Chapter 712: Which One Is the Biggest?

Although this favorite egg fried rice was a little burnt, it was undoubtedly a super delicacy for Jiang Haoran, who was hungry at this time, and it was quickly swept away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I played such a high-level game in the evening, and I just did a warm-up exercise, so it's no wonder that I don't get hungry.

"Finished eating?" When Chu Long came out of the bathroom and saw an empty plate and eaten up kimchi, he couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes blinking. The expression was written with two words, "Asi".

"What? Do you want to eat it too? It's okay, go fry another one. Jiang Haoran took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and drank half a bottle in one gulp.

"Forget it, I don't want to get fat." Chu Long waved her hand again and again, she was worried that her legs would go weak again compared to her appetite.

"I'll go take a shower and wait for me."

"Hmph." Chu Long left a small milk sound, and went to the bedroom first with a towel.

Jiang Haoran washed about five times faster than Chu Long, and men are always so careless about the maintenance of their skin.

The lights in the bedroom were very bright, and Chu Long was taking a selfie with her mobile phone and the decorations in the house, and her face became bright and watery without makeup.

"Wow, you took a selfie without makeup." Jiang Haoran wore big flat pants, and the muscle contours of his body were obvious and not exaggerated.

Pu Chulong's long golden hair was draped casually over his shoulders, and the neckline of a white silk nightdress was opened very low, revealing a corner of his chest, slender legs, and pitiful eyes.

"What's wrong? Do I have to wear makeup to take a selfie? Chu Long pouted and turned off his phone.

I don't know how long it will take to see Jiang Haoran again, and I want to save everything about him, so that I can chat to relieve my worries when I pick my feet in the dormitory.

"No, I like your bare makeup."

"But how many (huh?) You men only value women's faces. Chu Long gave Jiang Haoran a look and let him experience it for himself.

"Ahem, I said I love your inside, do you believe it?" Jiang Haoran rubbed next to Chu Long, grabbed a spur pillow and hugged it to his chest, put on a jersey, and took a photo with Chu Long.

"I don't believe it."

"That's not it, I'm honest, I love your voice, I love your face, I love your body, I love your ......"

"Stop!" Chu Long was very cute and asked Jiang Haoran to stop talking, his milk voice was milky.

"But most men who are rushing to get married still value ideas." Jiang Haoran thought about it, just like the goddesses finally found an honest man to marry, didn't the male elites all find a marriage that could support their families in the end? Those vases are divorced at every turn.

Chu Long cutely grabbed Jiang Haoran's shoulders and asked, "Then when you get married, you pay more attention to women's figures, faces, or thoughts?" ”

"Well, you have to think about it." Jiang Haoran stared at the serious Chu Long and scratched her nose.

"Don't lie, I'll believe it."

"I'm not going to lie to you."

Jiang Haoran touched his chin, and his biceps naturally straightened up: "Let's put it this way, I admit that I am indeed a face control, because it has to match my appearance." ”

"Phew, narcissist!" Chu Long stuck out his little tongue, and Long Zhi was contemptuous.

"Face and figure determine whether I want to understand her mind, and my mind determines whether I will veto her face and figure with one vote."

"Wuli Xiao Haoran is so philosophical."

"Of course!"

"Hey, I'm still a kid."

"Nuna, you're not much more mature than me." The two tickled each other, and Jiang Haoran admitted defeat first.

"Endi always said that the more mature she was, the harder it was to fall in love with someone, and then I cried when I heard it." Chu Long whispered.

"But unfortunately, you're in love with me, by the way, didn't you promise me your graceful male god?" Jiang Haoran said with a smile.

"Hmph, do you think what Eun said makes sense?"

"It's a little, but the more mature you are, the more you can tell if it's love or not."

"So I think she's able to tell the difference now." Chu Long pursed his lips.

"Won't you introduce her to someone else? Such a generous Long team, aren't you afraid that my body can't bear it or it's better for Endi than for you? ”

"Don't be afraid, everyone else is unreliable."

"You can't control the Busan male god......" Jiang Haoran remembered the scene of APINK's group jumping without blinking his eyes, even he couldn't be so calm.

"I'm going to tell her you speak ill of her."

"Don't! Let's change the subject. Jiang Haoran turned on the table lamp and turned off the headlight.

"Hush." Chu Long and Jiang Haoran sat side by side at the foot of the bed, she lifted her feet onto the bed, studying her manicure.

"For example, who has the biggest breasts among you fans."

"Bang." Jiang Haoran was punched heavily in the chest.

"Don't be so violent, my Aikido goddess." Jiang Haoran was knocked to the bed with a punch, and his body, which Wei Shao couldn't hit, was blown up by a powder punch.

"Shall we?" Chu Long turned around cutely, and proposed in a milky voice, I don't know if it was crispy by Jiang Haoran calling the goddess.

"Huh? Why are you so proactive? Jiang Haoran put the pillow under his head, and at this angle he could just see the hollow that Chu Long did not cover with his hands.

"That...... For the last time. Chu Long actually became an evil dragon in his heart, thinking about what it would be like if Jiang Haoran, who was dominating on the court, was conquered by her.

"Well, sit on it and move on your own." Jiang Haoran listened to Chu Long's voice with great enjoyment and closed his eyes.

Chu Long obviously didn't listen to this, but used his own method to pounce on Jiang Haoran's body, lifted his jersey, got into the loose jersey, his head stretched out from the round neck, and kissed Jiang Haoran's lips.

The tightness of being bound by the elasticity of polyester made both of them feel their heartbeats, and Jiang Haoran could feel two soft cotton-like things flattening on his chest.

Kissing is definitely the most romantic thing in the world, let alone Smecta, a country that studies kisses to the extreme.

Jiang Haoran sat up, feeling like he was holding a baby.

This time it was his turn, he pressed her body under him, his head into the jersey, and put his nose under her armpits, and a faint fragrance came, and there was a feminine smell.

"I'm going to lick it."

"Hmm, it's itchy, don't lick there, gently." Chu Long's voice is like glutinous rice.

"Hmm."

"Hey, it's not very fragrant here, why do you smell it?"

"I like it, it's special." Jiang Haoran stretched out his tongue, which was smooth.

"Uh-huh, did I shave clean?"

"Well, why scrape?" Jiang Haoran asked a very stupid question, perhaps because he was used to the herbs.

"Little fool, we are a girl group, it will look better this way, FFF~"

"Huh...... Can you stop wearing clothes that show you here in the future? ”

"Why?"

"Because I just want to appreciate it alone."

"Hey, little fool."