The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

He Jiao greeted Lan Qing with a smile.

It was the first time for Lan Qing to touch stockings at such a young age, and he touched them greedily back and forth.

"Is it slippery?" He Jiao asked with a smile.

"slip."

The long legs wrapped in black stockings look more slender, and the looming snow-white skin really makes people have an urge to tear off the black stockings to find out.

Lan Qing also tried to pick out this stocking, and found that the elasticity is really good, it has been pulled out for a long time without breaking.

He Jiao was puzzled: "Did the quality of the stockings I bought be too good?"

Lan Qing didn't really want to tear the truth apart, he turned his head, and his face just touched the part of his calf hanging on his shoulder.

Seeing that he seemed to like black stockings very much, He Jiao rubbed his calf on his face.

This is a big deal.

Both Xiao Hejiao and Xiao Lanqing gradually turned into Iron Man.

He Jiao grabbed Lan Qing's hand and spread his hand to cover his own hardness.

Feel the tenderness of his palm.

Lan Qing grabbed his knee and pushed it aside.

He Jiao's lipstick may not have been removed completely or something, I always feel that his current lip color is particularly bright and charming.

Blue poured over him, absorbing the softness of his red.

Lan Qing's strong chest muscles were tightly attached to He Jiao's thin body.

"Brother Lan Qing, I love you."

He Jiao's panting voice seemed like a scalding hot spring drowned Lan Qing in an instant.

His strong and powerful arms slid down and tore at the roundest part of the black stockings, making a slap.

The black stockings were torn apart by him.

At that moment, Lan Qing experienced a sense of excitement and satisfaction that she had never experienced before.

It turns out that tearing black stockings is really wild.

Lan Qing always adheres to the principle of making her lover happy first.

So he will do the steps that should be done every time, so as to reduce the discomfort he feels due to his violence later on.

But tonight, probably because of the black stockings, Lan Qing became more anxious.

But He Jiao likes this kind of quick-tempered, feeling even wilder.

Lan Qing's warm mouth moistened and warmed Xiao Hejiao.

He Jiao tugged at the sheet, and rubbed his back with his heels around his shoulders.

At 3 o'clock in the morning, calm was restored in the room.

Lan Qing wiped the tears from He Jiao's eyes with her thumb.

He Jiao pouted and muttered, "I won't show you wearing black stockings from now on..."

Lan Qing really believed it, and was a little bit reluctant.

He Jiao looked at him with half-closed eyes, and burst out laughing.

"I'll still wear it for you to see."

Lan Qing's uncontrollable mouth turned up.

"Do you want to wash?" Lan Qing asked.

"I won't wash it anymore, I can't move anymore." He Jiao touched Lan Qing's ear and pulled his ear over and whispered to him.

After speaking, Lan Qing's smile became even bigger.

He Jiao immediately changed his words: "I'm just joking."

Lan Qing didn't answer him at the moment, but just scratched his hair and said dotingly: "Go to sleep."

But what he said just now, he took it seriously.

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Brother Lan Qing, I hope to be woken up by your mouth every morning.

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He Jiao is always so enthusiastic, and Lan Qing feels that she is completely opened up to the world by He Jiao's enthusiasm.

When I woke up on the second day, it was already 2:3 in the afternoon.

He Jiao was covered in sweat, Lan Qing got up and wiped him off with a dry towel.

Looking at the poor black stockings rolled up at the end of the bed.

He took the black stockings and tugged at them, then lightly tied He Jiao's hands with the black stockings and tied a bow.

He was satisfied looking at his masterpiece.

He Jiao never thought that when he woke up, his hands were tied, and...

When he looked down, he saw the top of Lan Qing's head, and he really woke him up.

"Wife—" He Jiao called out with a smile, his voice was a little hoarse just after waking up.

Lan Qing ignored him, his head continued to shake.

He Jiao always wanted to wear a satisfied smile, he wanted to live a life like this.

Their morning exercise ended after five o'clock in the afternoon.

The two of them took a shower together and washed their hair. He Jiao remained motionless like a vegetable, and it was Lan Qing who bathed, dressed and dried his hair for him.

A favored person has no hands.

It was already past six o'clock when the two checked out together, and their stomachs were gurgling with hunger. There was a western restaurant next to the hotel. Neither of them wanted to find anything else to eat, so they went straight into the western restaurant .

Both of them had just turned on their phones when they came back. As soon as the phones were turned on, a lot of information popped up on both of their phones.

Last night's mobile game conference, Mrs. Jiao from overseas made headlines because of her beauty.

"Am I going to be hot?" He Jiaojiao opened his own headline.

I saw a lot of photos and some small videos. I don’t know who took them. Anyway, the p’s are pretty good.

Lan Qing sat across from him, and there were quite a few tweets about He Jiao. He clicked on one casually, and saw some pictures and short videos posted on the official website. The looks of He Jiao and Lan Yue were promoted by the official website pair.

There are still a lot of people in the underground who eat the faces of the two of them and knock their cp.

A group of people were still afraid that others would misunderstand He Jiao as a girl, so they replied to many people, saying that their Mrs. Jiao is a master of women's clothing and a real boy.

Lan Qing also couldn't figure it out, these fans obviously liked He Jiao's appearance in women's clothing, and thought he was extremely beautiful and sexy, a realm beyond his reach, but why were they so afraid that he was a girl?

Do they just like to see boys prettier than themselves?

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Since the local push will be pushed to many local users, Lan Qing's mother also saw the push.

Lan Qing's mother flicked her hand, and he was not interested in this kind of two-dimensional, but he suddenly saw his son's face, and immediately continued to look down with interest.

There are quite a few photos taken by Lan Yue and He Jiao standing together, so when Lan Yue looked at them, she would imagine that it would be great if her daughter-in-law was so beautiful.

When she looked at it, she suddenly felt that this woman looked familiar.

Mom sent the screenshot to Lan Yue as soon as she changed hands.

"Do you know the girl next to you?"

Lan Yue replied: "I know, what's the matter?"

"I just look familiar, but I can't remember it for a while." The mother thought that this person might have appeared in the circle of friends of her sons, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

Dad came over to take a look, pointed to the photo and said, "This, this...isn't that that? The eldest son's girlfriend!"

Dad still has a deep memory of beautiful women, and he immediately remembered that foreigner's face.

When her husband mentioned this, Mother Lan slapped her thigh and said excitedly, "Yes! Isn't this my eldest daughter-in-law? So she likes to play cosplay just like Lan Yue? It really is a family."

Mom gossips and asks Lan Yue: "Son, is this your brother's girlfriend? Is she playing cosplay with you? You want to help your brother to see if she is a good girl."

Lan Yue: "But I like him too."