And a guy like Qingyang, it is estimated that he can only have a crush in this life.

Feng Qiqi, who was overflowing with sympathy, couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder in distress: "There is no grass anywhere, why hang a grass, you will meet a better one!" ”

Qingyang: You're afraid that you don't have a brain disease, right?

The egret reacted suddenly, looked at the hydrangea in his arms, subconsciously picked it up and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

There was a look of confusion in his eyes, and two red clouds flew on his cheeks.

Just now, he was vomiting so ugly outside the alley, and now he looks like a young spring, Feng Qiqi really feels speechless.

However, before she could complain, two rows of girls came down from upstairs and stood on either side.

Slowly coming out of the middle, it was the woman who had just thrown the hydrangea upstairs.

The begonia flowers between the eyebrows are delicately blooming, and the bright red light gauze covers the body, showing the snow-white skin half-transparently.

My slender waist was wrapped around a pitch-black belt, and under my straight, slender legs were a pair of bright red embroidered shoes.

Just crossed the threshold and walked straight towards them, the hydrangea fell into the hands of the egret, but the dress up and down of this Oiran and the black and red cloak on Feng Qiqi's body matched very well.

Feng Qiqi raised his eyebrows, revealing an ambiguous smile.

With the face of the Goddess of Love, the smile was unusually charming, and sure enough, I saw that above the veil, the eyes like autumn water were suddenly stained with surging waves.

Qingyang didn't expect that this Feng Qiqi would be a good hand at teasing women.

Feng Qiqi blew a loud whistle, took two steps forward, and took the initiative to hold the hand of the oiran in the palm of his hand: "The girl is the one who throws the hydrangea?" ”

seemed to be pleased by Feng Qiqi's initiative and enthusiasm, and under the red veil that was about to be revealed, the red lips opened lightly: "It was Yingying's hydrangea that found this son." ”

The voice is really good, the voice with an intoxicating meaning like a yellow oriole suddenly made Feng Qiqi feel happy.

It doesn't matter what this Oiran is, but her voice and skin are at least much more pleasing to the eye than the Granny Pie.

Moreover, among the voices that Feng Qiqi had heard, I am afraid that only the voice of the purple color swallow snake venom attacked, which could be compared.

Feng Qiqi looked like a brother at this time, and reached out and touched the delicate hand of the Oiran.

led her to the egret and gently pushed her into the egret's arms

The egret was stunned for a moment, but subconsciously reached out and clenched it, and the slender waist that hit it was dyed with a touch of fire in his eyes.

And the Oiran didn't seem to expect Feng Qiqi to do this, and there was a flash of water in his eyes.

In the arms of the egret, he still looked at Feng Qiqi with tender eyes, waiting for Feng Qiqi's pity like a hook cat.

In that way, Shengsheng regarded Feng Qiqi as a negative man.

Feng Qiqi chuckled, and a low laugh overflowed from his throat: "The person who can catch the hydrangea can have a spring breeze with the person who threw the ball, and the girl should accompany my brother well." ”

Then, the undisguised eyes swept up and down the Oiran's body, full of inexplicable meaning.

The Oiran was so hot by Feng Qiqi's eyes that her legs involuntarily became weak, so she had to snuggle up in the arms of the egret weakly and bonelessly, and her trimmed beautiful nails grabbed the placket of the egret.

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