"Ooooh! This... this... this is...."
"Brother, calm down, your expression now looks like a pervert."
Fang Bianran, who was still pinching the black lace panties, looked at Meng Bianlang, who was pinching the straps and lifting the lace bra, with a shocked expression on his face, and said silently.
"Huh? So it's made of this kind of fabric? It's much softer than men's underwear."
Meng Lang looked like a scholar, and said very seriously according to the inside.
"Hey, really? Brother, let me try pressing the buttons too!"
"Here, brother."
Meng Lang handed it to Fangran, who had a curious look on his face and was eager to try. Fangran pressed it too, and then nodded solemnly with a solemn expression:
"It is indeed softer than men's underwear, and I think this may be a kind of sex discrimination."
"Brother, do you know that bras are said to be divided into those with or without rims, as well as different materials, different styles, different shoulder straps, different buttons, different concentration effects, and different types of suitable people? All kinds of complex and profound classifications."
"Huh? Is it so complicated!? Uh... How do you know these old guys...."
"Um....I've seen titles like 'How should flat-chested girls choose underwear' on the Internet before, but I couldn't hold back my curiosity and clicked into it...."
"Ha(￣д￣;)....and then?"
Fangran's expression turned sweaty, and he asked silently.
"Then... ."
Meng Lang's face was also a little embarrassed, but after hearing Fangran's question, he fell silent for a moment.
Then he looked up at the vicissitudes of the night sky with a compassionate 45° angle and said:
"And then I realized how hard those airport girls are trying to not look so pitiful."
Pfft... Brother, you really understand something superfluous... .
In this way, the two magical boys squatting together started a heated discussion around some issues that they should not care about at all.
At the same time, they were discussing, using Baidu on their mobile phones, and all kinds of... um... that appeared in their hands.
"That old man, do you know..."
Fangran saw that the lace breasts in his hand turned out to be hollowed out with lace, subconsciously swallowed, and tried hard to tell himself not to think of Ye Sheng and Su Su who might be particularly suitable for it, at the same time,
His face was reddish, he was silent for a while, and then he said slowly as if taking out a Pandora's box:
"Actually... that... women... underwear... can be put on the head..."
"puff!!!!"
Dude, what the hell are you talking about... .
Meng Lang opened his mouth wide in disbelief, and then subconsciously looked down at the sexy lace hollow bra in his hand.
Um... Do it!
Why after my brother said it, I suddenly had a feeling that I knew it was wrong to be ashamed, but I just couldn't help but want to put it on my head like that, and maybe I would feel very good!
"Brother, it's not....it's also...."
"I know! Dude....but..."
Looking at the lace underwear in his hand, Fangran felt more and more that it could really be put on his head like in the anime, and he found that he could no longer control his hands.
So he took a deep breath, with a sonorous and strong expression on his face, remembering those memories of reciting famous quotes from famous people in junior high school, and using that deep manly tone to Meng Lang as if he had also said the words of famous famous quotes Open your mouth slowly:
"A man may never have such a chance to put sexy underwear on his head in his whole life."
rash:"!!!"
For a moment, meng lang felt shocked by these words.
Thinking about it carefully, in his life, he has never done this before, nor has he had the opportunity to do so.
Suddenly, Meng Lang felt a sense of freedom beckoning to him. The temptation to liberate all restraints and the possibility of showing who he really wanted to be appeared before his eyes!
All that may be, you just need to put this hollow lace bra in your hand... .
"Brother..."
Fangran looked at meng lang with deep eyes, as if conveying some kind of belief.
"Brother...."
Meng Lang took a deep breath, as if ready, and nodded to Fang Ran.
Both of them looked at their own hands, and then slowly, but firmly, their hands moved upwards... .
"Brother Meng, captain, should we leave... . . . "
At this time, after waking up from a nap on the recliner, Gou Yu felt that his warm body had completely returned to normal temperature, stretched his waist and sat up, enjoying the relaxation and comfort brought by the hot spring and massage, and looked at The two of them were just about to speak...
Fangran and Meng Lang, who were both squatting on the ground, froze and turned their heads with a 'forehead...' expression on their faces. The lace hollow panties and lace hollow bra in their hands were moving towards the top of their heads, ready to put them on. .. ..
And the women's underwear that had piled up like a hill around the two of them.
Gou Yu: "..."
Gou Yu (silent...)
Gou Yu (Try to endure... )
Gou Yu (frowning, trembling with anger...)
Gou Yu (not wanting to open his eyes, raised his fist...)
"You two...."
Feeling Gou Yu's anger, Fangran and Meng Lang, who knew they were guilty and guilty, hurriedly spoke up!
"Wait! Little Or! Listen to me! This is actually a... um... misunderstanding! Yes, misunderstanding!"
"That's right, my brother forced me to do it!"
"Hold the grass! Brother, you are here again...."
"What the hell are you doing in the scene!!!!!!!!!"
boom! boom!
Gou Yu couldn't stand it anymore because of these two bastards who came here to play regardless of the scene, and the series of commotions during the day when he was riding an electric car on the military training ground in order to escape from the uncle. !
"After I get back my clothes and throw these things away, we'll leave here and prepare for the numbered target to appear!"
His brows twitched, seeing that the women's underwear he picked up became more and more revealing and sexy, and there were even ropes or shells, Gou Yu couldn't help but gritted his teeth with a blushing face and said, holding his head next to the hot spring The two perverts squatting in Asia gave an ultimatum.
"Brother, speaking of it, haven't you used this ability to create something serious?"
Meng·smoky head ing·浪风流不定冷Looking at the unchanging hot spring, he asked with a deadpan expression because he was secretly researching pornographic underwear and was discovered by a younger generation who was several years younger than himself.
"Brother, what is serious business?"
Isn't Ou Jinjin's human blood supply organ counted... .
Fang, smoldering head, and Ran looked at the calm hot spring without any waves, because he secretly conjured up various pornographic adult items and was discovered by his favorite little girl, which caused him to ask with a blank expression on his face.
"Except for long water pipes, plastic basins, airplane cups, and ham sausages that look exactly like Ou Jinjin's, they can be shown to me."
"Fully automatic shaved ice machine."
"I just knew, how could there be such a stupid merchant who gave away so many disposable cups! This doesn't count! Household goods don't count!"
"That black wheat orange."
"Pfft! Fuck! Wait... so you've been conjuring the black wheat tangerine at home!!??"
"Otherwise."
Fangran was still smoking, and gave him a cold look.
Meng Lang's head was still smoking, but he glanced at him with a complicated expression, then covered his face and sighed:
"Brother, I mean, is there anything other than daily necessities that is more in line with the mystical personality of our participants... ."
"Oh, no."
Meng Lang: "...."
Brother, do you want to answer so naturally without thinking.
So such a powerful ability has been used by you as a small shop, hasn't it!
"Is there really nothing?"
"Brother, what's the point of asking again?"
Seeing Meng Lang's expressionless expression, Fangran rolled his eyes and said,
I can't take it out of your chest for you to look at, and even the magnet created in the last battle has been cleared by you, bro, where can I get it for you... .
Eh? Wait, there seems to be one coming,
"Oh, by the way, this should be counted, here, brother."
He was rolling his eyes while thinking about it, but Fangran suddenly remembered that besides doing all kinds of unscrupulous and illegal profit-making things with creating cards, he had also changed things for serious things a few times.
"Huh? What is this?"
Seeing Fangran's words suddenly paused, and then he did not know where to find a small black fragment and threw it over. Meng Lang quickly took it, looking at the thing in his hand, he didn't know what it was, and asked with a toothache .
Brother, sure enough, you can only conjure up such weird things...
And what is this, a pebble that looks exactly like a salted fish
"Cat food sample, don't ask me what kind of cat it is, I won't tell you it's a black bastard meowball."
Recalling the rather complicated and annoying experience, Fangran's face darkened slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily.
It's just that when he heard his words, Meng Lang suddenly looked at his head and froze, then the corners of his eyebrows twitched, and he asked tentatively in a hesitant and uncertain tone:
"Uh....bro, the black meow ball.....uh....you mean the one on top of your head..."
ha? Head on top
Fangran was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly felt the bouncing force of some familiar weight on the top of his head pushing his head lower and lower.
as well as...
That spirited voice he'll never forget.
"La meow~(°?°)?"