Chapter 89: Brother Cheng likes women with big breasts? [There is still one

The art teaching building is 20 minutes walk from the underground parking lot.
Along the way, in order to avoid being hit and recognized by others, Luo Zheng has been shrinking his head and hiding in the arms of men.
The man has a faint smell of cologne, and it smells good in his nose.
"Brother Cheng, am I a bit heavy? Are you tired or tired? Or, you can let me go, I can walk slowly!"
Seeing that the man hugged himself for about ten minutes, Luo Zheng couldn't help asking.
Afterwards, she tried to twist her body and struggled to the ground.
Bo Hancheng's arms unconsciously closed, his voice mellow like wine: "Be good, don't mess up."
The girl in her arms is as light as a cat, inexplicably pitiful, and he hardly feels the weight, let alone mentions it!
Luo Zheng nodded obediently, but was a little idle, feeling that his lower abdomen was still sore, and could not help reaching out to rub ... rubbing and rubbing, rubbing on the man's waist, across the thin shirt, feeling hard.
Wow, I did n’t expect that the bodyguard adults ’muscles are so hard ... Sure enough, they are really thin in dressing and undressed!
Luo Zheng sighed while touching, not realizing that the man was stiff, trying to ignore her impoliteness.
Until the girl kept touching, and wanted to touch her chest up, Bo Hancheng could not bear it for a moment: "Are you touching it enough?"
Is she really simple, or pretend to be naive, without any precautions, and touched against the man ... She doesn't understand, the man can't bear the flirting, this is obviously making fire!
However, his proud self-control ability has never been unbalanced in front of other women ... When she came to Luozheng, she couldn't break into the army again and again, she could easily wake up his desire.
She touched it like this, he really wanted to stop worrying and asked her directly!
When asked by a man, Luo Zheng felt a little embarrassed. When he saw that there was no one around him, he looked up at him: "Brother Cheng, you must exercise regularly, right? The figure is really great!"
"Is it?"
The girl's compliment only made Bo Hancheng smile, but simply asked back.
Luo Zheng nodded again and again, like a chick pecking rice, and blinked the stars, full of sincerity ... However, the man ignored it and ridiculed the comment: "It's a pity that your figure is not so bad!"
"!!!!!!"
On arrival, Luo Zheng felt a 10,000 point crit.
With a bit of disappointment, Luo Zheng retorted in a low voice: "That's not it! I'm clearly protruding forward and backward, and I'm too soft and easy to push down. What's the difference?"
"small."
The man glanced down and landed on her chest, dropping a word lightly.
In an instant, Luo Zheng couldn't help but almost couldn't keep calm. For a long time, he attached a sentence: "Brother Cheng, I'm under 18 years old. The B cup is purely normal, and there is still much room for development in the future!"
Speaking, he froze the man's chin and tried to ask the sentence: "Or, does Brother Cheng like women with big breasts?"
Bo Hancheng really didn't want to discuss the topic of adults with the same minor, so he didn't answer any more.
However, in Luo Zheng's eyes, he was undoubtedly acquiesced, and he hummed softly: "Women with big breasts, what's the good? Brother Cheng doesn't know, there is a word called-chest, big, no, brain!"
She Zhen Zhen said something, and Bo Hancheng felt interesting.
But when she thought of her recent self-directed fall, she sank into the man's eyes: "You have a small chest, but you have a brain and play with a lot of tricks!"
"Brother Cheng, are you praising me?"
Luo Zheng heard something wrong and couldn't tell what was wrong, he asked happily.
Bo Hancheng was expressionless and walked right in front of the car.
"Oh, praise you?"
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"Oh, praise you?"
Just looking at it, he chuckled softly, with a taunt.
Under Luo Zheng's unclear position, he opened the rear door, and then stretched his arms forward, throwing it against the seat.
"Uh-"
Luo Zheng had no precautions and was thrown on the seat by him. He fell sturdy.
"Brother Cheng, why are you so rude? It hurts so bad ..."
Luo Zheng frowned at Yuemei, and fell to the rain not long ago, but it was really hit, and there was still pain in his body.
Now, after such a fall by a man, it really aggravates the pain.
"Are you afraid of pain?"
Bo Hancheng stood in front of the car door, peering at Luo Zheng.
After hearing this, Luo Zheng stood up on his seat and returned unclearly: "Of course I am afraid! Brother Cheng, you are asking strange, who is not afraid of pain!"
"If you are really afraid of pain, will you fall on the rain deliberately?"
The man asked again, and the end rose slightly, revealing a bit of sultry taste.
Suddenly, Luo Zheng's expression stiffened. Unexpectedly, the man guessed that he had fallen, and he was a little uneasy: "Brother Cheng ... I just wanted to ..."
"Just want to trick me back?"
Bo Hancheng interrupted and said, his heart fainted with a complex emotion.
For a time, the atmosphere was a bit stiff.
After all, Luo Zheng couldn't help but carefully reached out to catch the man's clothing corner, and admits his mistake cleverly: "Brother Cheng, I know it's wrong, I won't lie to you in the future! Don't be angry, okay?"
Like a child who did something wrong, Luo Zheng whispered apology and dared not go to see Bo Hancheng.
"You know, I'm not angry because you lied to me ..."
Suddenly, Bo Hancheng sighed slightly and said helplessly.
However, before he finished, he stopped suddenly.
What did he want to say just now?
Want to say that angry is not because she lied to him, but because ... she doesn't care about herself? !
Luo Zheng couldn't help but wonder and looked up at him: "Why is that?"
But it was Bo Hancheng, his brow cold and picturesque, very indifferent: "Nothing!"
Worrying to ask it further, it would make the man more angry, and with his body trembling with cold, Luo Zheng took the opportunity to change the topic: "Brother Cheng, I'm so cold! You hug me and use my body to warm me, OK?"
She spoke too naturally, Bo Hancheng glanced lightly, and did not take action.
Just looking at the girl around her, her long hair scattered on the big cheeks, her red skirt was already soaked, translucent against the skin, showing a bit of pity.
For a moment, he lifted her hand on the corner of her clothes and stepped forward to turn on the heater in the car.
Then, go to the trunk and take out a white shirt, which is his spare clothing.
Then walk back to the original place and throw it on the girl: "Change on--"
Luo Zheng held the shirt and watched the man close the door of the car, as if to leave, and quickly reached out to him: "Brother Cheng, where are you going?"
Bo Hancheng flicked away her touch and seemed to smile and asked: "Why, do you want to close the door, let me see you change your clothes?"
Then, the thin lips faded slightly: "Or do you want me to change it for you personally?"
It turned out that he was not angry to leave, but gave himself a private space.
Luo Zheng let out a slight sigh of relief, met the eyes of the man's abyss, smiled and revealed Livor: "Brother Cheng wants to help me change clothes? Okay, I don't mind!"
Anyway, she decided long ago that if you want to taste a man in this life, the first choice is Master Bodyguard!
So if you can, you can cultivate your emotions early, and do n’t need to be too squeamish!
However, Bo Hancheng was expressionless and refused directly: "I mind—"
In a word, he no longer looked at Luo Zheng, closing the door heavily.
Then, leaning silently on the body, lit a cigarette between his fingers and smoked for a moment.
For men, smoking helps thinking.
He has no smoking addiction, and only ignites one when his heart is still.
Luo Zheng, she shouldn't have an intersection with him, maybe ... he shouldn't soften his heart anymore!
Bo Hancheng [a helpless face]: Can you stop me? Azheng [grieved]: Why? Bo Hancheng [Continued Helpless]: I'm afraid, I can't help it. A Zheng 【Rejoice】: Can't help it? Can't help it! We can make people happily-Bo Hancheng [Black Face]: But you are only 17 years old and still a minor!