Bai Chengran came to Mingpai's house and felt the sweet fragrance gentle and fragrant.

The windows are clear, and the layout is elegant and noble.

Ming Ling took the slippers over, bent down and gently put them down in front of him.

He accidentally saw the FM under her neckline from above.

Just like a minor peeking at an adult's movie, his blood pressure rose all of a sudden, and it was a little difficult to swallow his saliva.

Mingling acted as if nothing had happened, turned around and took off her coat.

The close-fitting silk cheongsam was revealed, wrapping her devilish figure, so delicate that people wanted to reach out and hug it.

When I twist my waist while walking, I am even more panicked.

His eyes were a little wooden, and he stood in the doorway without moving.

"Sister, Mr. Bai doesn't need to change his shoes when he comes in, you are so troublesome." Mingpai criticized his sister.

"No, it's fine." Bai Chengran hurriedly changed into shoes.

Mingling served the tea very quickly, and then tied an apron to cook, and her waist was tied with a rope, which became more and more graceful.

Her every movement was like a graceful dance, attracting Bai Chengran's gaze from time to time.

Mingpai chatted with Bai Chengran in the living room.

He is rich in knowledge, and the sea and the sky are wide, making Bai Chengran feel like sitting in the lecture hall of the university listening to the lectures of famous teachers.

In short, it is a great pleasure to be with this pair of sisters and brothers, and the wisdom and beauty of the world seem to be all concentrated here.

Beethoven's Symphony of Fate blends in, and Mingpai's cell phone rings.

Mingpai made an apologetic gesture to Bai Chengran and answered the phone.

"Hey...... What the...... Then you wait, I'll come right away. ”

Then he looked at Bai Chengran, "I'm sorry, I have to go out." ”

"Are you okay with this body?" Bai Chengran asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I basically recovered after a night's sleep. I have a house in the suburbs that I rented to someone else, and the tenant misremembered the access code, and it was locked under the scramble, and only my fingerprints could unlock it, so I had to go there. Mingpai explained.

"Why don't I send you?" Bai Chengran asked with concern.

"No hassle, it's very convenient. My sister is going back to the U.S. soon, and you have a rare chance to eat what she made, so please stay and try it. ”

"Soon?" Bai Chengran looked at the kitchen reluctantly. Mingling's figure was moving there, "That's—it's a pity not to taste it." ”

"I'll go first, and I'll not accompany you." Mingpai stood up and took his leave.

Bai Chengran's appetite was hung very high, and it was better to obey his fate than to be respectful, so he stayed.

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Mingling's dining table is really the standard of a three-star Michelin restaurant.

Michelin's judging is rigorous and fair, even bordering on harshness. There are more than 100 three-star Michelin restaurants in the world.

Bai Chengran visits these restaurants whenever he has the opportunity.

The perfect and pinnacle of cooking, the selection of the best wines, the zero-fault service and the very elegant dining environment make him feel that it is worth it to go there as a "fly".

And now, he is enjoying the same treatment for free.

What's more, it's such an honor to have such a favorite person to accompany you.

After a few glasses of wine, the restlessness began to spread, and the kite was blown by the strong wind, just trying to break free from the rope.

His blood was boiling, and he was covered in heat.

Mingling came over to refill him again, but accidentally spilled two drops on his pants.

"I'm sorry." She quickly wiped him with a tissue, and her movements were very gentle, and her fingers kept stimulating him wherever they went.

"You're so beautiful." He couldn't help but grab her hand and said excitedly.

Her charming eyes looked over, and she was firmly sucked by his hungry eyes, and said softly: "No, no, please let go." ”

"Nope." He couldn't hold it back, and his hand reached for her waist.

She had also drunk, and two flushes rose on her face, and she gasped and said, "It's not good, I-"

Before she finished speaking, Bai Chengran had already come to a princess hug.

She half-pushed, half-succumbing, showed drunkenness, hooked his neck, leaned close to his ear and said, "You are bad." There was shyness in the generosity, which made Bai Cheng want to stop more and more.

"I'll be good to you." He swears.

To hell with what Kong Xiang, what son, even if it's your own company!

Now, he just wants to enjoy something more delicious than a three-star Michelin restaurant.

The incense burner on the high table in the living room diffuses an intoxicating fragrance.

That's the essence that Mingling ordered. A certain fragrance is added to the essence, which is deliberately intended to charm the mind.

Bai Chengran never expected that all this had been laid out a long time ago.

Of course, flies don't bite seamless eggs.