Text Text_Chapter 11 Shame, I didn't take off my pants
Chapter 11: Shame, I didn't take off my pants
This is, the so-called IOU? She's broken, isn't she?
Mu Qinghuan smacked his lips and smiled at him stupidly, "Uncle, you are so familiar?" ”
Uncle? He's only twenty-seven! Only seven years older than her!
"You've drunk too much." The man looked down just in time to see the corners of her delicate lips.
"No, I'm pretty confident in myself! I'm not drunk with a thousand cups! 10,000 cups do not pour! ”
Feeling that he was underestimated, Mu Qinghuan was very unhappy, grabbed the wine glass like a little drunkard, and said happily, "It's done!" ”
The man cut off the glass of wine without a trace and held up two fingers, "How many is this?" ”
Mu Qinghuan touched the man's wide and slender fingertips, he was really manly, and he was worried that he would become a nymphomaniac, so he tightened his face and replied seriously, "One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight tigers......"
"Woman...... How much did you drink? ”
"Not much, not much, just a loss......"
The bartender couldn't stand it, "This guy drank a whole half bottle!" ”
If you are a man who drinks half a bottle of foreign wine, it is enough to choke, don't mention this young woman.
"Uh, no, dizzy, I want to relieve ......" her cheeks were red, Mu Qinghuan still knew that she was shy, and her petite body squeezed into the men's bathroom.
"Wrong, you're here." The lockdown directly pressed her on the toilet.
Mu Qinghuan clenched his heart and said awkwardly, "You go out for a while, I can't get out if I am watched......"
"It's not much to see." The lockdown closed the door, and after taking two steps, he paused, thinking that it was necessary to remind her, "You didn't take off your pants." ”
"Wow~~~" buried his face in his lap and died of shame.
After the convenience, Mu Qinghuan narcissized herself in the mirror for ten minutes before leaving willingly.
But as soon as he took two steps, his wrist was slammed down, and in front of him was a handsome face that was constantly magnifying.
"It's too late, I'll send you back." Seeing Mu Qinghuan staggering, there was a possibility of falling in the next second, Feng Cheng lowered his head slightly, and hooked her thin waist with his hand.
Get back?
"Don't! I don't want to go back! What the hell am I not good enough about......"
Mu Qinghuan directly hit the jaw of the lockdown with his head, his movements were quite violent, but his tone was extremely innocent, with a hint of coquettishness and vulnerability.
"Brother Han, why don't you want me? Why are you with Mumegie? ”
"Why...... Woowoo...... Why do you do this to me? ”
Tonight was originally her and Brother Han's wedding night, which should have been very beautiful, but like a mirage, it was gone all of a sudden, and there was nothing.
"Because that man doesn't love you."
The palm pinched her thin waist and imprisoned her, and the closure lowered his head and bit her lip unceremoniously, eager to bite the delicate one, and he said to her, "Forget him." ”
Forgot Brother Han?
Mu Qinghuan sobbed, "Don't! He's so handsome, so tall, he's got a good build, and he's got muscular......"
"He's my dream...... I really want to marry him! ”
"If I can marry a man like that, I will not live in vain in this life...... Woowoo woo ......"
"If you cry again, I'm gone." Lockdown caught Mu Qinghuan's little hand, she took advantage of the situation and was clever, and happened to touch the man's chest muscles through a thin layer......
Wow, it's so hard, it's so feeling!
"Have you touched enough?" Laughing with interest, Feng Cheng was very satisfied with Mu Qinghuan's surprise, which was an affirmation of his male self-esteem.
"Not enough...... Woo woo, you don't even touch it? ”
Why are you disliked by men in your dreams?
No way!
Your own dreams, of course, are your own masters!
In the dream, she must be the queen!
Chi Guoguo looked at the man in front of him, and Mu Qing smiled meaningfully......