The girl outside the door was his sister Jiang Yun.

It turned out that these two people joined forces to trap him together.

He was stupid, and he was so fooled.

The poem whispered in order not to let Jiang Cheng slip away.

Lying dead on his back, he said nothing and wouldn't let him go.

Just kidding, they've been planning for so long to get this far.

How could it be possible to let Jiangcheng go now.

"Let's go, let's go, I'm really convinced."

"Hey~~~ That's fun."

The poem that smiled and chanted was very obedient, and slipped his little hand into Jiang Cheng's big hand.

Jiang Cheng took advantage of the situation and held it, and his fingers were interlocked.

The soft palm of the hand has always been his favorite.

Holding it like this, you can also feel the softness of the woman's palm.

The slender fingers, clasped between his fingers, have an indescribable beauty.

He loved it!

Jiang Yun followed.

Jiang Cheng, who is the big brother, looked at it with concern.

"He didn't look for you when you went back to school last night, did he?"

"Nope."

"It's good if you don't, if he dares to bully you, remember to tell me."

"Uh-huh!"

This is not what Jiang Cheng really cares about.

What he was more concerned about was Jiang Yun's mood.

However, he is not easy to say.

The smart Jiang Yun was the first to notice.

Immediately, he showed off a sweet smile at his brother.

"Don't worry, I'm not that vulnerable."

「...... Isn't it really uncomfortable?"

"No, I didn't feel a little uncomfortable after seeing you fight for so long yesterday."

"Really? Don't lie to me."

"I'm so uncomfortable, I haven't made any real progress with him."

「...... Oh."

Then Jiang Cheng was relieved.

Three people can't drive a Porsche sports car.

So, Jiang Cheng drove a small BMW with a whispering poem.

She doesn't just have a car.

······

People are living better now.

I have nothing to do, and I always want to invite a few friends to go shopping.

A woman dressed up seductively keeps pleasing the father of the gold owner.

Trying to get a little bit of good.

The more delicate ones are the two girls, strolling slowly.

They are free to buy whatever they want.

In the huge shopping mall, the worst estimate is the boys who don't want to go shopping.

I don't like shopping, but I was pulled out by my girlfriend.

I still have to carry so many things, and my wallet has to be slimmed down.

Why doesn't he buy it, and his wallet has to be thin?

Joke.

Girlfriend buys something, but boyfriend doesn't give money?

How many people automatically default that their boyfriend is going to buy something for their girlfriend?

But none of these are under the control of Jiang Cheng.

The three of them in Jiangcheng are receiving the envious gaze of countless passers-by.

1.85 meters tall, such a girl is really rare.

Especially the silver hair, which made Jiang Cheng a little more charming.

The curvature of the chest is so tempting.

The poem whisper of 1.75 meters is also very high among girls.

But in front of Jiang Cheng, he was still a little shorter.

It's just her graceful figure and delicate pretty face.

The same is the object of envy.

Jiang Yun on the other side of Jiangcheng was a little worse.

Although she is also a big beauty.

Long hair fluttering, sweet and lovely facial features.

but

Yes, she's too young after all.

There is no temperament and charm of poetry whispering.

The three beauties have their own characteristics.

Along the way, countless people couldn't help but take a second look.

Sure enough, beautiful women play with beautiful women.

The ghost and ghost Jiang Yun, take a look here, take a look there.

grinning and teasing his brother.

"Brother, do you see it? A lot of people look at you."

"I'd rather they didn't look at it."

"Brother, you have to be confident, you look good now."

"I just want to be handsome, I don't want to be good-looking."

"It's fun to change identities once in a while."

Jiang Cheng didn't have to refute this.

came out in women's clothes, and the perversion in his heart was greatly satisfied.

When he saw those boys, all of them were like Brother Pig, he wanted to laugh.

If he rushes up to them, say a word to him.

"Brother, don't look at me, I'm older than you."

What will their expressions be?

It's exciting to think about!

Hahaha~~~

Jiang Cheng, who was in a good mood, waved his hand.

"Whatever you want, just say it."

"I'll just buy a bag."

"Then I'll give you the bag too."

"Let's go."

Girls, there is an inexplicable attachment to bags.

If you have a bag, you want more.

It's like a collection.

After all, girls always have to carry a bag when they go out.

If the appearance of the bag is low, I am embarrassed to take it out.

It's not the same with boys.

I have a mobile phone in hand, and I have it in the world.

Pocket?

What is that?

That's a burden?

······

A shop that specializes in selling bags.

At this point, there are quite few people.

Two exquisitely dressed girls seem to be very skilled in picking bags.

There is also a man and a woman in the corner, who seem to be a couple.

The boy's face was full of impatience.

The brows are furrowed, and they can kill a fly the size of a cockroach.

The girls, on the other hand, were happily picking out their bags.

I don't care about the boys around me.

It seems that the attraction of the bag is greater than that of the boys.

Too lazy to care about these people.

Jiang Cheng followed Shi Qingyu and Jiang Yun and walked in.

"How's this?"

"It's too big to take."

"What about this? The colors are pretty good."

"It's good-looking, it's just too loose here."

"This, this, this, I like this."

"Yes, it feels good."

「......」

I don't know if I've been an old driver for too long.

When Jiang Cheng heard these words, he couldn't help but think in a certain direction.

How does it sound so ambiguous?

It takes a long time for a woman to buy something.

If two women buy it together, it will take even longer.

They seemed to want to take a look at all the bags in the store.

Jiang Cheng was bored.

I had to hold the little hand of the poem and play slowly.

Playing with a girl's little hands doesn't require skills, just by feeling.

Play as much as you want.

The index finger and thumb pinch the woman's small hand, slowly brushing it from the root to the fingertips.

You can feel the slenderness and smoothness of the woman's fingers.

Fingers slowly rubbing the back of the hand, another feeling.

The skin on the back of the hand is not loose at all.

in vain

The tender ones are reluctant to pinch hard.

Poetry whispers and doesn't struggle.

Obediently let Jiang Cheng play with his little hands.

She loved the intimacy.

If it were a little more intimate, she would have liked it better.

Preferably at negative distance.

Hey~~~

Jiang Yun next to him had tried his best to ignore it.

But I always can't control my sneaky glances.

These two are really tired enough.

She likes to eat dog food, though.

Hey~~~

The three of them were slowly picking out their bags.

Suddenly, the other side blew up.

The dog food class has started: I really like a person, I like physical contact with each other, and I am even more addicted to intimacy with each other!