Chapter 172: Kiss me, I'll tell you!

Yue Tingfeng leaned her legs on the table and yelled, "Kiss me, kiss me, I'll tell you."
The next second, the eyes were dark, and the Yan Qingsi people had already pressed over.
Yue Tingfeng was pressed under Yan Qingsi. He reached out to hug Yan Qingsi, but she bit her lip fiercely. Yue Tingfeng ...
Yan Qingsi took the time to warn: "Be honest!"
Yue Tingfeng, I ...
After a while, Yan Qingsi pushed him away and stood up, "Say!"
Yue Tingfeng touched the bitten lower lip, and her heart was very depressed: "How do I always think that our roles have changed."
He made up his mind to tame Yan Qingsi and reach the pinnacle of life.
However, why do I always feel that this way ... is biased.
Yan Qingsi stretched out her hand to provoke Yue Tingfeng's chin, raised the corners of her lips, and smiled evilly.
She said nothing and let go of her hand. "I'm gone."
"Just like this, how do you go?"
"How to get there is my business. It has nothing to do with you." Yan Qingsi picked up her bag and was ready to leave with her bare feet.
Yue Tingfeng gritted his teeth: "Looking at you for my sake, I'll send you once."
Yue Tingfeng feels that it can kill people like his mother said. I do n’t know how long after that, his initial physical interest in Yan Qingsi, until now ... have no idea what it is?
At least seeing Yan Qingsi again, what he thought in his heart was no longer throwing her down and getting on her.
His long-term goal slept her to wake up naturally! This requires good planning.
He glanced at Yan Qingsi's feet: "Did you wear that shoe?"
Yan Qingsi waved her hand: "No more, thanks to your mother for this bowl of chicken soup, I appreciate you."
Yue listen to the wind, I-grass!
"Yan Qingsi, can you be generous once, don't pull the door like this? This time I won't even give you the gangster, will you give me a shoe?
Fuck a shoe, is there a wool for it?
Yan Qingsi pouted her lips: "You're content, just do that shit. I didn't strangle you, old lady, even if I gave you a face."
Robbed her home, grabbed her things, and counted on her to thank, haha ​​...
Yan Qingsi opened the door and went out barefoot. Yue Tingfeng gritted her teeth, picked up the car key wallet, and chased out.
The floor of the hallway was smooth and marble, and it was very cool. Yan Qingsi walked on it, and the steps seemed smooth without any feeling.
Suddenly, Yue listening to the wind thought of the photos. Yan Qingsi was lonely, walking alone on the street in the dark.
He scolded in his heart, I owe it to you.
Yue Tingfeng walked over and picked up Yan Qingsi.
Regardless of Yan Qingsi's resistance, she was carried all the way to the underground parking lot and tucked into the car.
Out of the apartment, it was already evening and passing by a shoe store, Yue Tingfeng stopped.
"Wait."
Leaving two words, Yue Tingfeng got out of the car.
Yan Qingsi looked at his back, and he went straight into the shoe store.
Soon, Yue Tingfeng came out with a shoe box. He opened the car door and threw the shoe box to Yan Qingsi.
Yan Qingsi froze in her heart, opened it for a look, and twitched the corner of her mouth.
The black round-toed flats have a flower on the front, which is obviously the kind worn by a 50- or 60-year-old aunt.
"Such ugly shoes, do you know that this is for the aunt?"
Yue Tingfeng stood outside the car with a cold face: "I know, I specifically asked the clerk that it wasn't worn by the aunt, and I haven't bought it for you yet. You're already so wicked, so you should wear high heels, swaggering over the city flowers. . "

Yue Tuhao: Lao Tzu is so thoughtful and thoughtful, saying, who else do you love?