He showed two deep dimples, and said with a bright face: "It's not that I haven't seen it, I've seen it a long time ago." Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info you wear so little in front of me again, believe it or not, I'm playing hooligan on you? ”

Ouyang Qian stopped what she was doing and said with a big grin: "I still want to play hooligan on you, come on, see who can play whom." As he spoke, he deliberately pulled the corset down, almost revealing it.

The corners of Mo Feifei's mouth twitched, and he almost fell to the ground, he had to admit that he was indeed not Ouyang Qian's opponent when it came to making moves on the issue of hooliganism.

His old face turned red, and he lowered his head and said, "What, you go take a bath, I'll go read a book first." ”

After saying that, he fled to his room.

Ouyang Qian glanced at him with disdain, her face was full of pride, she had already taken her clothes at this time, found a clean plastic bag, and then packed the clothes and carried them to the bathroom.

It didn't take long for the sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

Although it is in a strange place, Ouyang Qian is as relieved as if she is in her own home, she doesn't have to worry about where a pervert is running, she doesn't have to worry about someone putting a camera in the bathroom, and she doesn't have to worry about someone uploading the video of her bath to the Internet.

The bathroom light shone softly on her satin-smooth skin, and the water happened to be warmer than body temperature. She lazily rubbed every inch of her skin with the shower gel, as light as a lover's hand.

It's like playing with a beautiful work of art - she's a work of art herself.

Being able to take a hot bath in such a hot weather is almost the most beautiful enjoyment.

She has a thin waist, a flat lower abdomen, and a pair of slender legs, smooth and solid. Her breasts are still very stiff, and the fullness of the D cup makes every normal man and woman go crazy with it, but why can't she make Mo Feifei, a nasty ghost, excited.

She looked at her smooth, crystalline, almost flawless carcass intently, and her eyes, which were still bright, suddenly became melancholy.

I was depressed for a while, but I seemed to be firm again, and the corners of my mouth were slightly upturned, as if I had made up some determination.

Forty minutes later, she finally finished washing, got dressed, and carried a bag of changed clothes to the door of Mo Feifei's room.

It was hot, and the door of Mo's room was not closed, and he was reading a book earnestly, and an electric fan was blowing. However, the power of the fan does not seem to be able to compete with the temperature.

From time to time, Mo Fei took out a tissue from the carton next to him and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Ouyang Qian leaned on the edge of the door and giggled: "It's so hot, why don't you go to my room to read, my room has air conditioning, it's very cool." ”

Mo Feifei didn't raise his eyelids, and half-jokingly: "Don't dare to go." ”

Ouyang Qian: "Why? ”

Mo Feifei smiled and said: "This lonely man and widow are in the same room, and we are dressed so sparingly, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it." ”

That's what he said, but he still has his own bottom line in his heart. Moreover, he has always been a person with strong self-control.

Ouyang Qian rolled her eyes: "If you can't control it, you won't be able to hold it anymore, there are so many opportunities in the villa, do you have to wait until now?" ”

Three black lines slid down Mo Feifei's head, and he quickly changed the topic: "Have you finished washing?" ”

Ouyang Qian walked in barefoot, lightly, went directly to Mo Feifei's bed, sat cross-legged in front of him, and lifted the clothes in his hand: "By the way, you don't have a washing machine at home, what should I do with the clothes that have been changed?" ”

On this trip, Ouyang Qian will take a long time to come out, and it is impossible to wear a set and throw it away. Although she is very rich, she is not necessarily willing to throw away tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of sets of clothes, after all, no one's money is blown by the wind.

Moreover, some new clothes are not as comfortable as the clothes that have been worn.

Mo Feifei flicked the fan to Ouyang Qian's side, letting the cool breeze blow on the latter's body, still looking at his book: "Just put it there, didn't my mother say it, she will help us wash it tomorrow." ”

Ouyang Qian exhaled like an orchid and shook her head: "You can tell the story." ”

Mo Feifei put down the book at this time, glared at him and said, "Why do you say this?" ”

Ouyang Qian's lips opened lightly: "I'm an outsider, let your mother wash clothes, or some private clothes, is this appropriate?" Also, you are such an adult, do you think it is appropriate to let your mother do the laundry? ”

Mo Feifei scratched his head, not feeling that there was anything wrong with this: "What's wrong with this?" I don't have a washing machine at home, so I've been washing my clothes since I was a child. ”

Ouyang Qian tilted her head: "Anyway, I don't think it's good, I'm too shy." ”

Mo Feifei also changed his mind at this time, after all, they are all adults, and it is reasonable to let his mother wash his clothes.

Ouyang Qian, no matter what, she still came here as her friend, not even a girlfriend, if the clothes were washed by her mother, it would be a little inappropriate.

He sighed: "Then let's wash it ourselves, I'll be free in a while and wash my clothes." ”

Ouyang Qian's face was full of anticipation: "What about mine?" ”

Mo Feifei didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "If you don't want my mother to wash you, wash it yourself." ”

Ouyang Qianmiao's eyes stared at Mo Feifei tightly, and shook her head: "I won't?" ”

Mo Feifei was surprised: "You don't know how to do laundry?" ”

Ouyang Qian said with a serious face: "Yes, I have never washed it by hand, I will only throw it into the washing machine." ”

Mo Feifei desperately wanted to make a cold and calm, casual appearance, but he couldn't do it, but his face turned red and white.

He also raised his head, looked at Ouyang Qian, and asked tentatively, "You don't want me to wash, do you?" ”

Ouyang Qian's eyes lit up and she nodded: "That's what it means." Auntie is an outsider, I don't treat you as an outsider, I treat you as my best friend, and my best friend helps wash clothes, isn't it normal? ”

Mo Feifei almost vomited blood, although she said so, but she is also a big man.

Let a big man wash the girls' clothes, and that kind of very private clothes, if this gets out.....

He shook his head again and again: "This, it's even more inconvenient." I really can't do it, I don't want to change my clothes, I'll take you to buy a few new ones tomorrow. ”

Ouyang Qianjiao said: "The clothes I wear have to be international brands." You are a small place, if you have it, forget it, if you don't, then you will be a fart. ”

Not to mention, within a radius of 500 kilometers, I am afraid that I can't find a fashion store that can enter Ouyang Qian's eyes.

But despite this, Mo Feifei still insisted on his opinion, and his head shook like a rattle: "No, no, you are too strong." (To be continued.) )