Chapter Seventy-Two: The Old Lady Wants to Be Cold

Poppies rolled out of the window dressed in black, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Yuan Kite standing there naked, looking at herself in horror with a pair of black eyes.

"Yo, do you know I'm coming, wash up and wait for me?"

With one hand on his waist, he stood there ruffianly, looking Yuan Kite up and down, revealing an evil smile.

"Well, my kite looks pretty good under the lamp, at least the skin is like cream, white and red, and the facial features are also a lot more delicate and lovely."

Gradually, she recovered from the shock of seeing the poppie at the beginning, and Yuan Yuan'er unhurriedly pulled the clothes on the bed and hastily surrounded her body, and then turned around and glanced at the poppie in a charming manner.

"Well, my poppies still look pretty good under the lamp, at least the little poppies stand with their heads held high, full of energy, and look a lot taller."

"Poof......

Poppy smiled, reached out and fished over Yuan Kite, held her tightly in her arms, lowered her head and bit her red lips, and hissed with her teeth.

Hurt...... Yuan Yuan'er gasped, her eyes were foggy, like the pearl soaked in water vapor, looking very watery, very cute.

As soon as Poppy's heart moved, she let go and gave her a gentle kiss to the center of her eyebrows.

"Sharp teeth."

After a coquettish remark, he reached out and picked up Yuan Yuan'er horizontally, and slowly put it on the bed.

"Idiot, you've been going to the Imperial Dining Room from time to time lately, remember to stay away from Linga, that person is not as simple as you seem."

"Huh?"

Why did you suddenly talk about Linga?

"Also, the time of Daiguo and Min Guo will arrive in seven days, so I'll be very busy lately, and I won't have time to come to see you, you have to remember to settle down, you know?"

"Humph!"

No matter how to say that she is restless, it makes her seem like the kind of woman who is in the twilight, she is very wronged.

"Well, after this busy while, I will bring some good wine over and get drunk with my kite."

"Yes."

That's pretty much it, Yuan Yuan'er nodded obediently, rubbed on Poppies's chest like a cat, and reached out to hug his flexible waist.

Such a Yuan Kite is too well-behaved, so Poppy sighed lowly, hugged her a little tighter, reached out and patted her face, and said gently.

"Sleep, I'll leave when you're asleep."

Walk?

Why did you leave like this?

Yuan Yuan'er was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the dream she had during the day, and quickly grabbed the sleeve of the poppy, raised her eyes and looked at him nervously.

"Poppy, tell you the truth, do you dislike me?"

"Huh?"

"It's for sure, I didn't move much last night, you must think that my skills are not good, and I won't please you, so you don't want me tonight?"

"Poof......

The poppies sprayed, and the squirting Yuan Kite was saliva.

Look, she knows that the poppy is really not satisfied with her, and sure enough, the technique is not good enough to keep the man~~ Tilting her head, the tears of remorse in her heart flowed loudly.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her chest, and she looked down to see the black head of the poppy buried in her chest.

Before she could react, the poppy had already raised her hand to pull down the bed curtain, and turned around and pressed against her.

"Idiot, you're really my robbery."

The poppy murmured, and then a series of dense kisses fell.

"Hmm......"

Yuan Kite snapped, and couldn't help but reach out and hug the poppy's neck, revealing a satisfied and smug smile.

I can't see that Poppies are quite machismo, and they don't like women with good skills, but they like pure and jerky women.

Well, you must not be too enthusiastic in the future.

The old lady wants to be cold!