Tomb in the Dragon: Carry out the oppression to the end [2]
Su Mian looked at himself standing in the bathtub, and then at him standing outside the bathtub, silently - this is the gap between men and women.
"The legs are too short.【26nbsp;】"
You have already seen it just now, there is no need to read it anymore, Su Mianshui continued to lower his head.
"There's no meat on the body." Di Lin frowned.
Su Mianmian timidly retorted, "It means I'm not fat."
"Why is that butt so big?" Di Lin's eyes were filled with pity.
Su Mingshu pulled the bath towel down.
"Why are there scars on my thighs?"
"When I was a kid, I accidentally got scalded by hot water."
Di Lin said expressionlessly: "The advantages of your skin have been halved."
"..."
"The waist is not long enough."
"..."
"The last point." Di Lin pointed to Su Ming's chest, which was tightly covered with a bath towel, "It's too small there."
"You can find another busty guy with big breasts." Su Mian retorted angrily.
I heard Di Lin say, "Well, although you are a useless guy with no figure, no intelligence, and a loser, now that I have identified you, I won't do this even if I feel unhappy."
Su Mian looked at him blankly.
Di Lin looked at her increasingly red skin and frowned more and more, "Don't you have a fever?"
"No, no, I want to take a bath, take a bath." She said and rushed into the water.
Because of too much force, it flowed down in all directions along the curvature of the head.
The whole head seemed to be wrapped in warmth.
She buried herself in the water like an ostrich until she couldn't breathe, then turned around and wiped the water off her face with her hands.
Di Lin's original position is already empty.
Su Mian stood blankly for a while, with a sweet smile on his lips, untied the towel, hummed a tune in a very low voice, and continued taking a bath.
After taking a shower and changing into clothes, Su Mianshuo felt very energetic.
The clothes were given to her by Di Lin. The clothes looked the same as usual, but the effect was the same as Di Lin's coat. It had an extremely strong protective effect, and the pink-purple clothes complimented Su Ming's fair skin.
She looked in the mirror in the bedroom for a long time, and after not finding anything wrong with her, she walked out of the tent.
Di Lin was sitting in the tent, so bored that he changed the coffee table from east to west, and then from west to east.
"Di Lin." Su Minsun called softly, and then found that his voice was a little trembling.
Dilin turned his head.
Su Mingmian said nervously: "How is it?"
Di Lin nodded, "Not bad."
A small bud appeared in Su Mian's heart, ready to bloom.
"Cover your ass."
The buds are frozen.
"And your breasts."
The flower buds have wilted.
Di Lin waved and looked out the window, "It's almost time, let's go."
When Su Mian raised his head, he found that it took her nearly two hours to take a shower and change clothes?
She glanced at Di Lin secretly and found that he was rare and didn't get angry.
"Wait." Di Lin suddenly stopped and said, "Lie down."
Due to the number of times and frequency, Su Mianfu had become quite numb and accustomed to this instruction.
Di Lin watched her lie down obediently and slowly put his hand on her chest.
On Su Mian's heart, the two words "Di Lin" that were so faint that they were almost invisible gradually appeared, turning gray, and the font size was a little larger than before.
What is the situation?
Di Lin, who didn't know whether it was good or bad, directly checked his body.