Chapter 128 Being polite

The same skirt is silver-gray, short to two inches on the knees, Xu Yicong put the skirt on his body, looked at it in the mirror, and was very satisfied, so he took out a card with a fairy spirit, and then wrap it up.

Of course it's Xu Huansi's card

He dared not to refuse her getting in the car, so she dared to touch his card, and didn't even ask about the price before swiping the card

Jin Susu patted her on the shoulder, very pleased. She grew up, her mother was very pleased. She could go to work overtime with peace of mind.

Jin Susu returned to the TV station to work overtime, Xu Yicong took a taxi on the side of the road with a bag

It was already dark, and the neon lights in the theater opposite were flowing. The taxis passing by were not empty, but rushed by. Instead, a car parked more than ten meters away flashed its headlights. Xu Yicong turned his head and saw the tall figure leaning against the car door, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, one hand in his pants pocket, and the other hand waved at her with the car key in the other hand. His face was dazzling in the night.

She couldn't help laughing, and quickly ran over and threw herself into his arms, put her chin on his chest, and asked him with her face raised: Is the driver not angry anymore?

Xu Huansi was slapped hard by her, and he put his thumb on her forehead, and pushed a few strands of hair away, barely forgiven.

Xu Yicong still surrounded his waist and refused to let go. Have you noticed that there is anything different about me?

Xu Huansi sniffs her hair, new perfume?

Xu Yicong shook his head, and he continued to guess, did he do hair?

Now Xu Yicong began to squint his eyes and look at the straight man contemptuously. He thought again, new lipstick?

Xu Yicong gave up, let go of his waist, and asked him to move aside in anger. Forget it, let's go.

Xu Huansi moved away with kindness, opened the car door for her, and then reached out to take the bag in her hand. Xu Yicong turned around and handed him the bag. The bright lights on the street in front of him were covered by his bent shoulders, and his lips were slightly burned. Xu Huansi leaned over and kissed her, and whispered in her ear: I've discovered the new skirt for a long time.

He didn't even kiss her lips, but Xu Yicong insisted on turning his face and kissing him, and a little lipstick was harshly on the corner of his lips. Is it good-looking?

Of course it looks good

There were not many people on the street just now. Two lawyers who were smoking and waiting for the car pinched cigarette butts and looked at the direction of the wedding shop. Several middle school students also looked back while walking. One of them almost hit the telephone pole. He was waiting so bored that he thought the silly boy was fun. He followed his eyes and saw Xu Yicong's back at the first glance. His long fluffy hair was brushing black behind the snow-white shoulders and neck, making the spine and shoulder blades look particularly delicate. When he raised his arm to take a taxi, the amazingly beautiful scapula slightly opened. The lower half of the muscle bones were buried in the fabric. The delicate silver-gray silk loosely covered the waist and thighs, but could not cover the curves of the waist and hips.

He read the surprise from the eyes of those people, because she was like a bright star

But he was not surprised, he discovered it early in the morning, starting from the first time she put on lipstick to show him, or from the first time he was upset about the good smell of her, or earlier

He pinched the tip of her little nose, and the force was a little like a small punishment, as if she had done something wrong, but her tone was gentle. He heard himself say: Good-looking, the best in the world

Xu Yicong rarely heard Xu Huansi praise anyone. He was just asking casually, but he didn't expect that he was so numb and instinctively let out a sigh, "Have you taken the wrong medicine?"

Xu Huansi thought she was confused and said tsk, angrily wiped off the red color on the corner of his lips, and slapped her on the head, saying, "Is it okay to praise you?"

Xu Yicong showed him his arms, can you speak well? I got goosebumps, look

When Xu Huansi touched her arm, he was so cold that he immediately took off his coat and almost cursed, saying nonsense! Buying clothes is not a matter of weather, see who is wandering around on the street with bare arms?

Xu Yicong was really cold and rancid, and as soon as he entered the house, he filled a large cup of hot tea.

Secretary Li is not at home, Chen Ang plays games day and night, and the walls of the living room are flashing by the changing red and black light. After drinking tea, she warms her limbs and bones. She takes off Xu Huansi's coat, goes upstairs and knocks on the door of his room.

He had just taken a shower, wearing a bathrobe, his belt was not tightened, and his vague muscle lines on his chest were exposed in the light and shadow. When he saw that it was her outside the door, he asked: What's wrong?

Xu Yicong tied his hair into two braids. He was obviously not low, but due to the height difference and these two braids, he looked like a conceited young lady in the kindergarten class in front of him, and said with his hands behind his back: Uncle Driver, I'm polite, please praise me again

His eyes shaved around her face, knowing that she had started acting pornographic novels again, nodding, this lady is the best in the world

Xu Yicong smiled politely, thank you for praising the uncle for having seen enough?

He made it clear that he could not see enough, and he still needed to study it carefully

She walked into the door, and he pushed it up and locked it with his own hands

Xu Yicong's slender wrist reached his waist and tried to do something bad. He held his wrist and raised it high to the top of his head. His skirt was then lifted up. He had just covered his legs and touched inch by his slightly rough fingertips, lit a fire on his snow-white skin.