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After doing enough to build his heart, he walked out of the bedroom door cautiously as a thief, watching all directions, carefully walking to the living room. When she sat on the sofa peacefully, the heartbeat that was out of control like an illness finally returned to normal, picked up the phone and dialed Fu Ting's phone number.
"Hey! Tingting, it's my face!"
"Ah! You're still alive!" Fu Ting screamed over the phone, "Ahhhhh...you stole something from the Third Young Master and you are still alive! Yan Yan, I admire you so much!"
Her face is full of black lines, is she planning to go without return? Then she watched herself die?
"Ha ha ha..." Knowing that she had said the wrong thing, Fu Ting who was on the other side hurriedly laughed, but the charm of Huangfu Third Young Master was too powerful, and completely replaced her worry about her friends: "Yan Yan, you stole the third young master. What? How is it now? Did the three young masters say how to deal with you?"
"Can you stop the three young ones, and ask me what is the matter if I call you?" The face gritted his teeth for this friend who had forgotten his friend.
"Uh...what's the matter with you calling?" Fu Ting's sanity regained a bit after being yelled at, and quickly asked.
"Hurry up, lend me a set of clothes, or buy one for me, um, don't buy too expensive!" Rong Yan urged that she didn't have much money and she had to go to school, let alone use it.
"Clothes?" Fu Ting's voice became sharp and sharp, various brain supplements, Prince Charming and Cinderella? Big boss and little white rabbit? Get into a black president? Her family Yan Yan was so dismantled by the Third Young Master? Over there, Fu Ting laughed stupidly, hahaha...If it was her Yanyan, she would not be jealous of a large number of adults, otherwise, she would curse her if any woman occupied Huangfu Third Young Master. "Yan Yan...you and the third younger-slept?"
"Sleep your sister!" Yan Yan gritted his teeth and stood up and roared.
Then face the other face, and the two are only less than three centimeters apart. At this moment, because of her sudden rise, the loose towels that had been around her fell off.
"Ah!" The two people who looked at each other, after a while, their faces recovered, they suddenly yelled, lost the phone, picked up the bath towels on the floor and hurriedly surrounded themselves, staring fiercely at the person who appeared suddenly , Ran away in embarrassment.
The face that locked herself in the room could not stop her hot face. She was so hot that she was dying. She still wrapped herself tightly in the quilt. Isn't she dying before she becomes a teacher? Oh my God, what a shame!
"Yan Yan? Yan Yan? Don't be shy, just go to sleep, no.... By the way, where do I send the clothes?" Fu Ting said endlessly, not knowing what happened here.
"No need to send it!" Huang Fuqing picked up the phone and said this when he put the phone in place.
Fu Ting, who had a heart attack because of hearing the voice of the male god, blushed and couldn't speak for a long time. Only after a long while holding the phone that had been hung up, Fu Ting replied: Okay. of!
Huang Fuqing naturally didn't have time to pay attention to the people on the phone. He cleaned up his mood and went upstairs. It is undeniable that he was almost tempted just now. When he came downstairs and found the disheveled person, her first impression was not that she ignored him. Order, appearing in public with a mess of hair, but with the monster-like face, the big deer-like eyes, and the pink and white skin under the bath towel...
When he stood at the door of the room, he finally cooled down and burned again, coughing heavily, suppressing the desire for restlessness, this is the reason why she was arranged in the opposite room, otherwise, he was afraid that he might incarnate at any time Wolf! Just married, he didn't want to scare her.
"Boom boom boom..." Three times, a rhythmic knock on the door sounded, and the face covered in the bed pretended not to hear it. Anyway, she just locked the door!
However, Miss Rong seems to have forgotten, the key to the door is on the door, it looks the same when it is locked and not.
Only hearing a click, the door was opened, and the surprised and inexplicable girl Rong sat up, the Xia Hong on her face did not go back, her big eyes were infinite style that she had never noticed.
"What are you doing?" asked Yan Yan with a defensive face.
Huang Fuqing looked at the woman wrapped in cicada chrysalis, but fortunately turned on the central air conditioner, otherwise he would be killed?
"Don't go shopping?" Huang Fuqing said with a cold face when she saw her defensive posture disappear with no amount of charming heart.
"Oh, I... The clothes are wet!" The face lowered his head and said with some guilty conscience.
"It's in the cloakroom! Change it quickly, it's getting late!" After speaking, he turned around and closed the door.
"Huh?" The face was dumbfounded. She looked at the layout of the room and never opened the closet door inside. He glanced at the silent door and made sure that the person would not appear suddenly, and then he rolled off the bed.
"Hurry up, I'll wait for you downstairs!" The door opened and the man's voice sounded again.
Rong Yan staggered under her feet, after all, she didn't fall down, she felt the fiery sight behind her, gritted her teeth, approached the cloakroom in an unprecedented queen posture, slammed the door vigorously, and cursed the perverted erotic mania!
Huangfuqing raised his hand, and assured him with his personality that this time it was definitely not intentional! Look at Kemo, if the curvature of your mouth is not so obvious, it will be more convincing!
Rong Yan entered the cloakroom, opened the door of the closet, and saw that it was full of summer dresses, not princess dresses, but simple and generous white dresses, not expensive, but very textured. Open the cabinet underneath again... His face is red again. Inside are underwear of all colors. Two drawers are neatly placed. As for the underwear, they are neatly stacked in the bottom cabinet, like a tofu block, full of them. A drawer.
This is not the most important thing. When she closes her eyes and chooses a set to wear on her body, the size that is just right makes her demon-like face blush again!
She can't imagine the scene when a man buys women's underwear, especially the exciting scene of pointing the size and size, it makes her feel cold.
"Are you changing clothes or embroidering? Could you please hurry up!"
Girl Rong, who was still shy and annoyed, only froze in her flesh-colored underwear and panties after hearing the demon-like voice.
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