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Following the bulging Mo Qianni all the way up the third floor of the apartment, she came to a green safety door. While Mo Qianni opened the door with the key, she said: "Here you are the first man to enter the door. Thank you for your ancestors for eight lifetimes, it's cheaper for you!"
"If I knew my ancestors, I would definitely go and thank them." Yang Chen said with a curled lips, isn't it? I don't know who my parents are.
Taking off her shoes, she walked into the small one-bedroom apartment that Mo Qianni rented alone, Yang Chen smelled a fragrant light lemon scent.
As soon as the lights were turned on, the furnishings in the room came into view, a simple moon-white sofa, a wall-mounted silver-gray 42-inch TV, and a pot of daffodils on the glass coffee table. The floor-to-ceiling windows are covered with light gray tassel curtains, and a refrigerator stands close to the kitchen. It is worth noting that there are countless convenience notes posted on the refrigerator door, which should be used as a reminder of certain things.
The pots and pans in the kitchen are very complete, all kinds of condiments are scattered, and there are many kinds of hot sauce alone, which are very eye-catching.
The layout of the whole house is very simple, but it does not appear empty, because there are too many messy things scattered in every corner.
The most common things are all kinds of paper documents, which are thrown everywhere just like the goddess scattered flowers. There are also various fashion week magazines, newspapers and brochures, which are placed on tables, chairs, sofas, and floors. .
Yang Chen’s first reflection is that life is simple, he often cooks, he works hard, and does not stick to the trivial. This fits the intuitive feeling that Mo Qianni gave him.
Mo Qianni's face was reddened, and she also realized that the room was a little messy, she walked to the refrigerator under the guise, took out the mineral water from it, poured a glass of it for Yang Chen, and said: "I live alone, and there are no guests anyway. Too tidy, but nothing dirty."
Yang Chen naturally doesn't care much about this, pointing to the sofa and saying, "I will sleep here tonight. I think this sofa is big enough."
"It's okay. I wanted to make a floor for you. I'll bring you a quilt. It's very cold here at night." Mo Qianni nodded, turned and walked into the bedroom.
Yang Chen yawned and saw a lot of magazines scattered on the sofa. He walked over and leaned over to move these magazines away, so he could sleep comfortably.
But as soon as he opened an autumn magazine, a small black thing suddenly appeared under Yang Chen's eyelids...
If you read it right, this is a pair of women's sexy underwear. The black lace pattern and tulle design make the panties look like transparent, and the tback style makes the middle part of the underwear look extraordinarily slender. It has been wrapped around the hip like a thin ribbon.
Yang Chen swallowed, and Mo Qianni's plump buttocks were wrapped in these panties... Oh no, these panties can't be wrapped! Two white tender buttocks will drown that poor little ribbon!
Girls wear such underwear, absolutely not to protect certain parts of themselves, but purely to seduce men to see certain parts of themselves.
Women are contradictory creatures. Their underwear is like a secret in their hearts, hidden tightly, but they are eager to be seen by men...
Mo Qianni is undoubtedly a beautiful single woman, and in the eyes of many people, she is a strong woman with strict self-discipline and no blasphemy. She has never heard of her having a boyfriend or having an affair with a man, many companies The employees here even think this charming female boss is a lesbian and doesn't like men. But she prefers to buy and wear such underwear, and some of the underlying emotions contained in it must also be her secret.
In order not to be too embarrassed to wait, Yang Chen felt that it would be better to put the underwear elsewhere as if he hadn't read more than anything. After looking at the bedroom door, Mo Qianni hadn’t moved yet, and Yang Chen quickly took the underwear. rise.
The tentacles of the panties are very soft and greasy, and it should be very comfortable to stick to the sensitive parts of women. Yang Chen can even smell the strong fragrance of Mo Qianni's body.
As a normal man, Yang Chen had a physiological reaction immediately, and the little brother below was a little bloated. After all, it would be difficult to think of Mo Qianni wearing such underwear in her body.
Just when Yang Chen hesitated where to hide her underwear, Mo Qianni, who was holding a towel blanket, suddenly flashed out from the bedroom door!
"Yang Chen, just use..."
Mo Qianni was halfway through her words, her eyes were instantly locked on Yang Chen's small black object that hadn't had time to hide.
Yang Chen was also confused for a while, thinking about it, and didn't notice Mo Qianni's sudden appearance.
Both of them stood sluggishly, especially Mo Qianni. After a while of confusion, her cheeks were red, and tension, shame, and loss of emotion flashed in her moist eyes, just like the one before the outbreak. Like an active volcano!
Yang Chen laughed more ugly than crying. It's good now, he was in a daze while holding other people's sexy panties, and he was caught upright! It's strange not to be regarded as a trivial and obscene man!
When Yang Chen was ready to withstand the bombardment, Mo Qianni did not yell unexpectedly, but walked up with a complex expression, put the blanket on the sofa, walked to Yang Chen, and took a hand from Yang Chen. Chen grabbed his little secret in his hand, compiled it in the palm of his hand, bit his lip, and asked dizzyly: "Seige, haven't you seen a woman's panties? What's there to be in a daze?"
"I have seen it, I have never seen such a good-looking one."
After hearing this, Mo Qianni's pair of eyes gleamed, her charming face was about to drip out*, her heart thumped, but she couldn't help asking: "Really good-looking?"
"Well, it goes well with you."
"Fuck you, you didn't see me go through, how do you know that you are a good match for me?"
As soon as she finished saying this, Mo Qianni realized that something was wrong, why it seemed that she was asking him to see what she was wearing, and she wanted to get into the ground in shame!
Yang Chen also felt the ambiguity between the two, which made him feel strange that such an abrupt conversation turned out to be very natural and did not make him feel uncomfortable.
When his heart calmed down, Yang Chen didn't evade anything, and said with a smile: "You really want to wear it to me, I don't care, it's a big deal, I won't tell you."
"I want to be beautiful, let your wife wear it for you!" Mo Qianni flew her eyes to him, holding her panties and walked to the bathroom. By the way, she said, "I want to take a bath. Go to sleep and play it yourself if you want to watch TV."
The bathroom of Mo Qianni's house was opposite to her bedroom, and the door was invisible from the living room, so even if Yang Chen was there, she didn't shy away from anything, and walked in with the change of clothes generously.
Yang Chen sorted out the magazines on the sofa, turned off the energy-saving lamps in the living room, and lay down comfortably. He was too lazy to take off his clothes. He just covered the towel and blanket and started to brew pajamas.
Not long after, Yang Chen’s sensitive ears heard the sound of water coming out of the bathroom. He just saw Mo Qianni’s small objects next to her body. She was aroused by the evil fire. At this moment, she heard the shower. With the sound of water, it is inevitable that Mo Qianni would take off her clothes and sink into the bathtub.
At midnight, in the quiet small apartment, a man and a woman had just a little ambiguous friction with each other. If something happens next, it actually seems logical...
Of course, Yang Chen just thought about it so casually. He really wanted to break into the bathroom to do something, not to mention that it would be difficult to meet in the company in the future. If he went to Lin Ruoxi's place, it might be overwhelming.
After taking a deep breath, Yang Chen gradually calmed down his feelings, listening to the sound of water, and gradually fell asleep...
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More than half an hour later, the bathroom door was quietly opened. Mo Qianni walked out softly around a snow-white towel and stepped on a double-finger drag. The probe looked at Yang Chen who was sleeping on the sofa and confirmed Yang. Chen wasn't looking to her side, so she walked into her room in small steps and closed the door.
In the bedroom, Mo Qianni pulled off the only white towel she had on her body and threw it on one side of the floor at will. The soft light yellow light hit the woman's blushing silky skin, revealing a lustrous luster.
Facing the vanity mirror, Mo Qianni quietly looked at her delicate pink body, tall figure, plump and tall snow peaks, tight waist, and round buttocks. The whole body was present. With a soft and full curve, just like the perfect ivory artwork of the golden section, so impeccable.
Wiping her wet long hair, Mo Qianni said to herself: "Mo Qianni, Mo Qianni, you always look at what you do and what is so narcissistic, no matter how good you look, you can see it by yourself... "
"What? You said you missed a man?"
"Come on less... What's so good about a smelly man? I appreciate myself. This is self-confidence!"
After mumbling herself to say a few words to herself, Mo Qianni began to be naked, sitting on Simmons' big bed and rubbing her hair, and putting on herself a pink nightdress with a little childishness.
While rubbing her hair absently, Mo Qianni looked at the door from time to time.
This is the first time I have brought a man to my home. I don't understand why he suddenly invited him. It was he who sent him back to go back at night. Seeing that he was too tired, I felt pitiful? Or is it because... Too many years alone, alone in an empty room, feel too lonely and need personal company
No, no, how can I be afraid of loneliness? I've survived it alone since I was a child. What kind of loneliness is this! He must be pitiful!
However, why would I invite this man? Why was he so happy when he promised to spend the night here
He is the husband of his good sister, what if there is a misunderstanding? I obviously hated him before...
What is he doing now? are you asleep? Still thinking about things? Or dreaming
Mo Qianni felt her heart was upset. It was so late and she should have a good rest after a week of work, but just think of that man sleeping in the living room outside the door, lying on the sofa where she usually sits and reads magazines. When I went, I had the urge to take a look.
Why do I want to go out and see him so much
Mo Qianni thought for a while and found a very reliable reason for herself-fearing that he would have bad sleeping habits and would easily catch cold when he stepped on the blanket. Therefore, as the host, she must go out to see how the guests sleep. This couldn't be more normal!
With reasons to be bold, Mo Qianni didn't care to dry half of her hair, stepped on slippers, tiptoedly opened the bedroom door, and walked slowly towards the sofa where Yang Chen was sleeping. t