Chapter 227: Wear So Little

It is possible that one of the three deacons has betrayed him, or there may be more than one, but no matter what the outcome, the wound will not heal in this life.

He has never regarded the Pei family as close relatives, and he regards Ding Yi and them as relatives who are not related by blood.

And now? Everything is a joke...... What else is there in this world that he should believe in and be nostalgic for?

It's better to die, and it can be called the hearts of some people.

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Pei Zimo knocked on the door, the door suddenly opened, and a man was standing in a slim yukata against the light, with a large opening of the V-neck, and even the strong chest muscles and the seductive and bewildering abdominal muscles could be seen.

"How about you." Si Muqing frowned in displeasure, and his eyes were a little cold.

Pei Zimo looked at him and complained in his heart, how can there be a man in the world who is in better shape than him?

He loves to swim and has a swimming pool in the villa, so since the age of six, he has maintained a record of swimming every day and never being lazy.

The body lines have long been as smooth and natural as a flying fish, tight and powerful.

Not the first in the world, but at least it is one in a million.

Today is considered to be an opponent.

"You mean, you're dressed like this, waiting for someone?"

Pei Zimo smiled, he really caught the handle, this man is so good, he is really not so peaceful.

He hadn't been to Xia Qing's house, he went to Si Muqing's house every time he tutored, so late, he somehow walked here unconsciously, still carrying half a bottle of red wine that he hadn't finished drinking.

As a result, he bumped into the big news!

This man called another woman, and he was deliberately wearing such a dress at this time, just to seduce, seduce, and confuse the other party.

He said, he's a flower, and his girlfriend doesn't know how much he's changed, but men, too, are half a pound and eight taels, and they are not noble.

He glanced at Si Muqing, the depression of being surpassed by others at this moment was completely gone, and a smile appeared on his face, "The body shape is good, the muscles are more than me, well, the physical strength is estimated to be very good, seven times a night?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door on the opposite side suddenly opened, and Pei Zimo's mind turned, this is Jinwu Zangjiao, who directly raised women to the opposite side of his house?

Good for you, Si Muqing! The original ridicule is gone, only anger remains.

You actually fooled Xia Qing so much!

He clenched his fists and turned away, but he didn't expect to see a familiar face.

Today, my mother is on the night shift, Xia Qing is gnawing on the textbooks of the first semester of high school, and there are a few topics that I can't think of no matter how hard I meditate.

At this time, Si Muqing sent her a text message and asked her if she wanted to come over to practice singing.

Xia Qing struggled for a while, thinking that it was indispensable to be kissed and hugged by him when she usually went, so this time in order to avoid excessive ambiguity and intimacy, she could concentrate on studying, even if it was only autumn, she wrapped herself tightly, like a polar bear, and her snow-white neck was all hidden in a turtleneck.

She looked at herself in the mirror and went out satisfied, but she didn't expect it...... He...... He was wearing so little.

Xia Qing was standing at the door with a stack of study materials, looking at this beautiful man with a vivid picture of bathing.

Her eyesight is excellent, and from a distance, she can clearly see the droplets of water slowly dripping from his chest, and the crystal droplets of water seem to be attached to this beautiful flesh and body, and even the speed of flowing down has slowed down.

Xia Qing couldn't help but swallow her saliva, it's not going to go, it's not going to go.