Angrily stepped on his high heels and walked to Jiangcheng.

The poem whispered and slapped Jiang Cheng angrily.

Of course, it doesn't hurt.

"What do you see? Don't look at it, let's go."

"I'm curious."

After two more glances, Jiang Cheng reluctantly turned around and left.

Forget it, it's still too early for this thing.

In a hurry.

I can't wait.

Someone is still too shy.

Although I like to put my mouth cannon.

But the body is like something.

┐(・o・)┌

At nine o'clock the next day, after breakfast, the two set off.

Jiangcheng did not choose to take the high-speed rail.

It's a Porsche that whispers poetry.

Anyway, if you're not in a hurry, it's more fun to travel by car.

And most importantly, the ability to drive a Porsche with one hand.

With such a magical skill, you have to try it.

Getting into the car, the poem whispered that there was no image of a goddess at all.

Take off your high heels.

The long legs are placed on it with a big grin.

The corner of Jiang Cheng's eyes always couldn't help but aim at the snow-white feet.

Looking at it this way, after all, it is not careful enough.

If only I could hold on to it.

"Don't look at it, take a good look at your car."

How could the poem whisper not notice Jiang Cheng's *** gaze.

I can't wait to stick it on her and appreciate it.

Jiang Cheng smiled awkwardly.

"It's all your fault for sitting like this, confusing my attention."

"Raoli can't give it, so the floor is too hard."

"It's all because you're too tempting."

"Hum ......"

Her mouth is so sweet, why don't you give her a try.

Tsundere woman, didn't say much.

But the corners of her mouth raised high have already revealed the little joy in her heart.

What woman doesn't want someone she likes to praise her for being good-looking?

In the city, Jiangcheng should concentrate on driving.

So you can't worry about the little feet of the poetry whispering.

But it's not the same when you get on the highway.

It's not the peak tourist season again.

It's deserted on the highway.

As far as the eye can see, there is not a single car.

With the help of rear-view mirrors, there is also not a single car in the back.

Stay safe!

Can act.

Jiang Cheng pondered for a while before speaking tentatively.

"That...... Don't mind if I put my hand on it."

「...... Where do I put it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Qingyu realized where to put Jiang Cheng.

Because Jiang Cheng's chicken paws have reached her side.

The little hand pats off the chicken paws.

The poem whispered that there was no good airway.

"Drive your car well, don't mess around, and it'll be over when something happens."

"Don't worry, I'm driving with one hand."

"That's not going to work, I can't mess around with the car."

"......" groaned, Jiang Cheng felt that this was not good.

Forget it, it's still important to be safe.

"That...... I'm going to play with my feet tonight."

"Impossible, don't even think about it."

Frightened, Shi whispered and quickly retracted her long legs and hid her feet.

The soles of her feet itched.

If you are caught by Jiang Cheng to play.

Is that still there?

Isn't she going to twist into a worm?

But Jiang Cheng didn't know this.

Calves, thighs, he's played with them.

So he played with his feet.

"If you don't give it, you have to give it, I don't care."

"Don't even think about it, it's impossible."

"Hmph...... I'll come directly, it's useless to resist."

"You, you, if you dare to mess around, I'll find your mother to report you."

Jiang Cheng was not afraid of this threat at all.

"If you have the ability, you can report it, and tell me how you seduced your best friend's son."

"You bastard!! qδ

There is no way to whisper the poem in a huffing way.

I could only gasp for air.

The big cutie on the chest undulates endlessly.

It's infuriating.

Jiang Cheng, a perverted boy, knows how to bully her.

The point is, she really doesn't want to tell Jiangcheng's mother.

Come on!

with his son behind his girlfriend's back is super exciting!

This sense of betrayal made her little heart thump.

When the time comes, the best friend knows that her son has been soaked by herself.

What kind of expression will it be?

Confused?

Astound?

Unbelievable?

......

Hahaha!!

Just think about it.

So I can't let my girlfriend know about it yet.

Wait for them to confirm the relationship, and then have a showdown.

Enjoy your best friend's expression.

It's definitely very cool!

(✧◡✧)

Jiangcheng, where they are going, is quite far away.

It's a five-hour drive.

It was so torturous to drive for five hours in a row.

Two hours later.

At the highway service area on the way, the two stopped.

Quite a few buses stop at the service area.

Dozens of people were piled up outside the restaurant.

Or rest.

Or small talk.

Or eat to refuel.

......

Jiang Cheng and Shi Qingyu did not get out of the car.

Instead, I found a shady place and prepared to eat something.

They had a lot of snacks on board.

It's just this time to quench your cravings and fill your stomach.

No need to drive.

Jiang Cheng's color heart couldn't hold back.

One glance at the long legs, and then one glance at the feet.

"Can you stretch your legs over now?"

「...... You are not allowed to touch your feet."

"Okay, promise not to touch it."

"Really?" Poetry whispers are not quite believable.

"Definitely, when did I lie to you."

Jiang Cheng patted his chest and promised.

"Who knows if your words count, you boy."

"I won't lie to anyone."

"Hum ......"

The little nose snorted.

Poetry whispers are quite useful for this kind of talk.

A long leg was lifted and placed on Jiang Cheng's lap.

There was a slight feeling of heaviness in my thighs.

Thanks to the woman's long legs, long enough.

The foot stretched straight to the other side.

Jiang Cheng didn't worry about his feet.

That's the big play.

Stay until tonight and go back to the hotel to play slowly.

The left hand touches the long leg, and the right hand eats a snack.

Flattered!!!

The only downside is that the poem whispers in trousers.

These trousers are in the way.

Although it feels smooth in the hand.

But after all, it is not as comfortable as the skin of the thighs of the poetry whisper.

I don't feel anything other than the elasticity of my long legs.

That's not going to work.

Jiang Cheng's ambitions don't stop there.

The poem munching on bread whispered, her eyes straightened.

"Meow, what are you doing? Take your hands away."

Take it away?

That's impossible.

Jiang Cheng's left hand had already touched his trouser leg.

"Lift up your pants, aren't you bored when it's so hot?"

"It's boring, it's colorful, and it's so high-sounding."

"Then I'm just going to pick it up, how to drop, do you have any opinions?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare ......"

How dare she have an opinion?

Jiang Cheng's claws are about to touch her feet.

She can only admit it.

Wait.

She also has to find Jiang Cheng's weaknesses.

When the time comes, he won't want to be teased.

Let him obediently obey her!

Every royal sister has a heart full of aggression.

Poetry whispers are certainly no exception.

The dog food class has started: if you want to pinch each other, a good way is to pinch each other's weaknesses and then tease them well!