Chapter 6 Tastes just right
But the surface still has to be comprehensive, she smiled just right, beautiful and incomprehensible, put her hands together on her knees, and sat upright in a proper manner: "Who said that?" Presumably the man was blind. ”
"Your proportions are exemplary in math books. It's just right if it's not fat or thin, it's slender and powerful, and it tastes just right. There is too little meat in the ribs, and it is quite firm. ”
People who are so ruthless that they even scold themselves are so terrible that they don't even know what they say.
Joe Renran is an example of this.
After speaking, I found that Chu Yue looked at her with a slightly strange look, her eyebrows and eyes were still thin, but the tips of her white ears were obviously dyed with a touch of powder, and her tone was angry with some unnaturalness: "Qiao Renran, what are you thinking about all day long?!" It's really a dirty thought and a shameless one. ”
Qiao Renran only then reacted to her words that were ashamed of her life, and she reacted very calmly, anyway, it was not the first time.
Shrugging indifferently, she smiled and teased, a pair of bright eyes, slowly approaching him, with an overwhelming gorgeous broken gold: "Huh? What is what? What do you think it is? It's just eating your literal meaning. ”
Chu Yue looked at her, his dark eyes carried deep meaning, and in the next second, his face suddenly sank: "Qiao Renran!!"
"Get out."
"Don't. Isn't that just kidding? Not to let it go. Why are you so stingy. ”
"Stingy?" Some people laughed angrily.
Qiao Renran's voice smiled lightly, and his tone rose: "Isn't it?"
In the next second, I suddenly found myself gradually deviating from the track of pleasing and pretending to be obedient, and the conversation changed: "Just kidding, you are very generous, ordinary people will not be generous enough to spend a huge amount of money on me, just like throwing garbage." ”
Chu Yue: "......"
Throwing out the garbage?
When is he "Aung Tsai"? (Aung Tsai: In a local dialect, it means "fool.") )
Who could tell him what was going on in his heart after listening to her words?
Chu Yue ignored her and silently adjusted his breath in his heart.
When it was almost over, he glanced at her expressionlessly, and snorted sullenly: "It's like this every time, I stayed up late and finally finished my work and came over with exhaustion." But you always find fault with me, and you don't want to see me at all, and you have to quarrel with me to count. ”
He has a face like jade, a long figure, and the whole person is lying on the sofa at some point, and the neckline of the bathrobe on his body is slightly open, with an unknown meaning, as if he is tempting.
At this time, the rippling black eyes seemed to have a whirlpool, and she was so dizzy that she almost couldn't support it.
Qiao Renran held his breath of confusion, sat beside the beauty, and continued to flatter: "I promise not to make you angry in the future." ”
When grievances are expressed in this world, some people cry and some make trouble.
But I have never seen someone confide in their grievances, and their expressions are still indifferent, but they make people's hearts soft.
The man raised an eyebrow, as if somewhat satisfied.
The body went down a little more, and before she knew it, she was getting closer, and the scenery below the neckline was exposed to the air, and she looked like an "unconscious man with a conscience".
The beauty looked at her, her eyes flickered and brightened, and her voice was cold with a faint nasal voice: "Every time I quarrel with you, I can't sleep peacefully when I go back." Every time I turn over and over, I think about you and can't sleep. ”
The smell of the air has become stronger, and the faint ancient scent of sandalwood on his body is in his nose.
He was lying on the couch, like an angry wife, waiting for her to come and coax him.
But it seemed like she was being slaughtered, waiting for her to hold him down for an all-round 360 deep kiss, ravaging and torturing.