"Could it be ......" Sima Ji suddenly remembered: "Could it be that Brother Bird is actually writing a love letter with the eldest lady of the Huang family?" ”

"What did you say?" Feng Wu'er raised her little head suddenly, staring at Sima Ji with distrustful eyes.

"Otherwise, it can't really be a love letter to the Night Elf Lady, right?" Sima Ji spread his hands: "Besides, if you don't exchange love letters with the eldest lady of the Huang family, how can you explain that they are so affectionate when they meet?" Shouldn't you forget that Brother Bird and Miss Huang used to run away and chase each other, right? ”

"Hmm......" Feng Wu'er held a small chin with a snow-white hand, frowning slightly: "What you said is good, but how could the lord remember to write a love letter to the eldest lady of the Huang family?" He wasn't like that before......"

"Writing a love letter was after going to the Night Elves, probably because Brother Bird didn't know what women were good about......" Sima Ji showed a lewd smile that all men understand: "Now I know......"

"Shut up!" Feng Wu'er pressed the scabbard against Sima Ji's chin and glared at him viciously: "If you dare to slander the lord again, be careful of your head!" ”

Sima Ji was about to cry: Obviously you said it just now, but the bear child really turned his face and didn't recognize people!

……

Jiang Hanxue was held by Huang Pujia and walked off the rooftop, Huang Pujia was soft as if she had no bones, and her whole body was pressed on his body, Jiang Hanxue felt as if she was carrying her on her back, anyway, they were all koalas.

Hearing the voice of the man in the corridor, Jiang Hanxue suddenly stopped, frowned and took off her skin clothes, wrapped around the slender waist of Huang Pujia, and tied her sleeves in front of her little navel.

In this way, the skin clothes not only covered Huang Pujia's small waist, but also basically hid the pair of snow-white and round long legs.

Huang Pujia is about a petite figure of about one meter and six, but Murong Kunpeng is the standard height of a male god of one meter eighty-six, Jiang Hanxue had to bend down when she tied her knot, and the distance between the two people was very close, and Jiang Hanxue's man's heavy snort was almost directly sprayed on Huang Pujia's developed chest muscles.

Huang Pujia couldn't help but blush, although she didn't seem to mind physical contact with Murong Kunpeng, but in fact, she was used to bullying Murong Kunpeng like this, and Murong Kunpeng didn't dare to do anything to her at all.

But now the situation seems to have changed all of a sudden, and "Murong Kunpeng" even dared to "fight back"!

Feeling the masculine masculinity of "Murong Kunpeng", and the friction of slender and flexible fingers on his slender waist and soft flesh, Huang Pujia was a little unacceptable for a while, and this stupid wood seemed to have suddenly opened up......

A series of ripples rippled in the places where Murong Kunpeng's slightly rough fingertips were crossed, and Huang Pujia felt that her little heart was about to jump out of her throat, and she found that things seemed to be a little out of her control, leaning in an unknown mysterious and attractive direction......

After tying the knot, Jiang Hanxue finally straightened up with satisfaction: Why should our family's things be shown to others?

Since Huang Pujia is hers, ahem, Murong Kunpeng's fiancée, she has the responsibility to protect Huang Pujia.

At least Jiang Hanxue couldn't accept that besides her, cough cough, there were other men besides him who saw Huang Pujia's delicate body.

Turns out he's an antique! Huang Pujia smiled secretly, as if she had discovered some big secret.

She actually doesn't like revealing clothes very much, she can only say that she doesn't reject wearing them like this, today she was deliberately dressed like this in order to tease this stupid wood, since Murong Kunpeng doesn't like it, and she also expresses a strong desire to possess, Huang Pujia is satisfied and decides not to wear it like this in the future, so as not to be self-defeating.

Jiang Hanxue is psychologically female, she didn't think it was a big deal to have physical contact with Huang Pujia, but she unconsciously compared herself with herself when she knotted Huang Pujia.

The appearance is not as high as mine, the waist is not as thin as mine, the legs are not as long as mine, and the skin is not as white as mine...... It's nothing but a shame!

However, Jiang Hanxue is not inferior at this point, the Xuanhuang world is not popular in the uproar, and she is not ordinary, even if she is above the passing line, it can only be said that Huang Pujia is tolerant.

A small person, a small face, and a childish look like a child, but with such a big breast, there is no coordinated beauty at all - bad review! Jiang Hanxue sneered: Everything is not as good as me, how can you be my wife?

Inexplicably with a strong sense of superiority, Jiang Hanxue dragged the koala off the rooftop.

"I ...... ......"

"Where did the big-breasted emperor come from?"

"Nonsense! Didn't you see Brother Bird? When the bird is big, you don't understand the truth that there are all kinds of forests? ”

"Brother Bird, from the first time I saw your girlfriend, I knew that I had made up my mind for your brother!"

"The cold dog food slapped indiscriminately on the face, and the warm tears mixed with the dog food......

"Can you not show affection here...... We are monks, and we can't keep up with the nutrition of the plane......"

There was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping in the dormitory building, and those who came out to walk the birds ran back crying wolves, and those wearing clothes were onlookers who began to watch the birds at 360 degrees without dead ends, and the big-breasted emperor swaggered through the city.

These fake monks are the masters of recuperation all year round, and it is not easy to see a person of the opposite sex, and it is a beautiful girl of the level of Huang Pujia, I can't wait to pick out the eyeballs and stick them to Huang Pujia.

Jiang Hanxue was even more unhappy, her cold gaze swept around and couldn't stop the thick hormones emanating from the whole building, so she could only stretch out her strong and powerful arm to hold Huang Pujia in her arms, use her tall and mighty body to block the hot eyes of the animals, take out a tough attitude to protect the radish, and forcibly break through the encirclement through the corridor to the staircase.

This is the eighteenth floor, and even if you only take the stairs, you don't know how many animals you will encounter along the way.

Jiang Hanxue is very unhappy, but Huang Pujia's heart is full of sweetness and happiness, she has been chasing Murong Kunpeng for so many years, and now she is finally able to see the moon and see the clouds, huh......

And this building is full of Murong Kunpeng's classmates, or at least alumni, Murong Kunpeng openly took her to swagger through the city, or did he use such an intimate posture to represent that they wanted to make their love public?

Happiness came so suddenly! Huang Pujiaxing's eyes were already sparkling, but if it was so high-profile and public, it should soon reach their ears, thinking of this, a trace of fear and sadness flashed in Huang Pujia's beautiful eyes, but it was quickly drowned in the sweet and happy autumn waves......