The smile on my boyfriend's face is too perverted and too indecent.

What to do?

Frightened, Shi whispered and moved the little PP, wanting to quietly close the distance.

But...... Useless.

Because her ankle was caught.

The woman took the initiative to admit it, making Jiang Cheng's perverted heart cheer again.

Pulling on his slippery ankles, Jiang Cheng grabbed three pairs of socks and sat down slowly.

The corners of the mouth are rising more and more.

The smile on his face is called a color.

It's like a fox who is about to do perverted things to chicks.

Shrinking the swan's neck, the poem whispered and kept blinking, trying to get by.

"Why don't you wear them one by one?"

"No, no, no, that's too inefficient."

"What are you going to do? I warn you, oh, don't be too perverted."

"Too perverted? Wait a minute, you'll know there's something even more perverted."

"I don't want to, can I admit my mistakes?"

"It's useless to admit your mistakes, just obey."

「......」

Let the poem whisper and struggle to beg for mercy.

Jiang Cheng still touched it firmly.

The drama spirit poetry whispered very cooperatively, and struggled "hard".

But it was still easily pinched by Jiang Cheng.

How to use three pairs of socks?

Ahem...... Anyone who understands understands.

All kinds of tastes can only be understood, not spoken.

······

When it was over, the poem slumped softly on the bed.

Jiang Cheng hugged the woman and inhaled a long breath of fairy energy.

Fragrant!

The little hand that had no strength slapped Jiang Cheng.

"You big pervert!"

"Hey~~~ Wasn't it fun for you to scream just now?"

"I don't, don't slander people."

"Arrogant when you're done?"

"Hmph~~~ What do you think?"

Humming her little nose arrogantly, the poem turned around and hugged Jiang Cheng softly.

It's still more comfortable to hold face-to-face.

She can not only admire Jiang Cheng's handsome face, but also take a sip.

No, two, three...... Countless mouthfuls.

Suck enough, she is still in the mood to tease.

"Wouldn't it be better if you just begged me?"

"Then why don't you ask me?"

"It's because you're, okay?"

"Why, I feel like you're too."

"You must have begged me anyway."

"No, if you don't ask me, I won't speak."

「......」

The two competed again.

Everyone wants the other to speak first.

and then bully each other fiercely.

But Jiang Cheng is more confident.

He felt that it wouldn't be long before he could make the poem whisper and beg for mercy.

His little routine is still very useful.

······

The next morning, the three of them went out to surf.

Jiangcheng made a boat in advance, so that you can go out to sea to fish and blow the sea breeze.

It was supposed to be a good trip.

But there are always people who want to add a little imperfection.

On the other side, a more luxurious boat followed Jiang Cheng them.

Murong Chuan's big licking dog stood on the deck and waved at them.

"Do you want to come up, this ship is bigger."

"Let's go fishing? I have a professional master here."

"There is also a Western chef on this ship, do you want to come here?"

「......」

Let Murong Chuan shout like a fool.

Jiang Cheng and they just didn't bother to pay attention to him.

It's a big boat, just enough to fit three deck chairs.

The morning sun is not dazzling or scorching.

The salty sea breeze brings cool air and blows away the heat of the body.

Let Jiang Cheng, a young man with strong blood, calm his heart.

"Here, here."

Hearing her boyfriend's voice, Shi quietly turned her head to look over.

"What's wrong?"

"Legs!"

"Chromophore."

Muttering, Shi Qingyu took the initiative to put her long legs on Jiang Cheng's stomach.

It is also her body that is flexible.

Otherwise, how can you swing your legs at 90 degrees?

The long legs on the belly are not heavy at all.

Jiang Cheng naturally put his hand up.

His favorite is still calves.

The muscles are well-proportioned, the lines are perfect, and the fair skin is as flawless as jade.

As long as you pinch it gently, your calf will sink in.

I let it go again, and it bounced back immediately.

Pinch and rub it, and the slippery touch can't stop your hand.

Jiang Yun, the single dog next to him, didn't look at it.

This couple is disgusting.

Isn't it dirty?

Dare to play openly outside.

What else would you do if you were in private?

Hey~~~

She was too embarrassed to say it.

Murong Chuan, who was not far from them, saw this scene.

He was so angry that he clenched his fists, and his nails were all *** in the flesh.

A mouthful of white teeth grinded angrily, eager to bite Jiang Cheng to death.

But infinite anger can only be reduced to a sad sigh.

Murong Chuan, who has no backbone, can only choose not to watch it.

He felt like he shouldn't have come this time.

The thought of his beloved goddess being casually pinched by this bastard Jiang Cheng.

He couldn't sleep.

······

After playing with long legs for a while, the three of Jiang Cheng caught a fish.

More than ten minutes passed, and there was no gain.

Air Force, again Air Force.

Fishing in the small pond was a little better.

If you can't catch fish, you can also catch garbage, at least it's a little comforting.

But when I was fishing in the sea, I couldn't catch any fish, and I didn't have a single hair.

At this time, it was Murong Chuan's turn to pretend to be forced.

Swinging, reeling, fishing, hooking, throwing......

It seems that all the fish went to his side.

The three of Jiangcheng couldn't catch one, so he fished one after another.

The contrast was so obvious that it made him proud.

"Poetry whispers, do you want to come over?"

"As long as you come here, I'll let you catch a fish."

"You haven't experienced the joy of catching a fish, have you?"

"The thrill of pulling up the fish is indescribable."

"Are you sure you can't try it?"

「......」

Idiot.

Jiang Yun scolded in his heart.

People don't look at you, what are you calling there?

The watchdog barks as hard as you do.

Jiang Cheng glanced at Murong Chuan, "What's so fun about fishing."

"If you can't catch a fish, of course it's not fun."

"Not really, because there's something more fun."

The voice fell.

There was no need for Jiang Cheng to order, he had an extra long leg in his arms.

Lying next to the poem, whispering, sending legs is already very skillful.

Holding his long legs and slowly pinching it, Jiang Cheng smiled proudly.

"I think this is more fun than fishing, what do you say?"

Murong Chuan laughed and almost cried.

The corners of his mouth twitched

, the expression of crying and laughing, ugly to death.

What else is he talking about?

He wanted to go over and beat Jiang Cheng.

But you can only think about it.

"You don't know, this leg gets more fun the more you play."

"Look, how slippery it is?"

"Look, how perfectly proportioned?"

"Smell it again, it smells so good!"

「......」

The sound of Jiang Cheng's voice echoed in his ears.

At a certain moment, Murong Chuan actually wanted to make himself a deaf person.

In this way, he will not be disgusted by Jiang Cheng.

Angry?

He's angry too early now.

Because......

The dog food class has started: sometimes you want to have more fun with the object, you can act!