Ji Shao had a teasing smile on his lips. He was about to take advantage of the victory and was trying to tease her for a few more words, but after seeing her blushing face and looking at him for a while, he pulled the curtains with his little hand, blocking his hot gaze.

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Mr. Ji laughed out loud in an instant.

The next second, the person behind the curtain kicked him, and his fierce tone was a bit furious: "Don't laugh!"

If Ji Shaoyi could be scared by her pretending to be fierce, then it would be Ji Shaoyi.

He drilled behind the curtain and leaned forward again, his smiley voice as if soaked in a mountain spring, but he was spitting out some dirty words.

"I have done all the more intimate things, why are I still so careless?" He kissed Lang Qiao Feihong's ears lightly, his tone was lazy and casual, like a gangster who teases good women.

Fortunately, he didn't mention "more intimate things". When Lang Qiao mentioned it, he immediately had a picture in his mind, and the heat on his face also rose sharply. He gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up!"

"I don't." Ji Shaoyi bit her earlobe and whispered in a low voice: "Small sound, don't let them hear it."

Lang Qiao: "..." God fucked a little bit.

It's bright and bright, and your teammates are still in the car. What shameful things do you think you're doing?

But then again... they were drilling curtains and fighting each other. Those who didn't know might really think they were stealing the sun...

If the Demon King is still there, when he sees this scene, he will definitely ask innocence: Brother Hang, what are they doing?

Now, except for the driver who needs to drive with his eyes, the other people in the car are wearing earplugs, closing their eyes, and silently chanting their own unique mantra of clearing the heart in their hearts.

Zheng Hang: Don’t watch it or listen to it if you are not...

Gatlin: There will be a girlfriend, what if the country will issue it one day?

Wait for me: I should be in the bottom of the car, not in the car...

The driver...the driver silently held the steering wheel in his hand so that he would not suddenly find the direction when the shock came to light.

Lang Qiao secretly glanced at the movement outside the curtains, looked at the traffic outside the car window, and then leaned back to the seat and lay down completely.

Whether it was his closed eyes or his hands that stopped pushing him, there was a message: Just be as slutty, my heart is dead anyway.

until……

Ji Shaoyi slowly pulled the zipper of her coat and whispered in her ear: "I still prefer the one who takes the initiative and wildness after getting drunk."

Lang Qiao: "..." Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The more he said, the more shame she recalled.

Almost before Ji Shao could do anything, she had already made her cheeks red and her toes curled up, wishing she could grab a large villa in the sea under her feet on the spot!

The culprit Ji Shaoyi pinched her waist, and the public execution continued: "I especially like the way you volunteered and wanted to gallop on me with great momentum."

Lang Qiao: "..." Do you scold again?

"And you look so tired that you sweat so much that you are still unwilling to stop."

Lang Qiao: "..." Master, stop thinking.
Chapter completed!