When girls start their intuition, their imagination is second only to Van Gogh, when they catch rape, their IQ is second only to Einstein, when they fall out of love, their writing is second only to Mo Yan, and when they are angry, their combat effectiveness is second only to Ultraman. The woman of spring doesn't know that......

It wasn't until Lin Zifeng got out of the taxi that Muyang had been waiting at the door for a long time.

Seeing that Muyang was dressed in a vacuum today, Lin Zifeng secretly screamed in his heart.

In order to make your charm more outstanding and attractive.

Muyang deliberately dressed himself up super sexy today!

A pair of tall and plump breasts were squeezed under the pink latex breast cups, and the fragrant skin was full and full, and a large area of snow-white and tender fragrant skin was exposed to the air. The upper body jacket is a simple slim waist small pink skirt, and a small crop black vest is worn underneath, and the round neck of the tank top presents the intriguing furrow on the chest with a watery light.

The two snow-white thighs were full of infinite imagination under the cover of the hip-length little black dress, especially when Lin Zifeng glanced at the end of her legs, Mu Yang subconsciously clamped her legs, and a pair of striped purple heels under her feet made this sexy and charming woman look particularly **** charming.

Dressed in an OL workplace women's style plus casual dress, although there are some mix-and-match alternatives. But without sacrificing elegance.

Seeing Lin Zifeng not far away, Mu Yang showed a sweet smile and beckoned to him.

Lin Zifeng lowered his head, handed over the fare to the taxi driver, and walked over.

Mu Yang was obviously a little excited, he hadn't seen Lin Zifeng for many days. I do miss something.

Mu Yang's feet swayed, his slender and white beautiful legs slowly walked in front of Lin Zifeng with a small high heel, grabbed his arm, tilted his beautiful and moving head, and said with a smile: "Do you miss me?"

"No ......" Lin Zifeng shook his arm, but Muyang hugged him tightly. I can't get rid of it at all.

"I miss you. Mu Yang's delicate voice is indeed very numb, but Lin Zifeng doesn't have that kind of love for her, but his eyes inadvertently swept over Mu Yang's round collar.

"Is it pretty?"

"Well, it's good-looking. Lin Zifeng nodded very unproductively.

"If it's good-looking, then let's go home and watch it, go home, sister, I'll show you enough, how about it?. Muyang's delicate body full of body fragrance kept rubbing Lin Zifeng's arm, and suddenly the looming excitement made Lin Zifeng's head grow for a while.

"Really?" Lin Zifeng's eyes straightened suddenly.

"Really!" Mu Yang said excitedly.

"Isn't that good?" Lin Zifeng's face suddenly turned a little blue.

Not to mention, I haven't solved the problem of male physiology for many days.

"Hee-hee, are you lustful?

"No, no, isn't this what you said I saw?" Lin Zifeng said.

"Look at you like that, let's go, let's go home with my sister first. Mu Yang grabbed his big hand and grinned.

Along the way, the combination of the two doesn't know how many people's eyes they attract.

Of course, most of these eyes are envy, jealousy and hatred, plus a beautiful and bright flower is inserted on the cow dung.

Anyway, Lin Zifeng doesn't care.

In his definition, I am a vase.

I'm a vase, so I have to let the flowers 'plug'!

After pulling Lin Zifeng's arm, Muyang seemed to be in a very good mood today, at least not depressed.

"By the way, didn't you say you were sick?"

Lin Zifeng asked.

"Oh, uh, hehe, my sister has lovesickness, aren't you here, my sister's illness has suddenly gotten better again. ”

"Oh, you're so strange!" Lin Zifeng suppressed his head and nodded.

"Let's go, let's go, it's so hot outside, my sister has already cooked soup for you, let's go home and drink it." Muyang Jiaodidi's appearance, the whole delicate body seemed to have no strength, and it was half pressed on Lin Zifeng's body all the way.

Feeling the bulging thing on her chest rubbing against her arm, Lin Zifeng didn't say anything, but was happy to enjoy it.

It wasn't until after going upstairs that Mu Yang suppressed his sexy head in the elevator, and Sakura asked lightly, "Didn't you say that you were also sick?"

"I—I'm not feeling well. Lin Zifeng said this on his lips, but he smiled bitterly in his heart: I am already very uncomfortable when I see you.

"I'm not feeling well, do you want to think of my sister?" Mu Yang smiled stupidly, and his coquettish and charming appearance was simply a killer of men.

Lin Zifeng didn't speak, because he knew that if he continued to say this, I was afraid that God would know what Muyang would tease him later.

I'm not just a random person-

"Come on, come in, my sister has cooked you a lot of bullwhips today, and I use them for bullets." ”

As soon as the door opened, Mu Yang took Lin Zifeng's hand and walked directly inside.

Before the person entered, he talked to him about the bullwhip, which made Lin Zifeng's heart beat a few times, and he nodded very angrily.

"Plus, add bullets?" Lin Zifeng was stunned for a while.

When I opened my mouth, I didn't know what to say.

"What? Big man, are you still shy? Look at you so thin, I feel so distressed. Muyang's charming and moving autumn eyes glanced at him fiercely.

"You sit on the couch for a while, watch TV, and I'll get you a bullwhip." With that, Mu Yang began to take Lin Zifeng's arm to the sofa.

Lin Zifeng just wanted to refuse, but Muyang's slender jade-like fingers blocked his mouth, and said with a smile: "Today is my birthday, stay and accompany me first." ”

"Birthday? Didn't you have a birthday some time ago?" Lin Zifeng was depressed, how many birthdays does she have in Muyang a year?

"Giggles, after people have passed the solar calendar, there is also a lunar calendar. ”

“……”

Lin Zifeng didn't speak.

He was speechless.

Seeing Muyang's beautiful shadow busy in the kitchen, Lin Zifeng wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but Muyang suddenly squinted his eyes and ran out of the kitchen, pointed at Lin Zifeng with his slender fingers and chuckled: "Don't you want to slip away!"

"No, no. Lin Zifeng shrugged his shoulders and smiled awkwardly.

He understood Muyang's meaning, but if he was allowed to continue to have a relationship with Muyang, he felt that he shouldn't do it. Not only will it hurt others, but I'm also sorry for Nangong Bing, how can I say that Nangong Bing is also my fiancée, right?

Although Nangong Bing has never recognized him as a cheap husband, but since she was a child, her parents' recognition is still there, even if she has a hundred mouths, I'm afraid she can't say it clearly.

It wasn't until Lin Zifeng was on the sofa that he was struggling with whether to shake his hands and leave, Muyang slowly walked over with a large plate of casserole.

The delicate face looked red under the heat of the casserole.

A whole plate of casserole was steaming in her little hands, and the two jade hands were a little red.

Lin Zifeng hurriedly stepped forward to help and brought the casserole in her hand.

"Be careful. Lin Zifeng said.

"Do you care about me?" Mu Yang stuck out his tongue, for this kind of royal sister who is older than Lin Zifeng, the **** Cheng dù is no less than the **** of people about money.

Every man has a royal sister in his mind, and he longs to have a woman who is a little older than himself to take care of, of course, Lin Zifeng is the same.