The purring sound made Lang Qiao's heart melt, so he simply sat cross-legged on the carpet and started to thrust the cat with concentration.

After Ji Shao put his suitcase in place, he sat down side by side on the carpet with her, but his two long legs that had nowhere to be placed were folded and frustrated.

He simply stretched out his legs and brought Lang Qiao, who was crossed, over and placed it on his legs.

"Do you like it?" He put his hands on Lang Qiao's waist, rubbing against her like a kitten that had encountered a catnip.

The warm big hands wandered all the way on her body, causing Lang Qiao to tremble, and her fair cheeks quickly turned a blush, which was a little more gorgeous than the clouds in the sky.

Seeing that Ji Shao was thinking about it, he lowered his head and blocked her lips.

The lips and teeth depend on each other, the limbs intertwined, and the heartbeat sound like a beating was telling their longing for each other without hesitation.

Until he was about to breathe, Lang Qiao finally climbed up to his shoulder like surrender. Lust surged in his black grape-like eyes, and bit his lower lip with embarrassment and said, "I like it, but I don't have a gift for you."

Her cold voice was filled with a slight panting, and hearing Ji Shaoyi's ear was undoubtedly a fatal temptation.

His breathing stagnated, and his gentle voice, which was soaked in water, became extremely silence: "It's okay."

The hot fingertips pinched the soft flesh on her waist, and a hint of cunning appeared in her dark eyes. She smiled with a point of view: "I have you, the treasure girl."

Lang Qiao's toes curled up unconsciously, feeling embarrassed at his sudden praise, and was a little confused.

"What is a treasure girl?" Lang Qiao blinked her big eyes, looking at him blankly.

This ignorant and innocent look not only failed to inspire Ji Shaoyi to "bring bad kids" to the guilt, but instead made him malicious.

"Treasure girl means..." He picked his fingertips flexibly, and Lang Qiao's button broke apart, and his voice became more and more interesting: "There is a treasure map in his body."

Lang 2g girl Qiao: Is this really the case?

She suspected that this dog was fooling her by relying on her not going online, but she had no evidence!

Before she could ask, Ji Shaoyi had already spontaneously answered her.

Every time the warm fingertips move to a place, they will be accompanied by the corresponding "introduction to attractions".

It was not until Lang Qiao's eyes were dissipated and he was floating in an ecstasy that he heard him silence and silence: "There are mountains, flowing water, soft swamps, but the winding paths are hidden, and it is not a treasure map?"

Lang Qiao: "????"

At this moment, while growing up, she also experienced the profoundness of Chinese culture.

The whole morning, Lang Qiao spent the "exploration and treasure hunt".

When she finished taking a shower and blew her hair and came out of the room with Ji Youyu in her arms, she realized that Gatlin and the others had arrived long ago.

Gu Congxin, the "cooking aunt" ordered by Lang Qiao, was even more conscientious and responsible. He had even bought the dishes he wanted to eat at noon. At this time, he was commanding Gatlin with his waist and waiting for me to do her.

Gatlin never expected that his vacation would be short, but he would be ordered to work as soon as he arrived at the base.

He sighed and chose the dish, his chubby face wrinkled into the same style as the "Urban Old Man Looks at Mobile Phones". He was so depressed that he wanted to get all the leaves of the dish bald.

The waiting beside me was in sharp contrast with him.

He sat upright on the pony, and his whole body was a capital emoji: elegant, dignified, reserved.jpg

A pair of slender and fair hands not only play well in the game, but also choose a dish that is pleasing to the eye.

That sharp and neat technique is obvious at first glance, he is a good cook.

While choosing, he encouraged Gatlin with a expressionless face: "Stop sighing, think about the million you want to pay back."

Gatlin, who had no motivation to choose vegetables: "..." What strangled my throat?

It's money!

He was stimulated by money and finally stopped competing with the bald vegetable in his hand, but chose to change to another one...

Gu Congxin was very satisfied with the scene of "harmonious zither and singing" and "respect each other as guests". He smiled and patted my shoulders waiting for me and said, "You are really good at controlling your husband~"

Wait for me: "..."Who am I? Where am I? Why is she so kind in her eyes?

Lang Qiao has long been accustomed to her gay friend's special hobbies, and even wants to give her a thumbs up.

You can tell the CP feeling when you look at others choosing a dish. Good! It’s worthy of being you!

Seeing that Gu Congxin was about to be unable to control his hand that he wanted to press his head, Lang Qiao had to cough twice.

When Gu Congxin saw her, he couldn't even care about his own cp.

She ran all the way to Lang Qiao, stretched out her arms with excitement and said, "Lang Jun, I really want to..."

Before the word "you" could be expressed, her head was pressed down by a hand that appeared out of thin air.

Gu Congxin, who was forced to brake urgently: "???"

She raised her head in confusion and saw that Ji Shaoyi teleported behind Lang Qiao at some point.

He looked at Gu Congxin's hands that were frozen in the air, then at Lang Qiao, who was confused with her cat, raised her eyebrows in disgust and said, "What are you doing? Put down your savage hand that you are ready to move!"

Gu Congxin: "???" Damn it? I haven't even disliked you touching my head. How dare you despise me and hug your wife?

Thank you, I was so angry!

Today, Ji Shaoyi’s wife, Gu, was really sure!

In the next few minutes, Lang Qiao watched helplessly as Gu Congxin and Ji Shaoyi staged a peak showdown between Iron Head Kung Fu and Iron Sand Palm.

While Gu Congxin was working hard to climb forward, he flew his arms toward Lang Qiao. While blushing, he did not forget to negotiate with Ji Shaoyi: "Please take your soy pork trotter away from me first!"

"No, you let it go first." Ji Shaoyi was not only calm and composed, but also could free up a hand to tease the cat.

Gu Congxin was so angry that he gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and he used his trump card: "I went out today and didn't wash my hair!"

Ji Shaoyi: "..."

The smile on his face froze, and silently let go of his soybean-flavored pig's trotters and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

What can he do? He can't say that his wife didn't take a shower today.

As soon as he left, Gu Congxin rushed up as if hungry, pressed Lang Qiao's head and rubbed it, while rubbing it, he acted coquettishly: "Yeah, Lang Jun, during your absence, I really miss you~"

I wish I could make up for the spoiledness she hadn't acted in this period of time.

And Lang Qiao: "..."Who am I? Where am I? Is this the feeling of being forced to bury my breasts by a beautiful sister?
Chapter completed!