This was a question she had struggled with all night, hoping to get a fair evaluation.
Qianqian said that men like women with larger breasts.
Is this also one of the reasons why she lost to Sister Wenwen?
"What?"
You Ping's soft body suddenly came closer, caressing his strong chest in a subtle way.
Her unique fragrance hit his nostrils, confusing his mind even more.
Her hot breath blew against her ears, making her feel numb.
The soft and sweet voice tickled Ouyang Lingyun's heart.
Even, unable to think.
Ouyang Lingyun swallowed, frowned, and looked confused, not understanding what she was asking.
"My breasts! Brother, are my breasts really small?"
Xia Qingqing pursed her lips and wrinkled her face, looking very annoyed and helpless.
Although she was very confident in front of the mirror, she was still admiring herself. She lost her confidence in front of her brother in despair.
Because of You Ping's words, his eyes instinctively stayed on her erect chest, and Ouyang Lingyun's breath was suddenly taken away.
Damn it, she wasn't wearing any underwear!
Under the white silk fabric, the pink breasts, tips and breasts are faintly visible.
How much effort does it take for him to suppress the urge to reach out to them?
Ouyang Lingyun's eyes suddenly darkened and his breathing became thicker.
Ouyang Lingyun felt that his whole body was beginning to feel hot, especially at a certain point in his lower body.
Dressed like this, you still ask such a sensitive question!
Is she deliberately trying to seduce him? Or is she testing his self-control?
'Get out of this room right now!'
Reason ordered him, but his feet seemed to be rooted and unable to move even half a step.
"How...how do I know?"
Ouyang Lingyun's Adam's apple rolled up, and he replied awkwardly in a hoarse voice. Ouyang Lingyun immediately felt his mouth go dry.
"You...haven't you seen it?"
Xia Qingqing glanced at her brother, pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly.
A pure and innocent expression like a child, and bright watery eyes full of sorrow.
"..."
Ouyang Lingyun's forehead slid across the black line.
That time I accidentally opened the bathroom, and it only took a few seconds!
He was so frightened that he had no time to recover. How could he have time to see whether her breasts were big or small?
"Then why don't you touch it?"
Seeing that her brother looked like he couldn't remember clearly, Xia Qingqing suggested without thinking.
A 'buzz' sound exploded in Ouyang Lingyun's mind, and sweat began to form on his forehead.
Oil bottle, does she know what she is talking about?!
There is no hint of love in the oil bottle's pure eyes.
The innocent expression seemed to be inviting good friends to taste some delicious food together, which gave Ouyang Lingyun a headache.
"Feel it and see if it's really small?"
Seeing that her brother had no reaction, Xia Qingqing said anxiously, took her brother's hand boldly, and placed it on her left chest, right at the heart.
The big palm unexpectedly touched the soft chest and chest of You Ping. The feeling of electric shock suddenly spread from the big palm to the whole body, and the strong body suddenly stiffened.
The smoothness of the silk of the pajamas and the warmth and softness of the cotton constitute an excellent touch.
Her big palms couldn't help but close up, holding the soft breasts of the oil bottle through the fabric of her clothes.
He could clearly feel the thumping of You Ping's heart transmitted from his big palm to his heartbeat, which gave Ouyang Lingyun a feeling of being connected and one.
"Little one?"
Her chest was suddenly tightened by her brother's hot palm, causing Xia Qingqing to tremble.
His heart beat faster again, and his chest heaved up and down due to the increased breathing.
Xia Qingqing gasped and asked, gradually feeling her cheeks begin to feel hot.
Looking at You Ping's shy yet serious look, Ouyang Lingyun shook his head mechanically.
Very comfortable feel, soft and soft, very material, not too small at all!
Ouyang Lingyun commented like this in his heart, his heart beating wildly like a thief.
I don't know if it's because I'm lost or if I'm reluctant to give up.
Not only did the big palm not leave like an electric shock, but it started to knead it as if enjoying it, all out of uncontrollable instinct.
"Why... my brother's touch... feels... different from my own touch?"
Her breathing became disordered, Xia Qingqing gasped and asked in confusion, feeling as if her heart was about to jump out.
You Ping's pure and innocent little face is full of confusion, with crimson cheeks and long curly eyelashes fluttering, it is extremely charming.
Her brown pupils were dyed with the color of a bit of love, as mysterious as mist, and extremely charming.
Ouyang Lingyun felt like he was almost being sucked in by her seductive eyes.
"Why, it's different?"
Ouyang Lingyun asked smoothly as his Adam's apple rolled.
My brain was so chaotic that I didn’t even know what I was saying.
I just clearly felt a wave of heat suddenly gathering at a certain point in my lower abdomen, and the blood all over my body started to boil.
"I...I..."
Xia Qingqing's misty eyes stared blankly at her brother's darkened pupils.
The bright red lips, the pouty lips, the soft voice, and the hoarse surname.
She didn't dare to describe this feeling, and she couldn't explain it clearly.
She thought the feeling when kissing her brother was the most amazing.
But now, the numbness that spreads from the chest to the whole body seems to be even more wonderful.
Very strange, very comfortable, very enjoyable, very strange...
But I can't find a more appropriate word to describe it.
All I know is that I don't want my brother's hand to leave.
In fact, I was so embarrassed that I wished my brother could hold her tighter and squeeze harder.
It seems that the tighter and harder it is, the more comfortable it will be.
It's such a shameful thought, and she won't tell her even if she dies.
The overly comfortable feel strongly stimulated Ouyang Lingyun's emotional nerves.
The body is getting hotter and hotter, and the lower abdomen is getting tighter and tighter.
He kneaded and squeezed her breasts tightly, but her breasts could no longer satisfy his deeper needs!
Does he need, more, to continue?
His eyes were focused on the opening and closing lips of the oil bottle, and Ouyang Lingyun's remaining sanity hesitated.
Suddenly, the two people's breathing became more and more intense. They could only hear each other's accelerating heartbeats, and they could only smell each other's breath...