‘Haha’ Zhao Qingqing smiled and shook his head, “I’m fine.”
Very manly.
"It's okay, can you please let go of your hands first?" Luo Jian looked down at Zhao Qingqing's lifted skirt. The pink lace panties were exposed, and her long, slender and fair legs were exposed.
All in all, the scenery under the skirt is beautiful.
His handsome face was slightly red, his throat was dry, and his Adam's apple slid uncontrollably.
Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned towards Zhao Qingqing's hand.
‘Aha’ Zhao Qingqing was the first to realize it. He quickly let go of his hand, and his skirt blocked the beautiful scenery again.
She looked at Luo Jian, her face flushed red, and she stretched out her hand to scratch the back of her head in embarrassment.
"Um...Colonel Luo, didn't you say you had a flight back to Kyoto in the afternoon?"
His tone was very incoherent, and he did not dare to look directly into Luo Jian's deep black eyes.
Seeing her awkward look, Luo Jian thought to himself: It's not like I haven't seen it before. Is there anything in you that I haven't seen before?
As I was thinking about it, the image of Qingqing naked and clinging to him at Political Commissar Wang's house in the first half of this year flashed through my mind.
My throat became tighter and tighter, and there was a heat spreading in my body.
It made his face get hotter and hotter.
‘Ahem.’ He forcibly cut off the scene, coughed twice, and replied: “Chenchen said he would leave at night, so he changed it.”
Zhao Qingqing nodded and said "Oh".
Xuehu saw Luo Jian's blushing face, not to mention how angry he was. Just now he saw the trembling hem of his skirt. This guy must have seen something.
He leaned close to Luo Jian's ear and asked softly: "What did you see just now?"
Luo Jian turned his head, frowned in confusion, and asked, "Why should I tell you?"
Unexpectedly, Mu Mu was going to introduce this smooth-tongued boy to Qingqing.
If he had known it was him, he would have definitely prevented Qingqing from coming to meet her.
Isn't this guy unreliable in his facial appearance?
Xuehu pointed at Luo Jian and gritted his teeth, "You are so ungentlemanly."
Luo Jian raised his eyebrows at Xuehu in a funny way, "You are a gentleman, why do you still ask?"
The boy obviously acted like a little ruffian, but he still talked to him about being a gentleman.
"Did you see Qing Qing's thighs?" Xue Hu was annoyed. Why didn't he lower his head first? His clear legs were missed by this old man.
ah……
Luo Jian asked casually: "Is there anything about her that I haven't seen...?"
After he finished speaking, he realized his slip of the tongue and stopped the last word in time.
But is it useful? I said everything I shouldn’t have said.
"..."
"Ahem." Luo Jian's embarrassed eyes had nowhere to turn, and finally fell on Wang Yichen.
I wanted to take a breath first and relieve my embarrassment, but I didn't expect that this choice was so wrong.
Wang Yichen blinked and asked doubtfully: "Did brother sneak into Qingqing's room that night and take off Qingqing's clothes?"
Hearing this, Zhao Qingqing hurriedly waved his hand to clarify for Luo Jian, "No, no, it was me who took the initiative to seduce him that time."
The person speaking has not yet realized what he or she has said.
No one listening could remain calm.
‘Pa’ Colonel Luo could no longer remain calm and slapped himself on the forehead.
What should he do with this little white guy?
He glared fiercely at Xue Hu standing next to him, blaming this damn boy.
Xuehu was in a state of despair, and he was still in the mood to pay attention to Luo Jian.
He looked at Zhao Qingqing blankly, "Qingqing... you... and him..."
Zhao Qingqing knew what he wanted to ask, shook his head and replied: "No, no, nothing happened to us, nothing happened..."
