Chang Wen looked at herself in the mirror with a transparent pink sundress hanging on her shoulder, blushing and heartbeating. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The whole skirt was no more than a foot long, and the upper part did not cover the front breast, and the lower part did not cover the convex buttocks.

Chang Wen stayed there, his mind was blank, how could he get out?

How to get out?

I'm also afraid of the perverted president who sits firmly in the Diaoyutai outside, I really don't know what he wants, the whole thing is a super perverted big pervert! and the old and dignified appearance on the podium is simply a day and a place. Chang Wen really can't help but suspect that the human-looking one on the podium is him? Could it be his twin brother? This hypothesis seems to be open to investigation. Regardless of whether he is true or not, the one sitting outside has to fool around first, can he take it off?

Probably not! That man turned his face faster than he could turn a book, and she didn't have the guts to provoke him.

Don't take it off?

She really didn't have the courage to go out like this, which was not fundamentally different from not wearing clothes.

And this appearance seems to increase the hazy ambiguity of "still holding the pipa and half covering the face", which is very provocative.

She couldn't accept it at all!

Just as her mind was struggling, the bathroom door was slammed, faster than her heart was beating.

"Who?" She was alert and asked stupidly.

"Huh." It was the demonic laughter, like a sound coming from the eighteen layers of hell.

She was so confused, who else would there be, there was only him and her in the whole room.

She was annoyed that she was brainless.

"How? It must be very effective when worn on the body. Does it feel like an ugly duckling has turned into a white swan? Not only is his laughter eerie, but even the words he spits out are unpredictable, giving people goosebumps all over his body.

His words poured into her ears, and when she raised her eyes and saw the "white swan" in the mirror, she was annoyed and angry, "What about the white swan?" The White Swan is in the theater, you should go there to see it. I don't think the same is true of prostitutes on the street. ”

"Prostitute? Don't underestimate prostitutes, they are well-known technical jobs, and you can't learn them. "The demon seemed to be in a good mood, not like he was angry.

"Then you've found it, why are you looking for me?" The more she spoke, the more angry she became, and her tone became more and more violent.

"Hehe, jealous?" It was as if the man had answered a phone call, followed by the sound of footsteps, and she listened intently, and the sound of doors opening and closing.

It was quiet outside, and he should have gone out.

She was patient and cat-like for a long time, but it was still quiet outside, and it seemed that her sense of touch was reliable.

She carefully opened a small slit, through which she could clearly see that the couch was empty, the door had opened wider, and she leaned out halfway, and there was no one on the bed.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and her panicked heart was much more relaxed.

Her tense legs couldn't help but let go, and just as she was about to laugh, she heard the voice that made her nervous and cold sweat float over, "Willing to do it?" Her pretty mouth fell off in shock, and her eyes widened with shock.

The machine looked stiffly, but saw that Lord Xu Jun was leaning on the wall leisurely, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and staring at her lazily with half-open eyes, like an elegant old cat.

Chang Wen gasped, the old problem of toothache was made again, and it sizzled so painfully that she covered her face with her hands, shrunk her head and wanted to retract it.

"Come out." His low voice carried an irresistible majesty.

He began to steal the mysterious Arabic numerals again.

Three, two, one, he just counted three times backwards, only to see the delicate little girl shrinking her head and swallowing it out.

A subtle smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps because the air conditioning was too big, she hugged her shoulders with her hands, and she was so windless that she covered the most sultry scenery.

"Take your hands off the way." He tilted his chin, squinted his eyes, and his voice was cold.

His voice was thunderous, and she couldn't pretend she couldn't hear it.

She hesitated for five seconds, and the hand that hugged her shoulder slowly drooped.

Under the thin shoulder straps, the short skirt is indeed a little too short, and everything that should not be exposed is exposed. He was so bad that he watched.

However, the spring light is leaked, and this spring light is infinitely good, he still likes it, he thinks about it seriously.

I can't really blame him, because this short skirt is a passcode. He even thanked the designer for designing such a simple and generous transparent outfit.

His arm was raised, and before it could land on her chest, she was already startled, as if she had encountered a dangerous little beast, and instinctively stepped back.

She didn't want to be behind the hidden door, and she had no way out.

He stared at her obliquely, and the temperature in those eyes rose rapidly, from minus eighteen degrees to minus ninety degrees, and it was hot and hot, and it could burn people to death.

Just like that, a pair of eyes full of enthusiasm did not roast the little girl hot, her face was still pale from the cold, and even her voice did not warm up, she was still shivering, "Xu, Mr. Xu, slow, slow, urgent, not in a hurry." ”

He smiled, smiling very gentlemanly, as if he was smiling to a customer, "Miss Chang, you have a bad brain in reading, right?" Haven't seen the animal world? Nowadays, the pace of life is all about fast food. Take it easy? You treat me like a turtle, huh? His words carried a frightening coldness, and Chang Wen's upper and lower teeth began a new round of fighting.

"Xu, Mr. Xu, I didn't treat you as a turtle, even if you are a returnee. You, don't get me wrong. She closed her eyes and pressed against the door, reluctantly explaining.

"Call me President." His hands began to move, his fingers seemed to have a thin hard callus, probably signed all day long, the president's life in addition to signing or signing, it was monotonous enough, Chang Wen's mind began to wander away.

"President." She shouted weakly, her little heart was so nervous that it would pop out if she was a little careless.

"What else?" He reminded coldly.

"I love the president." She didn't have to think much about it to remember this impassioned line, no, it was a slogan.

"Say it louder again." Still not satisfied, he continued to demand.

"I love the president!"

"Hmm. That's it from now on, don't be lazy, don't be perfunctory, don't make me unhappy. "He's very demanding, and it's very much in line with his noble status.

His powerful aura was obviously a little oppressive, which made her even more helpless, and in his eyes, it looked like ...... Prologue to the TV series.

The nuclear bomb before it exploded, the old cow who diligently searched for the fields and cultivated - the feeling of being full was like another person separated from his body.

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