The humiliation of the chicken butt, he will definitely remember.

Under the influence of the chicken head and chicken butt, the appetite of Olara and Goldman Sachs dropped to zero, and dinner was almost equal to no food.

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All night, Goldman Sachs' face did not recover, and it was as dark as it was.

opened the wardrobe and planned to take a shower with clothes, but found that his underwear ~ pants had all changed.

You don't need to ask to know that this must be the ghost of Olara again.

He stared gloomily at the door of the room, "Olara, you're dead."

While he was so angry that smoke was rising above his head, Olara had just returned to his room after taking a shower.

After the long hair was washed, it was casually draped on her head, a little messy, but it revealed a natural charm, a different style.

The makeup on the face has been washed off, revealing the skin in its natural state, fair and crystalline, tender and flawless, and under the soft light, it is particularly beautiful and hazy.

It's just that Goldman Sachs only has anger in his eyes, and he doesn't have the slightest appreciation.

"Olara, who allowed you to mess with my clothes?" He glanced coldly at Olara, who was wiping her hair with a dry towel, and his voice was suppressed anger.

He was upset, but Olara gave him a casual glance, then walked slowly to the bed and sat down. "Of course your own mother. She said that I will take care of your life from now on. However, I bought a lot more sex ~ than yours. Wear it through and look at it, keep it for you once and fall in love. ”

What kind of words is this, strange is wonderful, extraordinary!

"You have three minutes to put it back!" Goldman slammed the door of the closet shut.

The wardrobe door indicates that it is innocent.

Blinking a pair of watery eyes, Olara said with some embarrassment. "It's been thrown in the trash, and if you're not afraid of getting dirty, I can pick it up and put it on you. Or, you can choose to go to work tomorrow without underwear ~ underwear. ”

Damn woman, Gao Sheng was so angry that he even suffered internal injuries.

grabbed a pair of Olara's newly bought men's underwear~ and threw it in her face, venting his frustration.

"Tut-tut. Don't you slap me in the face every time? Your underwear ~ doesn't smell particularly good, but fortunately it's new, and I'm afraid that I'll get infected with dirty diseases because of what you wear. Olara took off her underwear ~ and muttered.

Glaring at Olara viciously, Goldman Sachs felt that if he said one more word to her, he would definitely go crazy, and then he couldn't help it, pulled out his gun and beat her into a hornet's nest.

Randomly took a new pair of underwear~ and walked into the bathroom with a full body of anger.

Olara looked at the closed bathroom door, and her expression was as much as she could, and she couldn't help but be happy.

Goldman Sachs, you ended up wearing the underwear I bought~.

While taking a shower, Goldman Sachs still felt that his whole body was too hot, and the anger in his body was not extinguished by the spilled water at all.

However, when he was about to put on that pair of underwear, he found out that Olara had played a trick again.

He raised the underwear in his hand~ and the position of his buttocks was printed with a big pink Kitty cat pattern, childish and sissy.

Damn, I didn't take it seriously just now, and now there are only two choices, either wear this super ugly one or don't wear it, Goldman Sachs is depressed again.

In the end, he could only endure the feeling of resistance in his heart and put on Kitty panties~.

Maybe it's a psychological effect, after only a few seconds of wearing, he feels that the fart~ strand is very uncomfortable, more uncomfortable than a pinprick.