A simple look back, but it feels like a sudden glimpse.
Jiang Qi looked at the woman coming down the stairs in shock, his mind buzzing... All his thoughts were drained away at this moment, and he couldn't imagine what he saw... A white shirt and a black skirt
The perfect match, bursting out with unparalleled maturity and sexiness, especially those flawless white and slender legs... touching the heart.
So... so amazing!
This is simply a gift from God!
at this moment,
Jiang Qimeng went back to high school...as if he was taking an English class, and Song Meiyue was the high school English teacher. However, the beautiful auntie of the vice president was much more temperamental than the English teacher, and temperament was more abstract.
, which can only be understood but cannot be expressed...
Just her,
The woman in front of me... is just such a simple combination, but she unexpectedly has an irresistible charm and temperament. The majesty that comes to her face is mixed with a strong taste of maturity and intellectuality, and there is also a little elegance.
The aura that is so decent is simply trembling.
I can't imagine...how will the beautiful vice president aunt mature in a few years?
at the same time,
Song Meiyue walked down the handrail of the stairs expressionlessly. Her face seemed unchanged, but her inner emotions were already overflowing. The strong sense of shame was about to tear her apart alive. After all, this was
It was the first time I took the initiative to show my legs in front of him...not to mention how shy I was.
But then again, the effect was quite satisfactory. His eyes almost fell off, which proved how much shock it left in his heart.
"You...why did you suddenly...change a skirt?"
Jiang Qizhi stared blankly at her beautiful legs as white as snow. Although the hem of the skirt reached her knees, she could still expose her knees after sitting down. At this time, Song Meiyue was sitting on the sofa, with her legs together and looking towards the other side.
Turning sideways, she looks like an elegant lady.
"Wear it if you want."
Song Meiyue's cold and charming face showed a faint hint of red. She lightly pursed her plump red lips and said calmly: "I'm not wearing it just for you to look at. Don't think about anything...little pervert, little villain."
Tsk tsk tsk...
Aunt Song who tries to hide her secrets is so cute!
Jiang Qi burst into laughter in his heart and didn't know what to say to her. Maybe this was the reason why he let go of her body and allowed himself to be completely moved.
"Mizuki?"
"Is this... your so-called surprise?" Jiang Qi moved his buttocks and leaned closer to her. Instantly, he smelled an elegant fragrance at the tip of his nose, which also contained an unspeakable temptation.
Dejiang Qi felt a little ecstatic.
"No..."
Song Meiyue turned to him, bit her lips lightly, and murmured: "I...I'll give it to you later."
"oh..."
Jiang Qi stared blankly at Song Meiyue, who was facing him sideways. He hesitated for a long time...and moved his butt again, getting even closer to her. He quietly grabbed her hand and felt her instantly.
Her delicate body trembled, and then she tried to break free from her restraints.
"Don't move your hands or feet..."
"I...I'm still angry with you." Song Meiyue turned her head, with a hint of shyness in her anger.
However,
The words just fell.
As a cry of "Ouch," came from the living room, the beautiful and sexy auntie of the vice president... was pulled into his arms by Jiang Qi. In fact, Jiang Qi didn't use much strength. He just tried it gently.
, but unexpectedly Song Meiyue rushed over.
this time,
Song Meiyue no longer pressed her arms against his chest, and boldly and directly... her cold and charming face pressed tightly against his chest, a strange blush spread across her face, and bursts of shyness swept from her heart.
Come on, your body is trembling slightly.
Maybe it was intentional... maybe it was a natural reaction to deep love. Song Meiyue's two slender, snow-white arms had unknowingly wrapped around his waist.
"What are you doing?"
Song Meiyue wrinkled her nose and pretended to be unhappy: "I told you...I'm still alive (this chapter is not finished!)
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You are so angry that you...are still here to torment me, do you still think of me...my leader and elder?"
"oh..."
"I'm very sorry...my vice president aunt." Although he knew that this woman was pretending to be reserved in order to find a reason to continue to be in his arms, the withered Jiang Qi would not let her succeed like this, and silently said
Song Meiyue in her arms was pushed away and deliberately moved her butt to the side.
"Is this okay?" Jiang Qi asked seriously.
The abandoned Song Meiyue sat there in a daze, staring blankly at him beside her. For a moment... she almost lost control of her emotions. Fortunately, her last trace of reason prevented Song Meiyue from rushing into the kitchen to prepare for a fight with him.
But no matter how rational she was, she still couldn't stop the invasion of anger. Wearing black high heels, she suddenly raised her head and stepped on his instep... and she still used the heel position.
The electric light and flint room,
Jiang Qi grabbed her feet and said with a smirk on his face: "Hey hey hey... I already knew you would be like this, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"you you..."
Song Meiyue, who was accurately manipulated by someone, almost exploded on the spot. She was angry, angry and annoyed...glaring at him fiercely, and just about to reprimand him, her expression suddenly changed.
"ah!"
"You...what are you doing! Why are you taking off my shoes?" Song Meiyue discovered in horror that he had taken off her high heels, and the next second...a numb and itchy feeling came from the soles of her feet.
, and suddenly his whole body was on the verge of death. He tried hard not to lose his composure, but the foot he had damaged was struggling hard.
"you..."
"You go to hell!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Maybe she couldn't hold it anymore, Song Meiyue kicked Jiang Qi off the sofa with one kick, regardless of whether her little villain was hurt by the fall, panting
Sitting there, calming down the surging and unspeakable emotions in my heart.
So bad...
Day by day, he started to argue with me, and then made all kinds of troubles, and even said that he would give me his whole life's tenderness and consideration, fart...it was obviously a lifetime of arguing and tossing.
Song Meiyue panted, and her mind gradually returned to calmness. Just at this moment...her little villain got up from the ground, leaned over awkwardly but without losing a smile, and then sat down next to Song Meiyue.
He touched her little hand cautiously, but she slapped it away hard, and the sound... resounded throughout the living room.
Jiang Qi was not angry, he still stretched out his hand and gently touched the back of her hand, and asked in a low voice: "Are you angry?
"roll!"
Song Meiyue turned her head and said coldly.
"Oh...I'm going home then."
Jiang Qi stood up and took a few false steps. Soon...his wrist was tightly grasped by Song Meiyue behind him.
Jiang Qi turned back to look at her, looking at the furious woman, and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
"Sit!"
Song Meiyue pursed her lips and ordered coldly: "Don't leave!"
After saying that,
Pull him hard to the sofa.
When Jiang Qi sat back on the sofa, the two did not communicate at all, but they held each other's hands tightly. The atmosphere in the living room was a bit quiet, but there was a faint atmosphere of ambiguity in the air.
Jiang Qi tried to pull her gently, but Song Meiyue's body fell... ruthlessly onto someone's strong chest.
"Little rascal..."
"You should bully me again...be careful to bully me away. Then...you will regret it." Song Meiyue shrank in his arms, her face pressed against his chest, and she said angrily: "Originally...
I also prepared a gift for you, but I don’t plan to give it to you now. It depends on how your expression looks in the future...If you don’t behave well, you won’t be able to get it in this life.”
Jiang Qi smiled and said softly: "No need... I only need you."
Song Meiyue snorted coldly and arched into his arms.
"Mizuki?"
"Call me Aunt Song!"
"Auntie the Vice President?"
"Aunt Song!"
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"Vice President Aunt Song?"
"..."
"What?!" Song Meiyue gave up and asked angrily: "Say!"
Jiang Qi asked softly: "You...did you put on the skirt just for me?"
Hearing this question, Song Meiyue didn't know how to answer. She bit her lips and replied calmly: "Do you think I look better in a skirt or in pants?"
"Half skirt..."
"Because your legs are very long and white." Jiang Qi explained.
After saying that,
After a pause, he said seriously: "Although I like the way you look in a skirt, I'm still very selfish... I don't want other men to appreciate your beauty, so I'll just wear pants from now on."
Song Meiyue sat up and looked at him seriously, looking at her domineering little villain. There was a little tenderness in her eyebrows, and she silently got into his arms again, and then she arched a few times, murmuring.
Said: "I didn't expect you to be quite domineering... Okay, ok, I will wear pants from now on, and as for skirts... I will wear them at home."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah"
Jiang Qi responded absently a few times, his eyes secretly glanced at her skirt, and then he cautiously reached over, while not forgetting to distract her attention.
"Meiyue... no... Vice President Aunt Song."
"you say.."
Before Jiang Qi could finish his words, Song Meiyue, who was lying in his arms, said angrily: "Okay... you can touch it if you want. I don't know about your little thoughts? But you are only allowed to touch me.
The calf, and you are only allowed to touch it...two or three times."
Song Meiyue originally wanted to say once, but after careful consideration, once might be too little. He still didn't know what to say, so he simply gave a vague number, which roughly meant... I stopped when I said it.
In an instant,
Song Meiyue's whole body tensed up, Junrou's face instantly turned red, even her neck and ears were red, her breathing became rapid, and her chest kept rising and falling.
She secretly raised her head, took a look at him who was causing trouble, and then summoned up the courage to ask him in a low voice.
"Little rascal..."
"Slippery?"
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Chapter 130 The little villain...slippery or not? 2/3