Facing Zhang Xiaofan's balcony, there is a girl in cherry pink silk pajamas leaning lazily on the leather sofa with a bottle of fat boy happy water in her hand. It's a ton of big mouth, big mouth drinking.

A pair of slender, straight legs on the two legs, from time to time also shaking the small white feet.

This is Su Wanqing.

At this time, the bathroom door is suddenly opened, a woman wrapped in a pale pink bath towel and walked out.

Her hair was still wet, just a simple bun wrapped in a white towel. Her bare arms were white and round, just like a boiled and peeled egg white, which could be broken by blowing bullets.

Zhang Xiaofan was so proud of flying sword, hidden in the vast night, all of which quickly reflected in his vision.

When Zhao Ying'er appears, Zhang Xiaofan's calm eyes can't help flashing a little.

"Wow..."

"Yinger, I didn't understand what the lotus was until I saw you today."

After seeing Zhao Yinger come out of the bathroom, Su Wanqing also puts fat boy's happy water on the tea table. She stands up and giggles.

In this regard, Zhao Yinger just shook her head and laughed, and did not respond to anything. After such a long time as her best friend, her personality has not changed at all, or is she so shocked.

After seeing Zhao Yinger's delay in responding, Su Wanqing suddenly got interested and came to Zhao Yinger from the sofa, giggling and teasing.

"It's so white and tender that people can't let go of it..."

with that, Su Wanqing really poked Zhao Yinger's smooth and jade like snow muscle, which looked like a playboy teasing Zhao Ying'er.

In this regard, Zhao Ying'er turns around and takes off Su Wanqing's little hand which is acting on her. She laughs and says.

"You have no face or skin, Wan Qing. Now you are really less and less upright."

"Ying'er, what I just said is waste reproduction. What methods do you use to maintain your skin? How can it be so good... "

" besides, your scale is much better than mine? "

Su Wanqing jumped back two steps, covered her mouth and giggled.

After hearing such ambiguous words from her best friend, Zhao Yinger's pretty face could not help but Wang Yihong. Her delicate jade finger gently came up on Su Wanqing's forehead, and her head collapsed, tender and soft.

"It's really shameless to say something big or small."

"That's an indisputable fact, OK? I'm just talking about things! "

"What's more, Han Xin orders soldiers. More is better. Don't men like this?"

"Ying'er, why don't you let me have a good experience and experience? What kind of feeling is this?"

As she said that, Su Wanqing also showed a narrow smile on her pretty face.

As soon as she had finished speaking, Su Wanqing's small hand suddenly moved with lightning speed, and immediately called up.

"Wow..."

"this feeling is really first-class

Soon, Su Wanqing sighed from the bottom of her heart.

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