Chapter 332

I haven't done it in three years. It's impossible to say that I'm not nervous.

Han Xiaoye's heart beat, and he took out the rectangular gift box hidden in the cabinet.

It's a birthday present that Moqi bought for her. Of course, it's a birthday present for her. In fact, when Mo Qi watched the film, he saw a set of exquisite love and interest underwear, which he wanted to buy back to watch.

Han Xiaoye always wanted to find a chance to throw it away, but he didn't find the right time. He didn't expect to use it today. She ruthlessly opened the box, took out a few pieces of poor semi perspective cloth inside, and made a gesture on her body. She doubted that the thin rope would break when she went out.

But Feiyang's heart overcame her shame, and she went into the bathroom with the box.

Soon she took a bath, brushed her teeth, applied rose essential oil that had never been used on the cupboard, and took out her underwear from the box to replace it.

Moqi bought a black one.

The black perspective lace is worn on the body, and the cloth is poor. It's nothing to wear on her old flat chest, but she's not Everest now. At least she's a Himalayan. The poor cloth can't hold it. She feels that most of her chest is exposed. Don't look at Han Xiaoye mouth bold, usually buy underwear pants are conservative cotton style. The most unconventional one has bought a gathered bra. When did you wear such... Bold and unrestrained clothes? And this dress, she also saw in the film. Just think about the content and picture of the film, Han Xiaoye's toes are too tight. Her fingers touched the strap several times. She wanted to untie it and change it into her usual style. But when she thought of the sentence "Jet'aime", she gave up the struggle.

After a few minutes of hesitation, she wrapped herself in a bathrobe and went out of her room.

As soon as I went out, the night wind in the corridor blew past the place where there were few pieces of cloth, and goose bumps came up.

Han Xiaoye is very ashamed, especially when she walks, she finds that the design of the pants will rub there, just like that

Can people go outside, she can't go back?

As soon as she bit her teeth, she forced the door open——

In the room, Fu Zhiyan was looking at something. With something in mind, Han Xiaoye clamped his legs, moved in the past, guilty of looking for the topic, "little uncle, what are you looking at?"

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He was obviously learning from what she said just now. It was obviously obscene. It made people feel elegant when he said it from his mouth.

Han Xiaoye has no words to look for words, "did that research come out?"

"Don't you say that practice is the first productive force?" Fu Zhiyan had just finished taking a bath and showed his full and clean forehead. His beautiful eyes looked at her, "come here."

Han Xiaoye was still thinking about what he was wearing under his bathrobe. He hesitated and moved over. man Before he touched her, the people under him yelled, "little uncle, turn off the light."

Who are the hooligans? The typical person who doesn't shed tears without seeing the coffin. It's not her style to show weakness before she starts!

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Han Xiaoye was his heart to see all plop plop missed a beat, incomparably regret at that time bewildered wearing Mo Qi bought clothes. Nervous swallow saliva, "that... Bedside lamp is a little dazzling, little uncle, we turn off the light to fight."

Turn off the lights and fight!

Fu Zhiyan's thin lips pressed tightly, and suddenly opened the belt of her bathrobe. The V-neck bathrobe suddenly spread, revealing the beautiful scenery inside.

Just still obedient did not move people immediately with the oil spilled fish like, fierce struggle up, "I, i... i... don't look."

Han Xiaoye is really ashamed. She has little practical experience.

One of my friends is Su Rui, who is introverted and has experience and won't communicate with her. The other is mo Qi, who has zero full score in theory and practice, and is useless in communication. In addition, there are no female elders, and no one told her whether it would be too loose to wear this kind of clothes.

Although she wanted to make fu Zhiyan feel good-looking, she was more afraid that he thought she was that kind of woman.

Han Xiaoye a little regret, action also big up.

With a tearing sound, the thin belt on the back of the bra broke. She watched two wisps of black cloth floating and floating under the bed... Han Xiaoye was stiff and completely stupid!

Originally, she thought it was bad enough. What's worse, she covered her chest and turned her head to see that the lace edge of her little pants was also hooked on the zipper of the silk quilt. When she moved, the briefs opened a gap.

It felt like something!

Han Xiaoye arched his waist, trying to make himself stick to the silk quilt, but this posture is more shameful than that.

She's not in or out. The small face rigid quick petrified, embarrassed wish oneself buried to calculate! She didn't dare to look at Fu Zhiyan's eyes. She glanced left and right, and didn't know how to explain the situation. She just giggled awkwardly and asked tentatively, "that... Little uncle, if I knock you out later, I'll tell you it's all hallucinations tonight, will you strangle me?"

She swore that next time she saw Mo Qi, she would beat her parents to the point where they didn't know each other!

Ah, what a gift from my father!

This quality is not as good as two leaves tied by primitive people!

"What do you think?" Fu Zhiyan's voice is hoarse, thin lips slightly invisible hook, natural help her to hang on the zipper lace edge down.

"I think you will scold me, ignore me, cold war me, beat me." The point is, she can't beat him.

Han Xiaoye left his mouth. Anyway, it was already like this. He didn't cover his chest. He straightened up his chest and broke the jar. "Little uncle, do you see that?"

"Yes?"

She straightened her chest higher and her eyes were bright. "Tall buildings rise from the ground."

“……”

The person with a blushing face, who was just shy, now looks like a hooligan. Naturally, he is incomparable.

In fact, Han Xiaoye is still shy. In her three views, it's shameful to wear that kind of bold clothes, but it's not shameful to be honest with the people she likes.

He didn't speak. She thought that she didn't think her high building was high enough. She was not happy. She held her small chest high. "Although it's not as big as the salt water bag, it's better than the salt water bag that explodes in a pinch, at least?"

Fu Zhiyan's eyes were dim, and the tip of his eyes became black. "Are you inviting me?"