qianni felt that her heart was very messy, obviously it was so late, and she should have a good rest after working for a week, but as long as she thought of the man sleeping in the living room outside the door, lying on the sofa where she usually sat and read magazines, she had the urge to take a look.

Why do you want to go out and see him so much?

Mo Qianni thought about it and found a very reliable reason for herself - I was afraid that he would have bad sleeping habits and would easily catch a cold when he kicked the blanket on the ground, so as the host, he had to go out to see how the guests were sleeping, which was normal!

With a reason to be bold, Mo Qianni didn't care about drying half of her hair, stepped on her slippers, tiptoed open the bedroom door, and walked slowly to the sofa where Yang Chen slept.