Jiang Cheng, who didn't know it, opened his eyes wider and wider.

A nice voice rings in my ears.

"Isn't it pretty?"

"It's pretty."

The words have just been spoken.

Jiang Cheng's body stiffened.

Then he turned his head to look.

"I ...... Why are you here? ”

A pretty face in front of you.

was so frightened that Jiang Cheng almost jumped up.

Why did my aunt suddenly run over?

Shi whispered his hands behind his back and straightened his waist.

The little mouth was pouted high, triumphant.

"If I don't sneak here."

"How do you know you're an idiot?"

Jiang Cheng sat up, and his momentum couldn't be lost.

"What do you mean by an idiot?"

"I call this appreciation, do you understand?"

"Oh......"

Accompanied by a shaking little head.

The tail note is elongated and full of teasing.

"If you like sister, just say it."

"Why hide it?"

Jiang Cheng smiled faintly.

"Auntie, you always say that."

"Let me feel a little bit, you seem to be in a hurry."

"Have you been thinking about me for a long time?"

The poem pouted softly.

"It's a beautiful thought."

After speaking.

The room fell silent.

Jiang Cheng looked at the poem seriously and whispered.

Pink suspender pajamas, the style has changed.

Although it still shows white and greasy long legs.

But the shape on the clothes is different.

It's no longer a tight wrap around the body.

Rather, it resembles the shape of a bra.

Slip the shoulders and pull down the two straps.

It's kind of like a combination of bra and short skirt.

How so?

It is very attractive to highlight a woman's capital.

Leprechauns.

Don't dare to look more.

Jiang Cheng raised his gaze.

"Auntie ready?"

"What do you say?"

Shi smiled softly, and Shi Shiran sat on the bed.

"Yo, so calm?"

"Hmph."

The little nose snorted.

It's time for a killer shot.

"I remember, I said it last night."

"You're going to listen to me today."

This Jiangcheng has not forgotten.

Nodding, "yes, so what?" ”

Uh-huh?

Jiang Cheng is so calm.

The poem whispered at a loss.

Isn't this boy during the day?

Why is it so calm now?

"Then I say, you can't mess around with me tonight."

"Yes." Jiang Cheng replied casually.

At this moment, the poem whispered even more confused.

"Why aren't you in a hurry?"

Jiang Cheng spread his hands.

"Why should I be in a hurry?"

Jiang Cheng is not in a hurry.

The poem whispered that she was in a hurry.

"Aren't you very during the day?"

"Why are you so calm now?"

"Or do you want nothing after taking a shower?"

That's not what she fantasizes about.

Follow her fantasies.

Jiang Cheng was very for her.

And then she didn't, and he got his way.

Jiang Cheng was so angry that he jumped to his feet.

At that time, she sneered proudly.

But now, how can Jiang Cheng have a little bit of jumping feet?

The old dogs are not as stable as him.

Hear the poem whisper this.

Jiang Cheng didn't have a good airway.

"Say what?"

"I agreed, you're sorry, aren't you?"

"We're not a couple."

"How could I do something like that with you?"

The poem hesitates softly.

"That means you're just talking hi?"

"yes, that's not nonsense, isn't it?"

“...... Then why are you acting so? ”

"How can you believe it if you don't act?"

"Oh......"

Jiang Cheng smiled and shook his finger.

"You can remember this agreement."

"How could I forget."

This pretending to be forced.

Reading poetry whispers and itchy teeth.

I can't wait to pounce on it.

Hold him down, open his mouth, and bite ......

Hum!!!

didn't be able to flirt with Jiangcheng, and the poem whispered a little unpleasantly.

Indignantly, he stepped on his slippers and went back to his room.

......

The next day.

After breakfast, Jiang Cheng and Shi Qingyu went out again.

Shi whispered, and her mother arranged a blind date for her.

However, the poem whispers and doesn't want to go on a blind date.

Embarrassed to death.

So bring a light bulb to Jiangcheng.

Not only can it alleviate embarrassment.

It can also make the man dispel his thoughts.

The poem whispered and did not dress up seriously.

Instead, he casually wore a suit of clothes.

Inside a nicely renovated coffee shop.

Jiang Cheng and Shi Whispering arrived early.

But the two didn't sit together.

Jiang Cheng sat down at the next table.

I ordered a cup of coffee and drank it leisurely.

Just chat directly.

The two of them just want to talk on their mobile phones.

[Poetry whispering]: Is there any trick to make him retreat directly?

[Jiang Cheng]: This is called asking the right person, directly come to the three waves of mantra, and keep it for him to give up on the spot.

[Poetry whispering]: Which three waves?

[Jiangcheng]: The first wave, waste. Tell him how much money you have to spend a day, buy all kinds of unnecessary things.

[Jiangcheng]: The second wave, romantic. Tell him you have a lot of boyfriends and you have to hang out every night.

[Jiangcheng]: The third wave, lang called. The opening is a bride price of 500,000 yuan, a house of 3 million, and no marriage if you don't give it.

Just when Jiang Cheng was proud of his own strategy.

However......

[Poetry whispering]: Is the money you said too little?

[Jiang Cheng]: What do you mean?

[Poetry whispering]: 500,000 is not much, right? I can take it anywhere.

[Jiangcheng]: The rich woman begged for a hug.

[Poetry whispering]: Don't give a hug!

Put away your phone.

The poem whispers to the head.

Towards Jiang Cheng, he raised his smooth chin.

Gotta let this kid know who's the thighs.

Otherwise sooner or later you will have to ride on her head.

It was almost time for the man to arrive.

It's ok, a little handsome.

"Hello, my name is Wang Ming."

"Hello, my name is Poetry Whisper."

Jiang Cheng: "......"

Sounds weird.

A little embarrassed to say.

The two were silent for a few seconds.

Wang Mingcai took the initiative to speak to ease the atmosphere.

"Want a drink?"

"No thanks, let's finish the chat."

The poem whispered with a straight face.

A proper iceberg goddess.

Wang Ming didn't have absolutely any problems.

He has seen too many beautiful women with successful careers.

Most of them are so icy and cold.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"What do you want?"

"I've read your profile and I'm very happy with you."

"Hmm."

Jiang Cheng heard this, and his toes were torn up in his shoes.

Is this a blind date?

He listened in embarrassment.

However, at this time, a girl came to Jiang Cheng.

"Hello, are you Jiang Cheng?"

Jiang Cheng paused.

Tilted his head to look at the girl in front of him.

It's ok, it's pretty good.

But what are you looking for him?

"It's me, what's the matter?"

The girl smiled nicely, pulled out her chair, and sat down.

"Your mother told me to come over on a blind date with you."

Jiang Cheng: "......"

Poetry whispers: "......"

What kind of moth is Mom doing?

What are girlfriends doing?

Just kidding, right?

What the heck?

The dog food class has started: feelings are not in a hurry, sometimes you need a little ambiguity, but you can't rush it!