Boys take a bath, shower gel, shampoo.

Then rinse with water.

Get.

A little more refined.

Just like Jiang Cheng, rub it with facial cleanser.

After taking a shower, blow dry your hair.

Jiang Cheng threw himself on the bed.

Roll in a lap and stretch.

Comfortable!!!

Uh-huh?

Nose movement.

Jiang Cheng smelled a special fragrance.

It's light, it's fragrant, it's fragrant.

Needless to say, it's the taste of my aunt.

She was still lying here.

Tut-tut......

I don't know what to say.

Jiang Cheng had no choice but to take two more puffs.

It can be regarded as a respect for the charm of the aunt.

Here's the highlight.

"Lottery."

[In the first round of the lottery, you will get the voice of nature.] 】

"Oh, it's nice to sing."

[In the second round of the lottery, he was born as a stove gentleman. 】

"It's just that cooking is delicious."

[In the third round of the lottery, get the sweet boy.] 】

Jiang Cheng didn't understand what this was for a while.

Then I read the explanation to find out.

Isn't it just making desserts?

Is this the Sweet Boy?

That's a low-level reward, isn't it?

He sings well, cooks well, and makes simple desserts.

There was no temptation at all for him to reward this reward.

Draw three bad prizes in a row.

Jiang Cheng was a little disappointed.

So the system was warned.

"I want you to get to know each other, Mouse Tail."

"Don't make me angry, or you'll be responsible for the consequences."

"If you want to give a reward, give some hot ones."

System: "......"

[The fourth round of the lottery, the black silk of the poem whispering. 】

"What?"

Jiang Cheng suspected that he had misheard.

Didn't have time to think about it.

There is a touch of softness on the hands.

Look down.

Long, black, fluttery.

Jiang Cheng: "......"

The last second was still an energetic person.

It has now been turned into a statue.

It's like time has stopped.

After a while.

Jiang Cheng pinched one end with two fingers.

Pull the things in your hands slowly in front of you.

It's really black silk.

It's still my aunt's black silk.

Still used.

The sharp-eyed Jiang Cheng found that the black silk was stretched open.

Apparently worn.

Knock knock knock......

The room was too quiet.

The spirit is too tense.

Jiang Cheng seemed to hear his own violent heartbeat.

The black silk that my aunt wore was on his hand.

So what to do?

Find a time to sneak back in?

Well, it was decided.

Although the aunt is very charming.

But he's not an idiot either.

I don't hide a woman's clothes and appreciate them.

Putting the black silk next to the bed, Jiang Cheng chose to continue the lottery.

[In the fifth round of the lottery, you will get the white silk of the poem whispering. 】

Jiang Cheng, who was sitting stupidly, twitched uncontrollably at the corners of his mouth.

Black and white impermanence is coming.

"You've got what it takes to get the next reward, two-color."

[In the sixth round of the lottery, you will get the two-color stockings of the poem whispering.] 】

Jiang Cheng lowered his head stiffly.

It's really a two-color ......

Why are girls' clothes always so attractive?

Why do girls always have so many patterns in their clothes?

Why do girls' clothes always make people think about them?

Why......

Jiang Cheng didn't dare to play more.

He was too young to stand up to much of a test.

Set aside.

Three pairs of stockings sit next to it.

It's hard not to pay attention.

The more I think about it, the more I don't look at it.

But I can't control my eyes.

Alas......

Out of sight is out of sight.

Jiang Cheng casually threw the stockings behind him.

Proceed with the draw.

"System, warn you not to mess around."

If you get out of my aunt's clothes again.

Jiang Cheng was very unhappy.

He was counting on some great reward from the system.

[The seventh round of the lottery won the soft cute boy.] 】

The little flying stick is coming~~~

A clip sound suddenly sounded in Jiang Cheng's mind.

Still a soft boy?

Isn't it just a clip?

What does he want this for?

Pretend to be Lori with a clip sound and let your aunt bully?

Hey, it's so perverted.

Poisonous chicken soup with a clip sound?

Uh-huh!

Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up.

That's fine.

When the time comes, the live broadcast effect will definitely be good.

See if he doesn't frighten those netizens.

Hahaha!!

Finally there is a satisfying reward.

It's kind of comforting.

Yes, you can.

[The eighth round of the lottery won the martial arts boy. 】

Jiang Cheng's eyes narrowed.

"System, I suspect you're connotating me?"

"Are you cursing me for poisoning chicken soup too much, and I will be beaten?"

If only the system could talk.

I must praise Jiangcheng: it is really eye-catching.

[The ninth round of the lottery is unforgettable. 】

Jiang Cheng understood again.

"To remember more curses?"

"It's okay, the system counts you as sensible."

[In the tenth round of the lottery, you will get the flirtatious of the poem whispering.] 】

"What the hell?"

Jiang Cheng was stunned.

What kind of reward is this?

Does he want this reward?

No, okay.

Can't you just send him a few limited-edition sports cars?

If you don't have a sports car, you can also pay directly.

It doesn't take much.

Eight or nine zeros would be fine.

This system doesn't work.

It's rubbish.

Spit and spit and spit out.

Jiang Cheng is quite satisfied.

It would be nice to have a system.

Be a man who knows how to be content and not be so greedy.

"Chengzi, are you there?"

When I was thinking wildly, I suddenly heard my aunt's voice.

Jiang Cheng was taken aback.

It's too late to hide the stockings behind you.

Because the door is open.

Immediately lay down and pressed the stockings.

I can't let my aunt find out.

Otherwise, he will be accused of perversion.

"Auntie, why didn't you knock on the door when you came in?"

The poem walked in softly with long legs.

"Didn't I ask you?"

"But I didn't say it was okay."

"It's okay, my aunt won't be shy."

Shi whispered and looked at Jiang Cheng who was lying on the bed.

The little mouth is crooked, and the interest is good.

"What are you doing lying down?"

Jiang Cheng smiled calmly.

"It's comfortable to lie down and play with your phone."

As he spoke, Jiang Cheng touched his mobile phone by the way.

After taking a shower, lie on the bed and watch a small video.

It's very pleasant, okay?

Poetry whispers and does not doubt him.

Because she likes it too.

Jiang Cheng had an eyelid.

Poetry whispered and sat down beside him.

Changed into a suspender nightdress.

This made Jiang Cheng breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, my aunt didn't wear that kind of pajamas.

"Auntie, what are you doing here?"

"I'm bored alone, so I'll come to you to play games."

"Aren't you sleepy?"

To play a game, you have to sit up.

When you sit up, the stockings under your body are exposed.

That's not going to work.

"I've slept for so long in the afternoon, how can I be sleepy now, hurry up and get on the number, my aunt will take you to fly."

"But I don't want to play games now, I want to watch small videos."

The poem whispered and narrowed Danfeng's eyes.

Like a wise detective, observing the small expression on Jiang Cheng's face.

Then judge Jiang Cheng's inner thoughts.

There was silence in the room.

Jiang Cheng lay on the bed.

Poetry whispers and sits on the bed.

The two looked at each other.

It's not about flirting.

Rather, one wants to defend strictly, and the other wants to go deeper.

Stared at it for a while.

The poem smiled softly.

Ruddy, full lips raised.

You can also see the porcelain white and neat teeth inside.

The dog food class has started: feelings need accidents, and they need to be ambiguous!