A big beauty as delicate as Shi Qingyu, clothes are not decorations for her.

It's a burden!

In order to fully and carefully appreciate the beauty of his girlfriend, Jiang Cheng could only not let her wear clothes.

Lying lazily on the bed, the poem whispered that she didn't want to climb down anymore.

Gently kicked her boyfriend with her foot, and the poem smiled softly.

"Go and get the black silk from the main palace."

Jiang Cheng got up from the bed and bent down slightly, his attitude was very sincere.

"Concubine Qi, what type of black silk do you want?"

A slender and delicate jade leg lifted straight up, and the poem touched the thigh softly and charmingly.

"Your Majesty, what kind of black silk do you say such a leg should be worthy?"

The fiery gaze fell on the long legs, and Jiang Cheng couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.

"Ai Fei has peerless long legs, and no black silk is worthy of it."

The woman lying on the bed had silky eyes and covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Oh~~~ What do you say the emperor should do?"

"Aifei, why don't you try every type of black silk?"

"Bold!"

Slammed the mattress off, and the poem squinted softly and sneered.

"Little man, how dare you tease Hongu like this?"

Puffing up his chest, Jiang Cheng was condescending, looking at the woman with an arrogant face.

"How dare you speak to me like this, a lamb to the slaughter?"

"What are you barking at a dog?"

"Four pairs together!"

Four pairs?

Now the poem can't be pretended to be soft.

The little face like a flower and jade piled up a flattering smile.

"Honey, can we stop playing so perverted?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "My girlfriend is so good-looking, she should play perverted."

"Great pervert!"

"Thanks for the compliment!"

"Super pervert!"

"I like the way you have a hard mouth."

「......」

Let the poem whisper and keep struggling and begging for mercy.

was still held down by Jiang Cheng and taught him a lesson.

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Jiang Cheng: They haven't forgotten the main purpose of coming out this time.

That's to come out and play.

As for the seven-day National Day holiday, you have to have a good time.

Of course, Jiang Cheng didn't forget to destroy Du Laogou.

He wants to let Du Laogou's fans count down first.

Let him be anxious and tormented inside.

Wait until the end, and then he will find out and execute it publicly.

Jiang Yun once again acted as a bitter driver.

As for Jiang Cheng and Shi Qingyu, of course they are playing in the back.

Shi Qingyu especially likes the way Jiang Cheng relies on her.

She sat with Jiang Cheng resting on her lap.

The little hand fell on the boyfriend's head, and the poem whispered that she liked to give her boyfriend a haircut.

The hair, although short, does not prick the hands.

Soft hair that is pleasant to the touch.

But Jiang Cheng was not at ease at all.

Originally, he was still lying on his back.

Gradually, it became lying on its side, and then it became lying on its stomach.

Pressing the back of her boyfriend's head, the poem whispered and didn't dare to move.

The porcelain white teeth bit her lip, and the woman was a little shy.

Such a posture is still too dangerous!

My boyfriend is obviously a handsome big boy.

But he lay on her lap like a little milk dog, writhing around.

Such a temptation was too great for her.

Hey!

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At noon, Jiang Cheng and his party came to their destination, Tiannan City.

During the National Day, there will be a grand music festival and fireworks display here.

Every year during the National Day holiday, tourists from all over the country gather here.

Although it has been a few days since the National Day holiday, it still can't stop people's enthusiasm.

The crowded roads really make people think of the sun dog.

I couldn't see where my head was when I looked at it.

Cars are piled up on the road, moving slowly.

Just now it was a pleasant goat on the highway.

Now that he has entered the city, he has directly become a slow sheep.

Wrong.

Slow sheep and sheep walk faster than cars.

Because the cars have stopped.

"Damn, can the car in front of you die faster?"

"If you're afraid of death, don't drive."

"I can drive faster than you can with my car."

"Which instructor taught you to press the accelerator and brake together?"

"Hurry up and die far away, block the way of the uncle, and I will beat you to death."

"Are the people in front of you all dead, what are you doing there?"

"Give you two minutes, get out of here, or I'll go up and beat you to death."

「......」

The big man, who suffers from road rage, stands next to the car and yells at the top of his lungs.

The green forehead is so hideous.

A powerful voice that bombards people's ears.

Although it is separated by glass, it still can't stop the offensive of the big man.

No one dared to get out of the car and talk to him.

Arms thicker than a girl's thighs can lift their heads with one hand.

Pick up your head, not your head.

With a click, it's picked up.

The unhappy man clenched his fists and crackled.

Glancing at his car.

Reluctant to hammer.

Turning his head to look at the black car next to him.

The big man raised his fist in anger.

He wanted to punch the glass to vent his anger.

However......

The window opened, and a baseball bat came out.

The big man put down his hand stupidly and bent down to laugh.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm kidding."

Jiang Cheng smiled slightly, seemingly harmless to humans and animals.

"Were you going to hammer my car?"

"No, absolutely not, I'm just fighting mosquitoes."

Dahan let go of his fist and slapped himself violently.

Syllable~~~

The loud sound made the other people in the car tremble.

If this slap hits them in the face, you'll have their heads removed.

Jiang Cheng nodded in satisfaction.

"Everyone is annoying, stop arguing."

"Good, good!"

Nodding his head, the big man slipped into the car.

For a moment, the surroundings fell silent.

The poem stabbed Jiang Cheng's stomach softly and funny.

"I didn't think you could pretend to be good!"

Hugging the woman's small waist and hooking his chin with one hand, Jiang Cheng smiled proudly.

"So, what are you trying to say?"

Blinked cutely, the poem bit her lip softly and smirked.

"I want to ask, do I have to pay you some protection money too?"

"This can be there!"

"And what protection money do I have to pay?"

"I'll just collect it."

After speaking, Jiang Cheng lowered his head and grabbed his little mouth.

Sweet and sweet cutie, naturally, is the best protection fee.

The grinding and grinding along the way also made Jiang Cheng and Shi Qingyu comfortable for a long time.

Jiang Yun was very irritable when driving.

But they kept getting tired in the back, but they were comfortable.

Hold, keep pinching!

A woman who hums and chirps can only nest softly in her boyfriend

Friends in the arms.

The map indicated a 10-minute journey, but it took an hour to drive.

was pinched all the way, and Shi Qingyu was finally able to lie on the big bed.

His limbs were wide open, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his lips were soft.

"Ahhh

Jiang Cheng pinched the cuteness, "Don't scream, okay?"

Turning his head, the poem whispered and raised his handsome eyebrows.

"What are you still sitting? Get down!"

"Howler!"

The dog food class has started: if you want to be pampered by your boyfriend, you naturally have to pay some protection money!