I have to say that Jiang Cheng is handsome.

Especially when you raise your eyebrows and smile evilly.

Ruffian, handsome, handsome.

Very much in line with the appetite of poetry whispering.

Such a boy is suitable to hold in his arms and eat her well.

Hey~~~

"In order to create an atmosphere, I pretended to be decent."

"I don't believe it, someone is like that."

"Uh......"

All right.

She confessed.

She was just cowardly.

But there is also an element of exaggeration.

Under normal circumstances, even if she was afraid, she would not be afraid to be like that.

Rub and rub...... The little head rested on Jiang Cheng's lap.

Jiang Cheng had a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head to look at the woman.

Such a woman is well-behaved and cute.

Bei Fang bit his lip slightly.

Miraculously, Jiang Cheng saw a trace of shyness.

"Did you really do that kind of thing just now for me?"

"Sure, I'm afraid you can't stand it if you think about it, and then come and pounce on me."

"Where am I that kind of person?"

"You're not that kind of person? I don't believe it."

This position is very comfortable.

He can talk to women while caressing his tender face.

It's like touching a kitten.

Poetry whispers love this kind of touching.

It's so comfortable that your eyes are crooked.

Enjoying the favor of the person she likes, she is a lot bolder.

"Why don't you wait until you get back over there, and I'll help you?"

"Huh? Are you sure?"

"yes, it's too dangerous here."

"You can't lie to me again, right?"

"Don't worry, when did I lie to you?"

"Hmph~~~ Then I'll believe you."

"Hey~~~"

Just thinking about it, Jiang Cheng was a little excited.

After so many years in office, is it finally time to step down?

......

The last day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

If you stay in high school, it's uncomfortable.

Because of the day's homework, piles and piles in front of you, make you write until chicken paw cramps.

But college is different.

Look at Jiang Yun, it's so comfortable that you don't want it.

No worries about homework at all.

On the last day of the holiday, the family still stayed at home, ate delicious food, watched TV, and chatted.

Yes, family.

Although the poem whispers is just Jiangcheng's mother's best friend.

But Jiang Cheng's family regards Shi Qingyu as family.

Therefore, the poem whispers in Jiangcheng's house, so there will be no restraint a little.

Taking advantage of the free time during the day, Jiang Cheng and Shi whispered back over there.

What are you going to do over there?

It must be the women's clothes of Jiangcheng.

At six o'clock in the evening, Jiang Cheng's family had already finished eating.

At this time, Jiang Cheng was tinkering in his bedroom.

He hadn't worn a women's outfit yet, so he didn't know how to get dressed.

And this is also a swear, which is even more difficult to wear.

Girls' clothes, it's just weird.

There are some clothes that look like swimsuits, but there are also people who wear them.

There are also some clothes, you don't know if it's a line or a fabric.

The husband and wife sat leisurely downstairs, waiting for their son's appearance.

Jiang Yun sat on the bed, his eyes wide open, watching his brother and aunt make trouble.

"Xiaoyun, go to my room and get a bare-legged artifact."

"Okay

Le!"

Jiang Yun, who was excited, slipped out of the smoke.

Don't give Jiang Cheng a chance to stay at all.

"I don't have to wear a bare-legged artifact, do I?"

"Wear it, look at your scuds, it's so incongruous."

"But I'm a boy, isn't it too perverted to wear a bare-legged artifact?"

"You're wearing women's clothes now, and you're supposed to wear a bare-legged artifact."

couldn't say poetry whispering, Jiang Cheng had no choice but to accept his fate.

The poem whispered and fiddled with her clothes with great interest.

And Jiang Cheng was sitting next to him boredly.

Even if she is a girl, it will take a little time to figure out how to wear this kind of clothes.

Wait a minute, she still has to put on makeup for Jiang Cheng.

It's rare to let this color kid wear women's clothes once, and he must do it a little more exquisitely.

Soon, Jiang Yun returned.

Looking at the large handful of bare-legged artifacts, Jiang Cheng's eyes bulged out.

"Have you used all of them?"

"That's right!"

This...... He's welcome.

Auntie's bare-legged artifact is still used.

I have to admit that he is quite perverted.

"Xiaoyun, bring me the bare-legged artifact."

How could Jiang Yun not see that his brother was careful?

Her pretty face was full of ridicule and she smirked.

"Brother, brother, you're too perverted."

"My aunt is still here, can't you restrain yourself?"

Restrained?

Jiang Cheng didn't know how to write these two words.

Perverted?

It's just going to be perverted, it's exciting enough.

Hey~~~

"What is this, Auntie won't mind."

"Yes, yes, yes......" the poem whispered and laughed and teased.

"What other plain clothes do you want from me?"

"Can I pick my own?"

"Yes!"

The sexy woman is standing pretty, let Jiang Cheng admire.

You're welcome to have a color batch.

The presumptuous eyes looked at the woman's delicate body.

Auntie's original clothes?

It's so perverted!

But when you think about it, you can't control your smile.

"Hey, hey, I'm still here, can you restrain a bit?"

Jiang Yun wanted to find a crack to get into.

This pair of men and women, I really don't know how to say it.

Forget that she's a big living person?

Say such perverted things in front of her, openly.

Is that really good?

┐(￣ヘ￣)┌

Interrupted by his own old sister, Jiang Cheng retracted his gaze.

Don't dare to ask for it anymore.

It's okay, there's no hurry.

When he returned to the poetry whisper, he wanted everything.

"Pick a bare-legged artifact you like."

"Why are they all the same as pants?"

"This is a bare-legged artifact, not ***."

"Then why don't you bring ***?"

"Look at your Scuds, *** too thin to cover."

「......」

There's a lot of bare-legged artifacts.

Black, white, complexion......

I can't see that Jiang Cheng doesn't know which one to choose.

Then think of the long legs of the poem whispering.

It's an indescribably wonderful feeling.

Then Jiang Yun and Shi whispered like looking at a fool, looking at Jiang Cheng.

Is this stupid?

Look at the bare-legged artifact and laugh yourself like this.

What did you think of?

At this time, Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at the poem and whispered.

"Then why haven't I seen you wear it?"

"What am I doing wearing this on a hot day?"

"And you're still letting me wear it?"

"It's okay, your air conditioner is powerful."

"I always feel like I'm going to get bored."

"It's not stuffy, it's very comfortable to wear."

「......」

In the end, Jiang Cheng still picked a skin color.

Although he likes the black one very much.

But he's a man, and it's too unusual to wear black.

It's easy to pick.

But what about wearing?

It's not easy.

The dog food class has begun: I have to say that if two people want to add to the fun, certain clothes are indispensable!