She has to put herself in the right place.

Be a dashing leprechaun.

Xu Qingcheng turned around, she took off her coat, blouse, and pants.

Remove the outer packaging one by one, revealing the goods he wants.

The little shyness in her heart was well hidden by her under this bewitching skin and bones, hidden deeply, so deep that even she could ignore the faint emotional fluctuations.

She is suitable for heavy colors, and the black lace on her white skin is fluttering, like a good dessert wrapped in it.

If Xu Tingcheng wants to seduce a man, can anyone not take the bait?!

Fu Jingting was stabbed in the eye by her.

Xu Qingcheng put her hands behind her back, and she didn't get close to him, so she let him look at him from a distance, and the skin burned by his sight was about to burn, and she pretended to be calm.

The luxurious Chinese-style ceiling light hits her and reflects a seductive light.

Fu Jingting's Adam's apple rolled down, "Come here." ”

His voice was a little hoarse, as if it had been polished by sandpaper on his vocal cords, and the hoarse texture fell on his ears but seemed to fall on her body grinding every inch of skin.

Xu Qingcheng bit his lower lip lightly, like a bewitching little goblin just threw himself into his arms.

Her eyes are charming, her figure is bewitching, and the blood-spurting clothes on her body alone tell the bewitching style of this woman, but even so, in this scorching heat, he still feels that the most seductive thing is the casual shyness at the moment when she bites her lip.

She hooked her hands around his neck, and her body was close to him to feel alive, so as not to drown in his gaze.

The man's palm fell on her waist with the heat of the prairie fire, "You spared no effort to seduce me, all you want is for me to accompany you in a scene?" ”

"You don't like it?" Her eyelashes blinked, and her eyes flew over as if they were seducing.

Exercise.

Fu Jingting cursed in a low voice, pressed his palm on her waist and pressed it hard, telling her physically, does he like it.

A layer of blush flew on his face, and the close body clearly conveyed the signal he wanted to say.

The man threw the person directly onto the couch.

Xu Tingcheng had palpitations, and hurriedly asked him when he pressed over, "...... your nanny?"

remembered that the last time the two of them were in the restaurant, the nanny suddenly broke in, and she was still angry and cried.

A low chuckle escaped the man's throat, "Are you afraid of people looking at you?" ”

"I'm afraid." Xu Qingcheng propped her elbows on the sofa and remembered, but her ankle was grabbed and pushed forward, and she lost her strength.

"The nanny won't come over at this time," Fu Jingting's eyes fell on her, full of banter, "Shout as loud as you want." ”

Xu Qingcheng kicked him angrily, and his ankle was grabbed by him, and he couldn't exert much strength.

But what she looks like is ......

The moment Fu Jingting's eyes fell on her, Xu Qingcheng obviously felt that his eyes were red, her throat tightened, and she wanted to say something, but he didn't give her a chance to speak.

……

Baimeisheng's spring soul is chaotic, and the bones are melted in front of the three peaks.

Fu Jingting got up and saw the scratches on her arms that had been scratched by her fingernails.

He snorted, this woman is hard enough.

She lay on the bed and slept soundly, with tears in her eyes.

When the man got up, he took the sheet on her body off, and the bruise on her waist was very eye-catching.

He had seen it last night, but he was only in the back of his mind when she was approaching madness.

Fu Jingting glanced at her, such a person who was afraid of pain, and went to help others block the car.

"Shhh...... Pain hurts pain ......"

Xu Qingcheng was sleeping deeply, and suddenly felt a pain in the back of her waist, and she waved her hand to hit someone and was caught.

"Don't move." The man grabbed her wrist and put it down, but the palm that pressed on her waist did not stop, and the strong smell of Chinese medicine dispersed, "It won't hurt if it's rubbed." ”

His voice was a little low, with the laziness of a morning rising.

The bruise on the waist was left by helping the little girl block the car yesterday, and I felt pain at the time, and then it didn't hurt if I didn't touch it, but I didn't expect the bruises to look very scary.