Chapter 515

Cabbage sleep for a while, I think this sleep uncomfortable, she unfastened the seat belt, leaning close to me.

He also pulled off the collar of his neck, revealing his white and long jade neck.

Without the cover of the neck, coupled with the provocative posture of Chinese cabbage, I glimpsed the white chest of Chinese cabbage.

Just such a look, my eyes were flashing a blur, let me can't help but want to find out.

I opened my eyes wider and turned my head slightly in the direction of the cabbage, so that my vision could cover the whole body of the cabbage.

I despise myself in my heart. Pakchoi is my brother. Is it shameless for me to peep at the spring scenery leaked out by my brother?

I wanted to take my eyes back and concentrate on driving, but after several efforts, I still didn't take them back.

I comforted myself so much that I just looked at it at random. Anyway, it would be a waste to look at the cabbage.

I want to see the body of Pakchoi so much, not because I am lustful or want to take advantage of pakchoi, but because the Pakchoi in drunkenness is like Su Manyu.

They have the same body shape, look and snoring voice. When I saw the cabbage, I couldn't help imagining her as Lin Manxue far away in M country.

Their faces and sounds overlap in my mind.

I think man Xue, facing a woman who looks a little similar to man Xue, I can't help but appreciate her just like man Xue.

I didn't stare at the cabbage. It was a hooligan. I just glanced at it casually.

Cabbages are used by me as props to miss Lin Manxue. If they know it one day, I'm sure I can't finish it and walk around.

When I got outside the hotel, the cabbage was still in a coma. I called her a few times, but the cabbage still ignored me. She must have been drunk and unconscious.

Cabbage is drunk. What should I do?

I don't even know where she lives.

I tried to call the cabbage several times and patted her face with my hand to wake her up. The cabbage turned over and didn't bird me at all.

Get it! It's bad luck for me to have a drunkard on the stand.

I can't drive her to the front desk. She's always going to stay with me.

I find a place to park, get out of the car, turn to the cabbage, open the door and take her out.

I held the cabbage in my arms and asked the front desk waiter if there was any room available. I got a negative answer.

Click back. There is no room so early.

After thinking about it, I had to carry the cabbage to my room, let her sleep in bed, and I sleep on the sofa.

I was about to leave the front desk with cabbage in my arms. The front desk waiter called me politely and asked me to register cabbage.

Now the hotel management is very strict, as long as you check in, you have to register, otherwise you will be found on the blacklist.

I hold the cabbage in one hand and half, and open the bag on the cabbage arm in the other hand. Her ID card must be in the wallet.

I found cabbage's wallet and opened it. The ID card was in it. I handed cabbage's ID card to the waiter.

After registration, the waiter handed back the ID card to me with both hands.

Mo zikang has always been called pakchoi what Ping'er. I'm really curious about the real name and age of Pakchoi.

Before I put my ID card into the Chinese cabbage wallet, I took it up and glanced at it. The real name of Chinese cabbage is Bai Yuping, who is older than Lin Manxue and is 28 years old this year.

Bai Yuping, Chinese cabbage, this name is very interesting.

I take the elevator to go upstairs with the cabbage. Although the cabbage is slim and weighs more than 100 Jin, it's hard for me to hold her like this all the time.

I've drunk a lot of wine myself. I'm not so tired if I hold such a beautiful woman. It depends on the state.

I threw the cabbage on the bed, helped her take off her white coat and snow boots, covered the quilt, and then came back to lock the door.

I lay on the sofa for a rest. I half closed my eyes and soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by the cold. In the early spring of Hangzhou, the temperature was low at night. In addition, because I drank wine, my cold resistance declined and my body felt chilly.

I got up and turned up the air conditioner.

I look back at the cabbages sleeping on the bed.

It doesn't matter. I almost lost my eye when I looked closely.

Cabbage sleep with Lin Manxue is very dishonest, like to kick the quilt, a quilt all she kicked under the bed.

The whole body of Chinese cabbage without quilt was exposed in front of me. Before going to bed, I helped her to take off her outer jacket. She was lying flat on the hotel Simmons in a big shape in a tight autumn suit and a pair of close fitting hot pants.

These close fitting things tighten the concave convex shape of pakchoi, draw a curve, and show the curve incisively and vividly.Cabbage's figure is more perfect than I expected, and there is no flaw at all.

Maybe because of turning over before, the tight autumn clothes on Pakchoi rolled up 14.5 cm, so that it could not completely cover the place near the chest of Pakchoi. This half covered state was really provocative. I watched me swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.

It's purple.

Underwear quietly out of a corner, Ding nodded to sell the cabbage, let me once again find the cabbage a big secret.

Lin Manxue likes to wear purple underwear. Unexpectedly, Pakchoi also likes purple.

They are so similar, not only in appearance and figure, but also in hobbies.

Cabbage is sleeping sweet at this time, there is no sign of waking up.

It gave me a chance.

A chance to see the difference between pakchoi and sumanyu at close range.

I'm really curious. Cabbage is so similar to Su Manyu. Do they have nothing to do with each other?

I put my face close to cabbage's face, less than 60 cm apart. This mysterious woman, I finally had the opportunity to observe her face to face.

Her eyelashes are long and dense. When she sleeps with her eyes closed, her eyelashes are high and vivid.

Her small nose is very high, and her nostrils are very small, just like mud holding art works. It's delicate and durable. The airflow from the cherry mouth under her small nose is still fragrant.

Her face is very smooth, just like lanolin cream. I haven't found pores in it for a long time. I believe in evil!

Is my eyes too short-sighted or the pores on the cabbage face too thin to see with the naked eye?

The Pakchoi in her sleep breathes steadily, her plump chest rises and falls regularly, and her face shows two shallow dimples with a sweet smile.

I secretly guess that she must be having a beautiful dream. I don't know if there will be my good friend in the dream.

I put my chin in my hands and lay down beside the cabbage, staring at the cabbage's face and thinking about something.

"Sorry, old goat." Cabbage suddenly apologized to me in my dream.

How strange! Cabbage didn't do anything sorry for me. Why do you want to apologize to me?

When I was confused, the Pakchoi in my sleep suddenly reached out and held my neck with both hands. With a hook, my body weight was not stable. I was caught off guard and pressed heavily on the pakchoi.