Wen Qing Huoran raised his head and gave a pair of cat's eyes with a smile.
"Hey
He stepped and stood three meters away looking at her.
The woman stepped on a pair of high-heeled shoes, and her legs were long and straight lined with black mesh stockings.
She supported the wall with one hand, leaning forward slightly. The scene in front of her seemed to be alive, beating with her breath and movement.
"Handsome, don't you invite me in for a drink?"
At the end of her eyes, she tossed her black hair which had been ironed into big waves, and her flaming lips were slightly puffed. The combination of pure and charming temperament was just right.
After hearing that Qingzheng had passed, we should go forward with or without a smile.
"What are you doing here?"
"Oh, I miss you!" Zheng Meijia's face was full of smiles, but her heart was full of tears!
"Don't you want me?"
Wen Qing stood still in front of her and said half coldly and half sarcastically, "I don't lack a dime. I'm sorry, I don't sell it."
Zheng Meijia pursed her lips, almost without laughing.
She blinked innocently, "you didn't reply. I thought you were satisfied with my tip."
“……”
He just didn't want to talk to her.
"Wen Qing." Zheng Meijia pestered her. She held back her heart and raised her face with a very enchanting smile. "If you don't want to be a duckling, I'd like to be your own..."
She licked his chin with the tip of her tongue. "Beautiful chick."
Beautiful chicken?
He's beautiful.
"Go away!"
Wen Qing pushed her away. If you listen carefully, you can find that there is some insincere restraint in his tone, "if you toss again, I'll throw you out and do what you say!"
Zheng Meijia held his neck and hung on him with a dead face, "I don't want to."
She didn't think he could. If it wasn't for the beauty of the so-called distance, she wouldn't have seen him for so long.
Wen Qing frowned and was about to move. Suddenly, the door opposite opened. A middle-aged man in his thirties came out. He was shocked when he saw this scene.
"Ah Sorry Am I disturbing you? "
Zheng Meijia instinctively turns her head and sees that the man's fiery sight falls on her. Her face turns black and she is about to curse.
Can anyone see her now? Look at that again. I've dug his dog's eye!
Without waiting for her to speak, she suddenly felt her body empty. When she came back to her senses, she had been picked up by Wen Qing, and his unhappy voice sounded in her ears.
"Now that you know how to disturb me, why don't you get out of here?"
A bang.
The door of the apartment closed heavily, isolating the embarrassed face of the man.
Zheng Meijia hung her hands on Wen Qing's neck, with a satisfied smile on her face. She was a bit silly and cute.
Nestled in his arms, her grievances and complaints vanished in an instant.
She admitted that she was so poisoned that she missed the embrace.
Wen Qing threw the man in her arms onto the sofa and frowned slightly.
"I'll give you five minutes. After all, hurry up!"
Where can Zheng Meijia go?
She put on a beautiful spring sleep posture, a little bit of off their own clothes, will be a good cover snicker.
"You brought me in, and now you want to drive me out? Hey, no way
Then she straightened up and jumped right into his arms.
Feeling the man's subconscious pulling and holding her, she smiles contentedly and starts to tease his sexy clavicle.