1787. Chapter 1787: The days when Boss Ling and Maomao competed for favor 4
"Is it true that Maomao kisses me more passionately than you?" Huahua showed Lingyin the two comparison pictures.
When Lingyin saw the unanimous condemnation on Weibo, he felt like he was unjustly accused. He had a cold and of course he didn't want to infect Huahua, so he just kissed the side of Huahua's face lightly; but Maomao actually stretched out his entire tongue.
He came out and kissed the back of Huahua's hand intimately. How could this guy do this?
The back of my hand should only be kissed by me. I always feel like my things are being taken over by others.
Lingyin's inner possessiveness was getting stronger and stronger, so much so that he didn't even notice it himself.
"Humph, it's not true love after all." Huahua said and entered the room.
Wife is angry?
Lingyin glanced at Maomao lightly. It was all this little bitch's fault for actually competing with him for favor. Why did he bring a dog to compete with her at home that day?
Lingyin put down the book in his hand decisively and followed Huahua into the house. He found him sitting there with his legs crossed watching TV. Lingyin did not walk over directly, but went to the refrigerator and took out some fruits and made a fruit tray.
Put on an artistic pose and bring it to Huahua.
He sat down, took a fork, inserted a yellow peach and handed it to Huahua's mouth.
Huahua opened her mouth lazily, and while eating the fruit, she did not forget to put her legs on his body, holding a pillow in her hand, staring at the TV. On the LCD TV screen was a performance of a certain fashion show.
All bikinis.
Particularly interesting.
"Look at that woman, she has a nice figure."
Lingyin followed the sound and said involuntarily: "Why are your breasts so big?"
"You don't like big ones?" Huahua was surprised.
Lingyin's head suddenly banged, and he was so frightened by his own thoughts that he actually felt that big breasts were not good. He obviously liked to look at beauties with big breasts in the past.
Men all have that hobby, they like those two balls of meat, the bigger the better.
When did I start to think that someone as mediocre as Huahua was pretty good? When did my aesthetics become distorted like this?
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Huahua put a seeded grape in her mouth and chewed it: "It's obviously big and beautiful, but you don't like big ones?"
Lingyin came back to his senses and smiled: "The two little Doudou are actually more beautiful, and they feel particularly small, exquisite and cute when playing with them."
Huahua rolled her eyes: "You are really weird! No wonder you like me, it turns out you like Xiaodouzi."
Lingyin: "..."
In fact, I used to think tall people are good-looking.
"That girl at 11 also has a decent figure, but she's not as good-looking as the models I work with." Huahua commented while watching the fashion show, but Lingyin pulled him into her arms and circled him, "Size 13 body
Relatively correct.”
"No. 13?" Huahua looked for the number plate and looked at it twice. It was indeed on point. However, Huahua twisted her head and said, "Am I on point?"
Humph, how dare you say that other women have a good figure in front of him.
I completely forgot that I have to evaluate first!
Sure enough, only the state officials were allowed to set fires and the people were not allowed to light lamps!
Lingyin denied with a smile in her eyes: "Of course you are more perfect." She was so perfect that she couldn't bear to let go of her in her arms.
"Humph, I know you like to talk sweet words." Huahua's heart was full of pride, but her mouth was unhappy when she said this.
"What should we eat for lunch?" Huahua changed the topic and changed the channel.