Siqing and Siyu look exactly the same, and there is no obvious difference in body shape, unless they speak and their personalities are quite different to make people tell who is who.
guess who I am
Zhang Feng had the feeling that his head was full of crows calling.
"You have a prize for your guess."
The girl tilted her head again and blinked, full of the smell of sex.
The yoga clothes perfectly showed her figure, even though it was trousers, it still made people feel the urge to throw her down.
If there were no outsiders, the guards in the dark would not be able to see this angle, Zhang Feng would be pushed into the house by her to avoid being seen by other men.
"Huh..." Zhang Feng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "You are thinking about rain!"
Only when Siyu's personality jumps out, can he play this kind of trick.
After speaking, he smiled triumphantly.
"Gluck..."
There was a burst of sweet laughter, and you knew that this was a cheerful girl.
Zhang Feng turned his head to look inside the villa, and saw that there was a beautiful girl sitting on the stairs, also wearing a sky blue yoga suit, with a special white sweat towel tied to her forehead, as beautiful as she looked. .
"Sect Master, you are wrong, the reward that my sister prepared for you, void!"
Siyu smiled and fell, almost rolling down the stairs.
Zhang Feng looked at the girl in front of him again, saw her knowing smile, and suddenly understood that she was sentimental.
It's a bit embarrassing to touch your nose, but it doesn't matter, the two girls in the room belong to them!
Stepping into the house, thinking about the rain with unbridled eyes.
In other words, Siqing would be shy when she was watched by Zhang Feng, but Siqing was different. She had a cheerful and direct personality. She immediately stood up, posing a cute and sexy look, and blowing kisses at Zhang Feng.
At this moment, Zhang Feng felt a little hot in his body.
"Siyu is not allowed to play nonsense, the host has favored the three ladies at noon, and can't mess around with you anymore, go and pour a cup of tea for the host, and want a pure green tea!" Siqing sank his face and scolded at Siyu. .
I was not afraid of rainy days. I was afraid that my sister would be angry, so I vomited and ran down the stairs and went to make tea.
Zhang Feng coughed dryly, feeling a little embarrassed, but when he saw Si Yu bowing to prepare tea and tea sets, his eyes straightened again.
Siyu bows her waist, the curve is very beautiful, and she is doing things, which is more attractive than the deliberately created shape
Win.
"Sect Master, you must know how to exercise restraint!"
Siqing walked around in front of Zhang Feng and blocked his sight, with a serious expression on his small face.
"Huh?" Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, touched his cheek, and his eyes moved down unconsciously, falling on Siqing's chest...
In other words, yoga clothes are really good-looking.
You know, yoga was originally invented for that kind of thing!
"Door!"
Siqing became angry and sank his face.
Zhang Feng quickly raised his head, gave a haha, bypassed Siqing, and sat down on the sofa, looking like a Da Ma Jindao, admiring Siyu's tea.
Siyu made Kung Fu tea. Although he didn't wear special attire, he played with the tea set in this outfit, which made it even more sexy.
"The master..."
"Drink tea and tea, I just look at..."
Zhang Feng laughed dryly, consciously looking for a good excuse.
Siqing is not a shrew, her nature is gentle, she belongs to the kind of a good wife and a good mother. Seeing Zhang Feng playing tricks, she has no choice but to sit by the coffee table and fiddle with tea sets with her sister.
Two identical girls dangling in front of them, and wearing sexy clothes, Zhang Feng was unconsciously ascending to the immortal world, and the whole person was flirty.
"President, drink tea."
After Siyu made the tea, he handed it to Zhang Feng with both hands, holding the teacup in one hand, and squeezing the teacup in the other, with fingers like green onion tubes, complementing each other.
A gesture of handing tea is perfect to the extreme.
Zhang Feng took the teacup and took a sip, like drinking a sweet spring...
Now he understands why in ancient times the emperor was mostly faint, because the harem beauties are really attractive.
After drinking three cups of tea, Siqing stood up, and said in a serious tone: "The master, my sister and I did not go to eat today. The reason is because we have something to show you."
Si Yu stood up, looking pretty, full of expectation.
"Oh?"
Zhang Feng quickly put down his tea cup and acted like a gentleman. In fact, he still admired the twins' figures.
Kings in ancient times are like this.
Siqing couldn't help rolling his eyes, but he was still happy to be appreciated by his own man.
She adjusted her mind quickly, her face sank: "Sect Master, please look!"
Before the voice was over, a group of Qianying rushed out quickly, almost able to bring out the afterimages.
"Huh, night wind
Jueying, fast speed! "Zhang Feng exclaimed loudly.
In the next second, Siqing returned to the place, with a smug smile on her little face, but a blue and white porcelain vase with forearm length in her hand.
The blue and white porcelain vases made by modern craftsmanship are ornaments, but they look exquisite.
Zhang Feng couldn't understand what she meant, and his eyes widened.
"Sect Master, look at my Yueying master, break!"
Siqing screamed, holding the vase in one hand, the knuckles of the fingers slowly tightened.
Surprising things happened. The blue and white porcelain vase actually cracked under her grip, and then, in a crisp cracking sound, it turned into dozens of fragments and scattered on the ground.
"It's so strong, have you reached the eighth rank?"
Zhang Feng stood up with a shocked expression on his face.
"The eighth-Rank peak, maybe it will be the 9th-Rank!" Siqing raised his head, with a slender neck, so proud.
You know, when Siqing and Siyu first came to Zhang Feng, they were not at the 4th rank. They were good at dealing with ordinary warriors, punks, and so on. When they met real masters, they were losing money.
But now, Siqing's skill has actually reached the pinnacle of the eighth rank.
"How could it be so fast?" Zhang Feng was still surprised.
Siqing did not say, with a full smile, Siyu was obviously unconvinced, and rushed to say: "Sect master, look at me!"
Before she finished speaking, she leaped forward and jumped directly from the living room to the guardrail on the second floor. She jumped onto the second floor. She was graceful and fast like a civet cat.
This light effort obviously overwhelmed Siqing.
"So easy!" Zhang Feng exclaimed loudly.
The next moment, Si Yu flew down from upstairs again, with a sheathed long sword in his hand, holding the scabbard across his chest, alive and well with a female hero.
It's the yoga suit, which is a bit too sexy.
"Look at the sword!"
Accompanied by a dragon chant, thinking rain out of the sword, stab Zhang Feng straight.
Zhang Feng stood with his hands behind him, standing still, staring at a little cold light in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised.
Han Guang stopped two inches in front of him, the tip of the sword trembled, and the dragon's roar continued for a long time.
"Good swordsmanship, Yijian has shown great skill. When I am the eighth-rank cultivation base, I can't guarantee that I will be so precise every time." Zhang Feng did not hesitate to praise the words. Demean yourself.
His swordsmanship is used to kill people, and the sword goes infinitely. It is difficult, too difficult to stop!
(End of this chapter)