Zhang Yi had a dark face, and looked coldly at the group of scholars pretending to be forced in front of the little ladies in front of him.

Made!

He secretly greeted this group of stuffy people in his heart. The eighteenth generation of ancestors always felt a sour feeling in their hearts.

This is buddy's little mother, did she let this group of animals look at it in vain?

With such thoughts, Zhang Yi became more and more unhappy.

With thoughts, why not change industries again? Change to the kind that doesn't have to show up with little girls?

Suddenly, Zhang Yi was taken aback by his thoughts.

Could it be that buddies have a potential mother-love complex?

The girls in the building, they're all buddies' little girls!

But looking at Thirteen Niang, they looked very enjoyable.

Watching a group of scholars secretly watching themselves, wanting to talk, but pretending to be serious, Leng was full of spirits.

"Xiao Yi, you are busy with your going, we are here!"

Li Zhishan saw Zhang Yi coming over with an ugly face, and when he was too tired, she said with concern: "There is finally a new atmosphere in the building, and this work is also light, if you are tired, go back and sleep for a while, and when the meal is ready, I will ask Aunt Li to bring it to you!" ”

Not to mention, Thirteen Niang wearing this white maid costume really has a dead husband. Widowed. The woman is pretty.

Zhang Yi didn't think it at first, but now when Thirteen Niang walked in, he couldn't help but look at it.

Heart Dao, no wonder a group of stuffy. Disturb. The goods are now temperamental, and they are like chicken blood in front of Thirteen Niang, and the feelings of Thirteen Niang are really not bad to dress up.

As the saying goes, there are three beauties in a woman.

and rods, newlyweds, small. Widowed. Woman!

When the rod is beginning to grow, the flowers bloom for a month and a half, the most shy and fresh, the woman at this time has a sweet and sour beauty.

The newlywed woman is like a blooming rose, fragrant and waiting to be picked. So the beauty of the bride lies in maturity.

Small. Widowed. Women are different.

Can't help but have maturity. The charm of a woman, but also unlocked a variety of postures, and after the tune of the ex. Teaching is even more big where it should be, and where it should be warped, such a woman has the most taste.

Although the current Thirteen Niang is still Yunying's body, she has been in the Qinglou for a long time, and she has a red dust aura that is difficult to hide.

Now although Chunfanglou has changed its line to a teahouse, but the red dust is more or less inevitably with some, and now in this place of tea and fragrant books, she is dressed as a maid and dressed up in that kind of seriousness and style. The taste of dust is undoubtedly like a peony from a thousand flowers.

Not only delicate, but also beautiful.

Ouch!

Brother, be careful of your liver! I can't stand it, I can't stand it!

After taking a closer look, Zhang Yi felt more and more that the beauty of Thirteen Niang had an indescribable attraction, which made him involuntarily want to look at it twice, and.... And look at her chest ... Only... I'm ready to move!

No, if you continue like this, buddy will definitely commit a crime!!

looked at Zhang Yi's two eyes in his chest. swept forward, and Li Zhishan smiled even more.

"Why, I don't want to sleep!" Li Zhishan's ill-intentioned ambiguity. glanced at Zhang Yi ambiguously, turned sideways and under the cover of the column next to her, her fragrant body was already leaning against Zhang Yi, and she exhaled like an orchid and leaned into Zhang Yi's ear and said, "Or, you help Thirteen Niang to see, does Thirteen Niang look good in this dress?" ”

As she spoke, Li Zhishan also twisted her body and turned towards Zhang Yi, completely showing her delicate body in front of Zhang Yi's eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's blood immediately surged, if it weren't for the presence of outsiders, I'm afraid he would have been unable to hold it a long time ago.

Oh my boy!

Zhang Yi hurriedly pinched his big. Legs, this thirteen mothers are too.. Too.. Too.. It's hot!

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, this thirteen niang is really the best among women!

It's just a seductive little goblin!

Just thinking of Seventeen Niang, Zhang Yi turned off the fire.

Even Zhang Yi secretly blamed himself.

I just came out of the boudoir of Seventeen Niang last night, and today I am thinking about Thirteen Niang, do you have a feeling of eating in the pot and thinking about the bowl?

But...

But in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yi felt that the buddy was a normal man, if he saw a superb acquaintance like Thirteen Niang. If the woman is still indifferent, isn't that sick?

In this way, he felt that if he just looked at it one or two more times, it would be fine, so the two eyes were on Thirteen Niang's chest and fart again intentionally or unintentionally. Keep an eye on the stock.

Look at the waves, watch the hips rise and fall.... Oh my god, buddy really likes to die Chunfanglou.