Chapter 135: Shy Girl vs Sports Male God (40)

The man thought to himself: That girl is so coquettish. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info It would be nice if their girlfriends were also so clingy and so coquettish. And brother, you can't fool our sharp eyes, you enjoy it so much, you must have been rippling in your heart. It's so angry. I have a girlfriend, but I don't have such a sweet girlfriend.

Fu Mingsi couldn't stop it, "Okay, don't eat indiscriminately, I'll have the final say." ”

Cheng Weiwei nodded.

"Ahem, fried squid, fried tofu cubes, the oil is not clean, and you are not allowed to eat it. ”

As soon as she heard that what she wanted to eat most was banned, Cheng Weiwei's face collapsed, so disappointed.

The disappointment on the girl's face was too palpable.

Fu Mings: "You can eat sweet potatoes baked in tin foil." ”

There were roasted sweet potatoes, and Cheng Weiwei's eyes lit up instantly. Don't look away, don't be too cute.

The hot roasted sweet potato was taken over by Fu Mingsi, and Cheng Weiwei's eyes followed Fu Mingsi's hand, the roasted sweet potato in his hand. Fu Mingsi brushed aside the tin foil wrapped in the sweet potato, skillfully peeled off the skin of the sweet potato, revealing the golden sweet potato steaming inside, and handed it to Cheng Weiwei's lips, Cheng Weiwei's eyebrows and eyes curved into a crescent moon, and she bit it down.

"It's hot, it's hot. Stick out your pink tongue and exhale.

Furmins was amused, his silly girl. is not a stupid girl, she came to the neighboring market alone just to eat roadside stalls with him.

Fu Mings didn't know that the light in his eyes was worse than the lights on the street.

Christmas Eve, what a beautiful night.

Hostel, quiet double room. Cheng Weiwei and Fu Mingsi looked at each other. Because he was worried that Cheng Weiwei and a girl would not be safe in the hotel, Fu Mingsi planned to spend a night with her in the hotel.

However, he found her even more unsafe around him. The atmosphere of men and women in a solitary room is always ambiguous and restless. Cheng Weiwei felt that Fu Mingsi's breathing, which was not far from her, was so clearly visible.

"You go wash first. Fu Mingsi kept his face calm and said to Cheng Weiwei. Cheng Weiwei's face was flushed, as ruddy and attractive as the red apple on the table.

Damn, Furmings felt an inexplicable flow of dryness over his body, making him restless.

Wash. Cheng Weiwei untied the scarf around her neck, put it on the bedside table, unbuttoned the woolen jacket one by one, and put it on the bedside table.

Fu Mingsi told himself not to look in the direction of Cheng Weiwei.

"Bang," the bathroom door closed.

Hearing the voice, Fu Mings's original hand unfolded, and the room was surprisingly quiet, amplifying Fu Mings's senses.

After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom was clear. Fu Mings could foresee the warm hot water spilling from the heights, and in the steam, the girl's smoky face, snow-white neck, plump soft, moist skin...... What was he thinking?

No, divert attention.

TV, well, turn on the TV.

Fu Mings turned on the TV, turned up the volume to the loudest, and pressed a certain button in a frustration, and for a moment the woman's coquettish moans resounded throughout the room. Furmings was messed up in this unexpected picture and spicy sound. Hurriedly pressed the TV, what a broken hotel, if such a picture was seen by his girl, it would be a bad review.

Simply Fourmings leaned back on the couch with his eyes closed, allowing himself not to think about anything.

Cheng Weiwei, who was in the bathroom, naturally heard the sound outside and was stunned.