Chapter 1357

Jiang Yi nodded, sat down, cocked his long legs and asked, "porcelain, what do you eat at night?"

"Go out to eat, Fu Ziyan and they sent a message."

The day before the wedding banquet, the two men planned to invite their friends to dinner alone. Junci just received the news.

Such an invitation is bound to go.

Jiang Yi smiles. He thought he could have a candlelight dinner with Junci when he came back, but after all, it was an invitation from them, and he didn't say anything.

When he was about to go out, Jiang Yi went into his bedroom to take a bath and change his clothes. He saw that the computer on his desk was missing. After taking a bath, he came out with a hair dryer and asked, "porcelain and porcelain, where have you moved to my room computer?"

"Ah..."

Jun porcelain went over and took over the hair dryer in his hand: "I'll dry it for you. The computer has been moved to the study. I played several times."

She found a place to plug in the wires, took a stool to Jiang Yi, and patted him on the head. Jiang Yi sat on the stool, lowered his head, and heard his vague voice in the wind: "what are you doing in the study? If you play in my room, won't you? "

Nonsense, if you see the piano and the spy working together to copy, the world outlook will not be needed.

She didn't speak. The spy and porcelain had a good time. The piano stood at the door of the kitchen and looked into the study.

Maybe I've been addicted to games for a long time recently, but I'm a little depressed when I can't play.

Next to the dog son cello pursed buttocks, very happy to eat their own dog food.

The piano glanced at her silly son, then glared in the direction of the culprit. Jun porcelain received the piano's eyes and sneered to express her disdain. She turned to blow her hair to Jiang Yi and turned her back to the piano.

Piano: spicy chicken shovel excrement!

She faces Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi puts his hand around her waist. Because his head is always low and boring, and the hum is too loud, the boy doesn't speak much. Jiang Yi moves his fingers around her waist dishonestly.

He seemed to be playing some melody. His slender fingertips were dancing around the boy's waist.

Jun porcelain slightly moved his waist and patted Jiang Yi's head: "be honest. It's itchy."

The itchy meat on the waist is originally a sensitive point. Jiang Yi's touch makes people feel a kind of shivering impulse.

Jiang Yi stopped immediately.

But he still put his fingers there, as if holding her waist.

She is used to wearing loose clothes. In addition to being able to see that the teenager is very thin, she can hardly see anything else. However, only with such a grip, Jiang Yi found that the young man's waist was amazingly thin, and her two palms could be wrapped together.

With such a slender waist, how can a teenager have such a powerful explosive force.

Song drillmaster's big looking people are not rivals, let alone others.

But look at her appearance, really can't see.

His heart moved, there was a palpitation. He wanted to look up at Jun porcelain. He was forced to press down as soon as his head was lifted: "don't move, if you can't blow it, don't go out!"

Although his hair is stiff, it takes a few minutes to blow, and only one or two minutes makes him uneasy.

Jiang Yi's mouth let out a low hum of unhappiness. The spy next to him glanced at the words and said, "don't look, these two people are hot eyes.".

This turn, you can see the very melancholy piano beside.

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