White halter top, pink and white arms; black short skirt, slender and sexy legs... Zhang Yadong understood the rules this time, but he no longer dared to rush in front of Wen Jing, let alone pretend to be cool.

, putting the POSS, just silently and closely following Wen Jing, just Wen Jing’s figure, that back...

The white camisole is very long and covers the buttocks, but it's translucent... Oh my god, you can see the waist, it's too thin. Oh my god, that back, the pink bra under the shoulders.

You can vaguely see the belt, this...if you turn around, you can't even see your belly with a wink. This is no different from not wearing any clothes! Today's women, ugh...don't even understand.

Be more reserved, the world is getting worse!

Don't look at it. Don't look at it any more. Otherwise, if the damn woman in front of you finds out, or you have a physical reaction... it will be embarrassing to death.

Zhang Yadong followed Wen Jing closely, not daring to look at Wen Jing's back, but hurriedly buried his head, but... his eyes were attracted by Wen Jing's slender thighs. Oh my god, that skirt.

It's too short, the thighs are exposed; Oh my god, those thighs are too white, if you can reach out and touch them...

Zhang Yadong is not lewd, Zhang Yadong is definitely a gentleman, but he is a man after all, an upright man, a normal man, an old virgin who has not "opened his business" in twenty-five years, and now such a little beauty appears in front of him...

Zhang Yadong is not a voyeur, but it is that look, that look... Zhang Yadong is sick, and there is something wrong with his eyes; Zhang Yadong has no physical reaction, but the heartbeat, the rapid breathing, and the panic... Zhang Yadong is really sick.

,heart disease!

It rained heavily in the early morning, and the air seemed unusually fresh. In addition, before leaving the villa area, the roads were lined with lush flowers and trees... Zhang Yadong slowly closed his eyes. Zhang Yadong liked this feeling, liked this

Zhang Yadong took two deep breaths of fresh air, hoping to distract himself and relieve his inner tension.

It smells so good! A breeze blows against my face, and the fragrance hits my nose. It is fresh and pleasant, refreshing. The feeling... The pleasant expression on Zhang Yadong's face is difficult to describe in words, but this fragrance... seems a bit special, as if it does not come from flowers and plants.

The fragrance emanating from the trees is...

"Hello? What are you doing?" Before Zhang Yadong could react, just when Zhang Yadong still closed his eyes tightly, breathing deeply the aroma in the air, with a face full of satisfaction, Wen Jing turned around,

He looked at the guy in front of him with a fierce look on his face.

"You... gangster, pervert!" Wen Jing shouted viciously at Zhang Yadong, because Zhang Yadong's tightly closed eyes, his deep breathing, and the contentment on his face changed in Wen Jing's eyes.

He got a taste for it and became lustful, obscene, and perverted. He really looked like a pervert and a hooligan.

"Who...who is a gangster?" Zhang Yadong opened his eyes in a panic and looked angrily at Wen Jing in front of him. "What does it have to do with me breathing fresh air? Why am I a pervert and a gangster?"

"Are you breathing fresh air?" Wen Jing couldn't believe Zhang Yadong's words. Wen Jing still looked at Zhang Yadong angrily. "Boy, stop playing tricks in front of me. If you want to kiss me, just say it, not behind my back..."

"No, no!" Zhang Yadong became anxious after hearing what Wen Jing said, and hurriedly interrupted Wen Jing. "Why do I want to kiss you? I..." Oh my god, this is such a misunderstanding. When did I want to?

It's too much to kiss the woman in front of me, but... if I could really kiss those naughty and sexy little lips... I would. As a doctor, you have to think about your patients, so you can sacrifice yourself.

"No, no!" After hearing what Zhang Yadong said, Wen Jing became anxious and shouted out in a hurry. "I'm not talking about kissing, I'm talking about smelling. It's not the kiss you imagined, but the one I imagined...

Oops, what I mean is that you are breathing...and smelling my body, please don't think too much?"

"What does your body smell like?" Zhang Yadong was stunned. He raised his big hand and pretended to rub his nose. In fact, he took this opportunity to take two deep breaths. It seemed that it really was the smell of the dead woman in front of him. No wonder it was so...

It smells so good. I don’t know what perfume I sprayed on it. Why does it smell so refreshing and refreshing?

But now there seems to be an additional feeling, an impulsive feeling that makes people feel a little excited and a little bit imaginative... "I said, there are no hemp trees planted in this villa area, why are they mixed with hemp trees?

It looks like skin, and there is a stinking smell in the air. "You dare to call me a pervert and a gangster, I will piss you off to death!

"You..." This guy is so disgusting. He actually dared to say that the smell on my body is stinky. Wen Jing was so angry that her face turned red. She was speechless for a moment, but she thought for a moment.

Then he slowly walked to Zhang Yadong.

"Hey, these clothes seem to be still wet. Are they wet from sweat?" With a look of pride on her face, Wen Jing stretched out her little hand, pulled the cuffs of Zhang Yadong's shoulder shirt with her two little fingers, and even

He slowly stretched his nose out. "Wow, it's so sour, it smells so bad, it smells so bad, it's so disgusting. You haven't taken a shower in half a year, right?"

"You..." After hearing what Wen Jing said, and seeing the exaggerated expression on Wen Jing's face, she even took two or three steps back in a hurry, and even reached out to cover her nose. Zhang Yadong looked angry, but he couldn't hide it.

Lower your head and smell yourself... I ran for a run last night, drank wine, and sweated.

, didn’t go home, didn’t take a shower, and it seems like you really smell like sweat. “You really have a mental problem, you don’t even know your manhood. No wonder your father wants me to be your personal doctor. Oh, it’s really pitiful, but

Don’t worry, I will try my best to enlighten you and try to cure your illness as soon as possible!”

"You..." Seeing that she was at a disadvantage, Wen Jing became angry and yelled viciously at Zhang Yadong. "Who told you that I was sick? Let me tell you, I am fine. I am fine.

You're the one who thinks he's sick, right?" Damn it, this guy doesn't really think he's sick, does he? If that's the case... And the smell on that guy's body, is that manly smell?

"Yes, yes, you are not sick, I am!" Zhang Yadong nodded heavily, but with a disdainful expression on his face... "You are not sick, why did you call me back? If you are not sick, why would you ask me to do something personal with you?

doctor?"

"When did I ask you to come back? I...I don't want to see you looking so disgusting. It was Wen Dabao who wanted to call you back. Don't accuse me wrongly."

Oh my god, it seems that's what happened. It seems that Wen Dabao really asked Li Chenggang to call him back. Maybe it really has nothing to do with the dead woman in front of him. "Then are you sick?"

"You are the one who is sick!"

"That means you are no longer sick?"

"No nonsense, of course."

"If you're not sick, why did you ask me to come back?"

"How do I know!"

"Oh, then it's none of my business. I'll go back to your father and ask him clearly!" After saying that, Zhang Yadong turned around and was really ready to go back. He went back to find Wen Dabao and asked him about the matter. It was just in his heart.

...This damn woman just wants to save face and suffer. This is a disease. I have to change it for you and change your bad temper. I don’t believe you don’t stop me!

One step, two steps, three steps... Oh my god, why is there no response? Oh my God, this damn woman really doesn't want to take care of me, right? It's over, it's over, this is trouble, I can't just leave her alone, Wan

As soon as something happens...but you can't be so shameless as to follow it!

"Oh, by the way, I have one more thing to ask you." An excuse, an absolute excuse, but it is still a question for Zhang Yadong.

"Stop asking, just go back, I'm not sick!" That stinking man, knowing you won't go back, still wants to hold on in front of me, and still wants to find excuses, you really want to save face and suffer!

"You..." This damn woman, how could she do this? She's so disrespectful to herself! I, Zhang Yadong, am not stupid either. How come I was completely defeated in the first confrontation?

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(Perhaps you may feel that this book is not ambiguous or YY enough, but please don’t worry. Ambiguity and YY are at the back. Don’t forget that “Acupuncture Collection” was originally called “Ambiguous Collection”, but don’t forget that pig’s feet are
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