"puff?"

Listening to this sudden mistress, Chu Hao and Liu Yuemei were both stunned.

Liu Yuemei was fine. She sat opposite Comrade Molan. The two warm tight jeans wrapped around Dami Yueding was not facing her.

Chu Hao witnessed Comrade Mo Lan's jeans' crotch suddenly bulged slightly. Although he could not rush his fart, the loud and heroic sound of farts as his master still surprised Chu Hao.

Su Molan didn't expect that she would break up in public? It was a big story.

She remembers that she never farted, why did she suddenly make such a loud fart!

It's embarrassing...

Even as an old detective, his psychological quality is strong, he still blushed with shame.

Especially when he was farting against Chu Hao, the stinky brat, he saw the whole process.

Su Molan was even more embarrassed and quickly crossed her legs again, stared at Chu Hao who was staring at her, Damei Yue Ding, and said angrily:

"What are you looking at! What can I see if I fart? I'm fussing. Let's see if I believe it or not....."

"Haha, yi, I didn't expect you to fart too, but this old saying goes well, no loud farts, no stinky farts......"

"Your big fart is so loud, I didn't smell any fart, but it has a faint fragrance..."

Chu Hao didn't deliberately hold Comrade Molan's incense feet. His nose wings twitched, and he got up and smelled Su Molan.

Don't say it, he really didn't smell the smell of stinky butt, but there was a faint and inexplicable fragrance in the air.

To be precise, it is not the fragrance, but a fermented smell that mature women have to the extreme. Everyone knows it...

To be honest, if his relationship with Comrade Molan is as deep and close as the deputy director, he will not be able to pull so much at all. Just pounce on him and grab a few sips to take a few mouthfuls. OK...

Or Comrade Molan said provocatively, "I don't believe it, it's not smelly. If you have a genital, come and smell it." Then Chu Hao must have plunged in before she finished speaking, and then smelled it enough before she could regret it...

Oh, that's so beautiful, that's so authentic, we old Yanjing people like this taste...

Su Molan's pretty face turned redder when she said it. She bit her lip and kicked him, and said angrily:

"I'm convinced you, you can flatter you, and the farts must be smelly. Whoever farts doesn't smell bad? OK, okay, can you stop discussing the farts? I'm so annoying, will it be pickled or not..."

She looked at Liu Yuemei, who was trying hard to hold back her smile, coughed slightly unnaturally, and said with a wry smile:

"Miss Yuemei, go open the doors and windows to ventilate. The smell of the whole room is full of farts, don't stinking your house..."

That's right, Liu Yuemei endured her laughter very hard at this time. When she saw the heroic and sassy sister Mo Lan laughing, she broke her fart without any warning, and revealed all the cool characters she had previously maintained, so she wanted to laugh for no reason.

It was not for making fun of her, but for some reason that Sister Molan was very charming and cute.

She removed a lot of the halos she had with her own as a detective, especially her pretty face, who was so blushed that she was afraid of making her house smelly, which made her look a little more cute.

This huge contrast between the two of them made Liu Yuemei feel a little fond of Chu Hao, the second person, from the bottom of her heart. The nervousness and cramping feeling at a loss faded a lot.

Liu Yuemei did not follow Su Molan's advice, but waved her hand and explained with her pink cheeks that suppressed her smile:

"Sister Molan, it's okay, the room is really smelly. I smelled it carefully. It really has a faint fragrance. I can't tell what it smells..."

"Yuemei! Oh, you little girl, you actually got embarrassed by this little bastard Chu Hao. Let's see how I deal with you..."

Su Molan was so embarrassed that the two of them kept saying that her fart was not smelly and that there was a faint fragrance.

What a scent of bullshit? She smelled it for a long time and there was nothing else except the smell of horse fork bugs in that area.

As for the smell of hair, this is what made her most ashamed to say. The fart just now came too suddenly, and accidentally popped up a few drops of niao.........

It would be fine for Chu Hao to tease him, but at this time he was teased by Liu Yuemei in person, and Su Molan pulled Liu Yuemei into her arms with shame.

The two long legs tightly fixed Liu Yuemei's willow waist, twisted her pink and cute little face, and scratched her itchy.

"Hahaha, Sister Molan, I was wrong hahaha... Please don't scratch hahaha..."

"Hey, little girl, I can't cure you if I don't believe it. Do you dare to laugh at me? Do you dare?"

Liu Yuemei has small arms and calves, except for being fierce, she can make a lot of money than Su Molan, so she is not her opponent.

Like a little rabbit, she was tightly tucked in Su Molan's arms, or more like an innocent deer entangled by a giant forest python.

After a while, I was so scratched that my tears were squeezed out, and I kept begging for forgiveness:

"Sister Molan, Sister Molan, I don't dare anymore. I really don't dare anymore. Just spare me this time..."

Su Molan continued to move her hands unyieldingly, and her two jade hands quickly penetrated into the hem of Liu Yuemei's sweater and instantly turned into a claw hand to grab the wave dragon.

Immediately, Su Molan's face changed, she took a breath of cold air and said in surprise:

"Oh, good Yuemei, it turns out that you have so much meat on you. I said your little face is chubby and doesn't look dry, but your arms, thighs and waist are as thin as you want. I wonder where your meat has gone..."

"It turns out that the flesh on your body has grown here. Good guy, this will not be cheap in the future. Which smelly man is bad. Good guy, you are too out of tune..."

"Sister Molan, don't do this, Xiaohao is still watching..."
Chapter completed!