[British American Entertainment] Oops, my brain is so big!

Feeling the enviable texture and milk volume in my hand, an indescribably strange inferiority complex and contradictory pride emerged in my heart.

Bodhisattva, God, Allah, God of Thor, and Loki, the god of thunder, can do it too. Please do me a favor and exchange our breasts for a stunt.

Although I once disliked my breasts, but flat chest is not fashionable, I still like it when I wear clothes - of course, it may be because single dogs have no chance to not wear clothes.

Anyway, I will never lick other people's big boobs casually again, and I will firmly believe that my flat chest is the most fashionable!

I circulated this sentence in my mind for self-hypnosis several times, and I immediately felt that my whole body was much better.

I put my hands down silently, ignoring Mr. Garbled Code's almost stunned and mouth-to-ear expression, took off the coat I was wearing outside, and asked nonchalantly, "Don't you want to repair the water pipe?"

"Oh! God! The water pipe!" He came back to his senses, grabbed my hand and took me to the bathroom.

Although the bathroom is not in a mess at this time, there is already a big ocean in the bathroom separated by the glass door. The water pipes were also constantly bubbling water.

There is always a strange intuition that the shower and water pipes must have been broken by someone who looked annoyed.

I raised my eyebrows and glanced at him meaningfully, put down the repair toolbox, and rolled up my sleeves nimbly, while he looked at me with slightly distressed blinking bright and charming big eyes, he was beautiful, cute and cute. Sweet, I just don't know why I always feel a little stupid.

The splashed water wetted my white shirt, vaguely showing the outline of my broad and solid shoulders, and the movement of bending over inadvertently highlighted my round and strong buttocks, and the looming temptation was revealed at the back of the waist waist.

If this kind of picture is replaced by my male god Li Peisi, it must be extremely sexy and charming, as if the actual male hormones are so strong that anyone, male or female, will be indirectly suffocated, then I think any hostess will choose to be with the water pipe wholeheartedly. Workers don't care about bursting water pipes or anything like that.

but!

Why did I choose to be the plumber who was supposed to be teased in the script?Although this muscular figure looks very attractive, the handsome and indistinguishable boyish face in the mirror always makes me want to silently cover my face and can't bear to look directly at it—in fact I generally do this.What's more, the hostess of this house doesn't seem to have any plans to have an affair with me, which is really violent!Negative score bad review!

Quickly straightened the disobedient water pipe in twos and threes, and casually flung away the water droplets soaked in the arms and shirt. The whole process was full of unruly charm, and I was almost bloodied by myself.

I pursed my lips, tried the shower, and confirmed that there was no problem, so I turned around and said, "Okay, I've got it done."

The dry white towel was handed to me in a timely manner, and he smiled a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, Cecilia. I used to come here by myself, but Kapanier's body seems to be a little weak for me. .”

"You're welcome, I'm just serving the goddess." I took the towel and wiped it casually over my head, "In addition, I charge a fee, and it's not cheap."

He showed a happy smile from the heart, and asked with the corners of his mouth bent: "By the way, what's the matter with your body?" Maybe it was because he realized that he was a bit abrupt when he mentioned this matter, so he immediately added: " Uh, I just think it looks a bit powerful, this muscle line..."

It's not just a little powerful, it's simply dazzling and domineering.

I couldn't help complaining in my heart, thinking that Mr. Garbled Code, who can only be described as "a little bit powerful", is really too sweet, but he actually secretly pays attention to his body, is it because he is secretly in love with my rhythm behind his back?

Huh, when I think about it, I seem to have opened the door to a new world, and I can fall in love even if I have a weird painting style——No, no, no, I am a woman who is destined to follow the male god, my willpower is firm, I'm not going to ask him "are you in love with me" or something.

I slightly raised my chin towards him, and replied very calmly and based on the facts: "The result of having a crush on the boss of this company and then desperately gaining muscle in order to enter the company."

That's right, this girl was originally a small fresh and beautiful girl who was not too "too" burly, but she fell in love with the behind-the-scenes *oss of this macho group without thinking about it—of course she was also a strong macho, for Catering to the taste of my sweetheart has since embarked on the road of no return in pursuit of a healthy body.

But girl, your style of painting has nothing to do with Mr. Bodybuilder or something. After being twisted abruptly, it is even scarier than women wearing men. Body.And you, I guess it's Nezha who crossed over... And it's the max version with enhanced power.

I silently withdrew my peripheral vision from the corner of my eye, I really didn't want to see any reflective objects that could reflect people's shadows.

Mr. Garbled Code winked at me, his face was a little strange, and he repeated dryly: "You, you have a crush on?"

Ah, even with such a contradictory expression that makes people want to complain, appearing on such a gentle and charming face, it can still melt people's hearts with sweetness.

With a light cough, I looked into his bright eyes and explained: "It's not me, it's the girl herself. Unfortunately, the boss is gay. Although it's only about one day, please bear with my mighty painting style, okay? I'm already very distressed, please don't mention it again."

"Hehe, it's actually not bad." He smiled and scratched his hair, which gave me a sudden urge to rub his head.He paused for a moment, then looked at me with bright eyes: "And the two of us seem to be a good match today."

In fact, not long ago, I did imagine that our style of painting today is a bit of a match, but why does it suddenly feel like a real version of Beauty and the Beast when you say that?

Well, I'm that beast, the kind that won't change back in a short time.

With such an open mind, the one who cast a spell on me is probably the rumored boss, Da Da.

I'm sorry, but I'll let you take the scapegoat for now. From a certain point of view, it is true that there is nothing wrong with it.

I looked at him faintly, trying to develop new skills: I sent the blade with my eyes, but he kept a slightly doubtful smile, just looked back at me with clear and soft eyes, Su made me want to directly and desperately Push down the evildoer who is nearly two meters in front of you.

His eyes are watery, with a gentle smile, the corners of his lips are slightly raised, and his head is slightly tilted, which makes him look a bit confused, as if the empty background can bloom one after another. The delicate and beautiful peach blossoms come, not to mention that I can always faintly smell the faint fragrance of him when I get close to him occasionally.

The above settings are completely unscientific and you still say that you are not a living Mary Sue?I believe your evil!

However, is it really good to be so big as Mary Sue?I have been ignorantly curious about my muscular body, you are definitely either natural black or silly white, too sweet, I am sure that I have really heard the cruel roar from the big hole in your heart that broke from the inside to the outside It's getting wind.

When it comes to chest, my eyes flashed and I thought of one thing: my goddess seems to be protruding today.

Ahhh, how can I bear this, even if I have given up my plan to be a quiet and beautiful girl, I still hope that Goddess, you are beautiful and please don't give up the treatment!

I glanced at someone who was still unconscious: "By the way, didn't you help yourself wear a bra?"

Hey, it seems that I have accidentally poked someone's sore spot, and I feel refreshed and cute.

He didn't react at once, only blinked his eyes and subconsciously made a surprised monotone: "Huh?"

I clicked my tongue twice, stroked my smooth chin, and slowly curled my lips: "You've lost all your bra or nipple stickers."

I don't know when the water splashed on his chest made the light-colored top on his body stick to his upper body almost transparently, vaguely revealing the beautifully shaped plump chest, adding a bit of unintentional seductive charm feel.

He looked bewilderedly at his chest and then at me in front of him, a look of annoyance appeared on his beautiful face.

"Why do I have to wear that...I don't want to..."

Although he was complaining, he looked pitiful.For a normal man—even if he has acted through the object itself in the movie—wearing a women's bra is slightly more shameful and slightly less comfortable.

He frowned and pursed his mouth, looking at me with wet, watery eyes: "I don't want to wear it."

I raised my lips and smiled. From his point of view, it must be a bad evil spirit: "But she should be responsible for her body if she dresses up, right? If you're going to stay at home all day, I'm fine, anyway. I'm ready to go for a ride."

I'm definitely not going to fool him into a transvestite path of no return just because I'm completely broken and have given up on treatment, absolutely not!

"Go for a ride?" Sure enough, he was aroused by me.

I nodded: "Well, I have a cool Yamaha, so handsome that I can fly." Come and see it, young boy, you will definitely not be able to resist its indiscriminate charm after seeing it.

His eyes lit up, and he asked almost immediately, "Where is it?"

I raised my chin towards the flower-filled garden of his house, motioning him to see for himself.

Through the gaps in the curtains, one can vaguely see a heavy motorcycle parked in front of Kapanier's house, glowing with black and cold light. Beast, the body contains the unruly arrogance made of steel and the thunderous roar that never stops.

Looking at this Yamaha, I can probably understand what the so-called unyielding soul on the original owner's tattoo means.

Although I don't agree with my body taste, the luxury car in front of me is really handsome and eye-catching.

Seeing that he couldn't help but watch him from a distance through the window sill, and was about to go out to get close to him, I quickly stopped him: "Wait, do you want to get away?"

On his originally buoyant face, there was an expression of wanting to cry but no tears. He nodded and walked towards the bedroom with his head drooping, obediently changing his clothes.