Wubai stayed downstairs in the small villa. He sat in the car and smoked a cigarette. He wanted to open the door and go home several times, but finally held back.
Now that there is a woman missing from the house, it feels so deserted and doesn't feel like home at all. He would rather stay in the car and sleep all night than to be moved by the scene and feel uncomfortable in his heart.
He touched his prickly beard and thought to himself at the corner of his mouth: The beard is prickly. If Xiao Ai is here, he must pull himself and shave himself.
She is the most caring and considerate person. Since living with her, she has never had to take care of food, clothing, housing and transportation by herself. But now, Wubai smiled to himself: Xiao Ai, a man without a woman is so sloppy, you can't bear it.
For me to become like this?
After taking a few more puffs of cigarette, he lowered his chair, looked at the starry sky outside the car window, leaned sideways, and closed his eyes.
Come back, you can't have a family without a woman, you know?
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The noble man who got up early, with his hair uncombed, and a humble nobleman's attitude, was sitting at the dinner table, eating the breakfast he had made with love, holding a knife and fork in his hand, with a graceful appearance, and his eyes were imitating the image wantonly and arrogantly.
The graceful curves that move around the house.
Qingqing only wore one shirt, and it was his shirt. The shirt was longer than her hips and covered her thighs. She wore nothing underneath, only a shirt hanging, and her hair was tied casually behind her back.
After finishing the knot, he wandered around the room, making Zunzun swallow hard several times.
Is it really the age to go into heat?
Zunzun shuddered fiercely, and then forced his eyes not to move with her. Rabbits don't eat grass from the edge of their nests. Qingqing is his sister. He has watched her grow up, so how can he move?
And he is not such a casual man, how can he be so lascivious and affectionate?
Damn it, it's all her fault. She was dangling in front of him dressed like this, which made his eyes look red. Can't this woman wear an extra pair of pants? I really want to lift her shirt like this.
"Ahem!" Zunzun coughed twice awkwardly.
I secretly cursed myself as a beast, a beast, how could I have such thoughts.
"Ahem! Ahem!" Focus on eating.
"Have you caught a cold, Brother Zunzun?" Qingqing came over and asked him.
Zunzun's gaze fell on her long white legs and moved upward along the slender legs. The understated white shirt only accentuated her charming curves, making her very irresistible.
Zunzun turned his head, withdrew his gaze, stared at the half egg in the bowl, and said with a dark face: "Go back to the room."
Qingqing felt confused: "What's wrong?"
"When I have breakfast, I don't like anyone appearing within ten meters of me, remember that!" I don't know why, but Zunzun's tone is particularly hateful, at least that's what Qingqing thinks?
When did he have this bad habit? How could she not know!
Qingqing felt confused and snorted in displeasure, secretly saying: Young master has a bad temper!
She did not go back to her guest room, but went to his room: "Do you have any clothes here? I don't have any clothes to change, um... I don't know if I can wear your pants, lend me a pair."
Zunzun picked up half an egg on the plate and put it in his mouth. He was about to eat it, but he didn't want Qingqing who was about to walk into the room and asked again without paying any attention to the difference between men and women: "You said men's underwear, can I
Do you want to wear it?"
"Pfft..." half of the chewed egg yolk spurted out. Zunzun didn't even bother to wipe his mouth or image: "You want to wear my underwear?"