What do you mean by that?

I treat you as a best friend, but you want to be my mother?

In the past, she was quite opposed to her son being with her best friend.

But now, she raised her hands and feet in agreement.

As the saying goes, fertilizer and water do not flow into outsiders' fields.

The best friend is so perfect, he must have cheapened his son.

And from time to time, I can make my girlfriend call Mom.

Tut~~~

Refreshing!

The old mother smiled kindly, and her ears pricked up.

I'm afraid I'll miss a little bit of my best friend's voice.

Hurry up and send your girlfriends away.

The poem whispered without too much hesitation, and opened her mouth to come.

"Mom!"

"Eh~~~ Call again!"

"Mom!"

"Hahaha~~~ Okay, call again!"

"Mom!"

"Hahaha~~~"

A simple single word successfully made the old mother laugh.

The poem whispered miserably and maintained her little face.

The baby is bitter, and the baby doesn't say!

Calling her best friend her mother, she didn't dare to think about this kind of thing before.

Now it's getting more and more pleasant.

The perverted heart has been greatly satisfied.

She actually fell in love with calling her best friend her mother!

Eh~~~ Big perversion!

After listening to the sound of "Mom" for an unknown number of times, the old mother left satisfied.

This time, Jiang Cheng was no longer in a hurry.

Obediently sat next to him, and did not flirt with poetry and whispered.

Ten minutes passed.

Jiangcheng's mother didn't come back.

I waited another ten minutes.

The poem whispered that the best friend would not come over again.

But why didn't Jiang Cheng move?

The curious poem whispered and stabbed Jiang Cheng in the stomach.

"What's wrong with you? Aren't you coming?"

The arrogant Jiang Cheng doesn't give women a little vision.

His eyes were staring straight at the TV, and he smiled faintly.

"No, I'm tired."

"Huh? Don't do that."

"Hmph~~~"

"You're not angry, are you?"

"Nope!"

The poem whispered to see.

The little boyfriend put up the shelf.

Put it in front of her!

Since he didn't come, she had to take the initiative.

The slender jade hand touched the shoulder of the little boyfriend.

Shi Qingyu didn't push too hard, and easily pushed her little boyfriend down on the sofa.

Immediately after, the weak and boneless body was pasted up.

The little hand holds the handsome face of the boyfriend.

The woman coaxed her little boyfriend with a beautiful royal sister voice.

"Good ha~~~"

With a sultry end note, Jiang Cheng finally ate a small mouth.

Turning defense into offense, Jiangcheng occupied the initiative.

Sure enough, it's still a good poem, and it's very active!

He loved it!

Hey~~~

This is, Jiang Cheng's mother didn't bother again.

The two of them were able to nibble on the couch to their heart's content.

Not to mention, the sofa has a different flavor.

Although not as secure as the room.

But that's what I'm thinking about.

I'm really afraid of someone coming again, so I have to be on guard all the time.

Taste the cutie more seriously.

Wonderful!

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After taking a shower, the two were not in a hurry.

Because it was enough to be cool on the sofa, the two were not very.

Moreover, the poem whisper has not been written today

。

At this time, she still has to write a little.

You can't stop writing about this kind of thing.

Although sometimes write a little less.

But can't stop for a day.

Otherwise, the inspiration will be gone, and the feeling will be gone.

After taking a shower, she was also too lazy to go to the study to write.

Su Shiyu hugged the laptop and sat on the bed.

It's okay to write like this, anyway, her hands are fast enough that it doesn't take much time.

Jiang Cheng got up and went to the bedside table to touch a small thing and came back.

"Then you cut your toenails, do you want toe?"

「...... Will you cut it?"

She was skeptical.

For fear that Jiang Cheng would be careless, he would cut her flesh with a click.

Jiang Cheng smiled confidently, "Don't worry, my skills are very good."

"Then pay attention."

"I'll do it, don't worry,"

Putting down the big words, Jiang Cheng moved to the feet of the poem whispering.

He doesn't need to do it.

The sensible little foot girl put herself on his lap.

The woman is tall, but her feet are small.

Milky white skin, and no pro-black blood vessels spoil the beauty.

Ten cute toes, writhing restlessly.

Unconsciously, the corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth rose.

It's so cute!

The evil left hand grabbed a foot.

The Great Demon King pinched the little princess.

The frightened little princess shrank timidly in place, not daring to move.

Approached with a sharp nail clipper in his right hand.

Jiang Cheng could even feel that his cute toes were tense and became slightly stiff.

Hey~~~

Click~~~Click~~~

The crisp sound of cutting nails sounded.

Gradually, the woman's lovely feet also relaxed.

Hey, it's pretty comfortable.

You don't need to cut your toenails yourself.

When you cut it yourself, how to cut it is not smooth.

Especially when you cut your toes, it's not easy to break your feet.

It's annoying!

But now there is no such trouble.

If you have a boyfriend, you can be willful.

It's still more comfortable to be in a relationship than when you're single.

Not only can you get tired of the person you like.

And you can also enjoy the pampering of each other.

What a beauty!

The feet were grabbed by the warm big hands, and the woman's thoughts flowed.

The crackling keyboard stopped, and hundreds of words were written.

Uh-huh?

The poem whispered to think of something.

So I opened WeChat and found a group of seven people to chat.

She is the leader of the group and the big boss.

The other six are her six store managers.

These six people can be trusted.

[Boss]: Tomorrow you will sort out the *** in the store, take two pieces of each ***, and then collect them and send them to me.

[Boss's Big Wife]: Wife, why do you suddenly want ***?

[The boss's second wife]: Does my wife have a habit of collecting *** now?

[Boss's Third Wife]: Have you forgotten? Our wife already has a boyfriend, this ***......

[The boss's four wives]: Woo woo ~ ~ ~ I don't listen, I don't listen, how can our wives do such a thing?

[The boss's five wives]: Don't be like this, wife, a stinky man is not worthy of you being so good to him, so let's wear it to us.

[The boss's sixth wife]: Wife, don't you want us? If this thing is touched by a man, it will not be durable.

Meow!

She really didn't want to be in this group.

Six rotten girls, open and close their mouths and call her wife.

But all six of them are straight.

But she still likes to call her wife.

Alas~~~

It's all because she's too charming.

The seven of them were good friends at the university.

At that time, they liked to call her wife.

The poem whispered many times to persuade them to no avail, so let them be.

If it weren't for something, she wouldn't bother to look for them!

muttering in his heart, the hand of the poem whispered quickly.

[Boss]: There's no way, he's leg control!

The dog food class has started: when you fall in love, you will naturally have a place to fall in love, and if you have someone you like, your mood will be better!