When no one was paying attention, Zhang Meng pulled Qian Jun's clothes as he did last time and whispered: "Brother Qian Jun, I don't like it here. Can we go for a walk?"
Qian Jun smiled bitterly and said hello to a group of people, then followed Zhang Meng out.
The military compound was very quiet at night, with no one making any noise. A bright moon hung in the sky, and the gentle summer wind blew in our faces, refreshing our slightly oily bodies. The two of them walked side by side, neither of them wanting to talk.
w.
After walking around the court twice, Zhang Meng suddenly giggled. Then he laughed more and more happily, and tears came out. His soft and stunning little face was extremely cute and attractive.
"Why are you laughing?" Qian Jun asked strangely.
"It's nothing, I just feel happy and want to laugh."
Zhang Meng pointed to the crossbar in the middle of the basketball rack and said, "I want to go up there."
"Then come on." Qian Jun glanced at the one-meter-high basketball crossbar and curled his lips.
"How can I dance while wearing high heels?" Zhang Meng pinched Qian Jun's arm and said angrily.
"Don't you know? You can take off your shoes." Qian Jun said with a smile. When Zhang Meng went downstairs just now, Qian Jun saw her slender and ruddy feet, which were as beautiful as beautiful jade. If he was interested in women's football
A man in love will definitely be ecstatic. If Zhang Meng is really willing to take off those high-heeled sandals, Qian Jun would be very happy. After all, he is the only audience.
"I hate it. You have to carry me up." Zhang Meng laughed and cursed, pointing at the railing.
"What are you going up for?" Qian Jun asked with a smile.
"It's cool up there. Hurry up-----it's so slow--" As he said that, Zhang Meng had already raised his arm towards Qian Jun.
Today, Zhang Meng did not wear a military uniform, but a girl's style. The small Tibetan-printed sling was pulled up high by the shoulders, revealing the cleanly shaved armpits, flat belly, and round belly.
Charming navel.
Qian Jun took two steps toward Zhang Meng, and the smell of milk contained in the shower gel after bathing became clearer and penetrated into Qian Jun's nose. Qian Jun stretched out his hands and placed them on Zhang Meng's armpits.
, and then with a little effort, Zhang Meng rose off the ground. She also stretched out her hands to grab the horizontal bar, and then climbed up.
Qian Jun waited until she sat firmly before carefully taking her hand back. He put his hand in front of his nose and smelled it. There was a lingering fragrance in his hand.
"Sel, what are you smelling?" Zhang Meng saw Qian Jun's movements, her face turned red, and she said in a sweet voice.
"It smells very good. If you don't believe it, just smell it." Qian Jun stretched out his hand and said.
"It's disgusting. Do I still want to smell my own body?" Zhang Meng slapped Qian Jun's hand away. Because the movement was too big, his body suddenly fell forward. He almost fell down. Qian Jun was so frightened that he quickly followed behind, for fear of her.
Lost.body.
"Miss, you'd better come down. It's dangerous up here." Qian Jun said with a wry smile from below.
"No." Zhang Meng was panicked for a moment, but now he sat firmly and regained his natural instincts. "My brother and I always liked to sit here when we were kids."
"The problem is that you were young then. Now you are all grown up!"
Qian Jun lowered his head unintentionally while speaking, and Qian Jun almost spit out nosebleeds. Oh my God, life comes up and down so fast. It's so exciting.
He saw Zhang Meng's small white underwear and the protruding area in the middle of the underwear. Under the light of the distant lights, it glowed with a holy but incomparable aura. Qianjun swore to the hanging on the wall of his home.
, he really didn’t see it on purpose.
Zhang Meng took off the official uniform that looked so charming on her, like she was playing with the policewoman, and put on a set of unusually refreshing clothes. Her upper body was covered with a small sling. Do you know what a small sling is?
It's just a broken piece hanging on the body with two ropes. The lower body is an ultra-short denim skirt. Of course, even if this is the case, it is impossible for Qianjun to see her underwear. But the problem lies in the current posture of the two of them.
Zhang Meng sat on a horizontal bar over one meter high. She spread her legs completely without any thought, and her two smooth, delicate and white thighs were dangling playfully.
And Qian Jun faced her and leaned on the support rod of the frame. When he lowered his head, the spring~~light was infinite---To be honest, this posture was too tempting. If he were a woman, Qian Jun would be stunned.
I don't mind sticking my head over. The problem is, this woman doesn't belong to me. If I stick my head over - God knows if she will shoot him -
Qian Jun wanted to turn his head away, but the attraction there was too great. Even after trying several times, his eyes would still glance over somewhere from time to time. Sex is the most alluring word, and the word sex is the most tempting.
How can ordinary people be exempt from vulgarity?
"What are you doing?" Zhang Meng felt Qian Jun's eyes were wrong and asked strangely.
"I'm looking at your feet." Qian Jun replied calmly. What a smart kid. Only by admitting small mistakes can he continue to make big mistakes.
How could a careless little woman fight with an old fox like Qian Jun?
Sure enough, Zhang Meng's eyes were immediately diverted to those extremely beautiful feet by Qian Jun's words. He stopped shaking, put his feet in front of Qian Jun, and asked with a smile: "Isn't it beautiful?"
"Beautiful." Qian Jun nodded and stared at her little white underwear.
"Compared with your girlfriend's feet, whose feet are more beautiful?" Zhang Meng then asked.
Qian Jun discovered that Zhang Meng always likes to compare, especially with Xie Defei. I remember that last time she asked herself who was more beautiful, between herself and Xie Defei, and this time she asked whether their feet were more beautiful...
"Hers is more beautiful." Qian Junhao said bluntly.
"Why?" Zhang Meng asked with wide eyes.
"Let me touch hers. I can only look at yours. Of course I think hers is more beautiful." Qian Jun replied matter-of-factly.
"..."
Seeing Zhang Meng sitting on the crossbar with her mouth pouted and silent, her expression seemed very angry, Qian Jun also felt that he should not do it. He had worked so hard to climb so high to let him see his underwear, and he still hurt others like this. It was really shameful.