As for the feet of the poet's whisper, he hasn't touched them yet.

She refused to let him touch it at all.

Jiang Cheng can understand.

Some people's feet are very itchy, and they can't stand being touched by others.

But in this way, Jiang Cheng was even more curious.

If you play with your feet.

What kind of expression will the poem whisper have?

Pouting and begging for mercy?

Or writhing around in bed like a big bug?

Hey~~~

Just as Jiang Cheng was smirking, someone looked for him.

It's not poetry whispering, but three scumbags.

[Physical Cultivation]: Will Brother Jiang be able to get up tomorrow?

[Xiuxian]: How can you say such a thing? Can Brother Jiang get up?

[Aquaman]: If I had a girlfriend like this, I would hate to have to get up.

Meow, this is the kind of thing that happens as soon as the three scumbags open their mouths.

It's kind of pediatric.

If you really get off the car, even the eggs are hot.

[Emperor Jiang Tian]: Don't worry, my health is fine.

[Physical Cultivation]: Remember to come over tomorrow, how can you talk about it without a big boss like you.

[Emperor Jiang Tian]: I'll go later, let you do the work first, I'll go over to inspect, hahahaha~~~

[Xiuxian]: I don't understand one thing, why did you design two small rooms in it?

[Aquaman]: You are not sensible here, why do you ask so much? disturbed Brother Jiang's good deeds.

[Physical Cultivation]: Maybe Brother Jiang has some kind of strange habit, but it's not incomprehensible.

[Emperor Jiang Tian]: I am also something you can speculate?

Isn't the fourth floor of the dining hall U-shaped?

Therefore, Jiangcheng has two small rooms on both sides of the U-shaped top.

The main thing is to give them rest.

If you open a bubble tea shop at school, there won't be anyone there all the time.

You have to find a place to rest.

You can't lie on the table like a pig waiting to be served.

[Emperor Jiang Tian]: My sister occasionally goes over to work part-time~, don't bully her.

hasn't given the three scumbags a chance to react yet.

Jiang Cheng immediately said again.

[Emperor Jiang Tian]: My sister has someone she likes, don't mess around.

[Physical Cultivation]: You can roll.

[Xiuxian]: Cut, boring.

[Aquaman]: That's it? I wasn't disappointed at all.

My brother's sister has always been a magical figure.

It is always easy to attract the attention of major old drivers.

What's more, Jiang Cheng is so handsome, it's hard for his sister to see where to go.

How can they not be concerned?

But if you have a boyfriend, it's no fun.

[Emperor Jiang Tian]: Are you proficient in milk tea?

[Physical Cultivation]: Don't worry, it's not only skilled, but we almost squeezed it dry.

[Xiuxian]: Just milk tea, even if it is a beauty, we can study it thoroughly in such a little time.

[Aquaman]: Brother Jiang, does your girlfriend have any other girlfriends?

The future is bright.

It's about to get a little money into the bag.

The three scumbags are starting to enter the *** period again.

But what's wrong with asking?

Why do you ask this?

Isn't this hitting the muzzle of the gun?

[Emperor Jiang Tian]: Her best friend is my mother, how can she drop? Are you getting tired of life?

[Physical Repair]: Lying in the groove!!

[Xiuxian]: Are there no other girlfriends?

[Aquaman]: Does your mother have any other girlfriends?

[Emperor Jiang Tian]: No!

Three scumbags, one more perverted than the other.

Can't you learn from him?

As innocent as she is, and innocent.

Click!

The door is open!

[Emperor Jiang Tian]: She's here, I don't want you anymore.

[Physical Cultivation]: I can't stand it, this person shows his affection openly.

[Xiuxian]: It's okay, with Brother Jiang's strength, he will come to us in two seconds.

[Aquaman]: What if Brother Jiang can't get up?

I don't bother to care what the three scumbags say.

Jiang Cheng had already put down his phone and his eyes were fixed on the woman.

It must have been the whispering of poetry that made him so excited.

I have to say that this woman understands his careful thinking very well.

Every time he wears pajamas, he always suits his appetite.

Small suspenders, super shorts.

How cool it should be, how cool it is.

Jiang Cheng really has reason to be suspicious.

After the two are honest with each other, will this woman be too lazy to wear clothes?

Uh-huh!

"What do you see? It's not like I haven't seen it."

The woman pouted and muttered.

Say so, but her body is honest.

With his long legs together, Qiao Shengsheng stood beside the bed, allowing Jiang Cheng to admire.

"It's all because you're so good-looking, no matter how you look at it, you won't get tired of it."

"Hmph~~~ Flim Flam."

I was praised by someone I liked for my good looks.

A small sense of pride inevitably welled up in a woman's heart.

The little mouth on one side is so charming.

It's really charming.

The longer the two are together, the longer they get tired.

The more feminine the poem whispers.

This is a temperament that she could not have before.

"Come here, come here."

"What's the hurry?"

"Then you blow your hair."

"Why are you so positive?"

"As your boyfriend, that's the way it should be."

"You haven't confessed, we're not a couple yet."

It's not a couple, but it's doing the things of a couple.

Even more arrogant than a couple.

Isn't that too out of line?

However, it is this unconventional feeling that makes it even more exciting.

Suddenly, an idea came to the poet's heart.

If the two of them don't confess all the time.

But he has been doing the things of couples and husbands and wives.

Wouldn't that be interesting?

Hey~~~

The main thing is that they have a good relationship and trust each other.

That's why I dare to play like this.

Look at Jiang Yun's pair.

She just didn't know him that well, and she didn't trust him that much.

So now I still follow the rules and have been restrained.

Jiang Cheng did not continue the topic.

I picked up the hair dryer and buzzed my hair.

The warm wind blows through the body, which is easy to make people lazy, and enjoy the gentleness of boys.

For a quick fix, play *** early.

Jiang Cheng did not whisper with poetry.

Instead, he sat cross-legged in the back, blowing with his hands and feet.

Bang bang bang ~~~

There was a knock on the door.

Jiang Cheng paused, and his first reaction was to think of his mother.

Could it be that you are here to check the post again?

Is Mom too suspicious?

So what to do?

"Come in."

Sure enough, it was my mother who came.

The old mother opened the door and saw her best friend sitting on the edge of the bed at first sight.

In a blink of an eye, her son was sitting in the back, helping her best friend blow her hair.

The two of them look like this..

.... Is it reasonable?

Jiang Cheng smiled faintly.

"Mom, why are you here?"

"I just came to find your aunt."

"I'll help my aunt blow her hair, just wait a minute."

"You're going to help my aunt blow her hair?"

"Definitely, what's so hard about that."

The obedient poem sat softly, not daring to interject casually.

For fear of saying the wrong thing, my girlfriend will notice that I am tired.

But she didn't want to say it, people wanted to say it.

The dog food class has started: the so-called women are the ones who please themselves, and girls like to be praised by the boys they like!