Wang Xue put her legs together, stretched them straight, and bent her waist tightly. The tilt of her upper body gave people a heavy sense of oppression.
The tea in the glass pot is slowly poured into the glass, and the tea is like a thread, continuous.
This movement, this posture, is something that most women simply cannot do.
She poured it into a small glass for three minutes, and Ye Qing admired it for three minutes...
This girl is wearing a black camisole without a bra...
Wang Xue placed the glass pot on the coffee table, then stood aside with her hands down: "Uncle, what else do you need me to do?"
Ye Qing's heart was filled with excitement. The uncle's screams were so heart-wrenching that he almost lost control.
One moment this girl is a heroic heroine holding two swords, and the other moment she pretends to be pitiful and cute.
.The most frightening thing is that Loli’s young lady has a figure, a face that should be dignified and beautiful, and a seductive smile.
This is the world, this is society.
Now that you have entered society, you must either stick to your true feelings and not be promiscuous with beautiful women and cannot sleep under force, or you can just go with the flow...
Ye Qing looked at Wang Xue's enchanting figure and fell into deep thought, whether to stick to his heart or go with the flow.
Seeing him staring straight at her, Wang Xue felt a sense of sadness, anger and helplessness in her heart. This young master of the Ye family really couldn't be judged by common sense.
But suddenly, I found that his eyes were out of focus and he was wandering...
I wish I could kick him behind the sofa. I am standing in front of you, a beautiful woman with a fragrant beauty, and you are actually distracted.
Wang Xue bit her red lips lightly, her pretty face bloomed with a smile as beautiful as a spring flower, and she straightened her beautiful back, making the gifts of a pair of men on her chest more abundant and abrupt. Turning slightly sideways, the most perfect curve of the body was presented to Ye Qing's eyes.
"uncle.............."
This sound was even more charming. Even Ye Qing, who was in a state of confusion, took a breath and said with a bitter smile: "No wonder Confucius compared women to villains. The ancients did not deceive me."
Wang Xue gritted her teeth with hatred. She was bullying her for not having read books and not being able to understand your curses.
Only women and villains are difficult to raise. If you are close, you will feel inferior, and if you are far, you will resent them.
She thought about it carefully and realized that what he said was indeed right.
When he asked himself to repay the favor with his own body just now, he wanted to kill him.
When I stood in front of him in the most beautiful posture and found that he was distracted, I wanted to kick him to death.
But, what the hell are you.
"Uncle, do you know that when we first met, you almost made me wet my pants!"
Wang Xue had a look of resentment on her face, remembering that in that remote alley, even though she saved her life, this kid pretended to be a ghost and killed people. She was so scared that she squatted on the ground and cried miserably, and her fists were itchy with hatred... ...
Ye Qing looked at her plump and perky butt thoughtfully.
If the fabric of the jeans hadn't been strong enough, I'm afraid these two lumps of flesh would have burst out of the pants.
Wang Xue stamped her feet angrily: "Uncle, look over there!"
Ye Qing said seriously: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just checking to see if you're lying.
It seems that Zhang Wuji's mother is right, the more beautiful a girl is, the better she is at deceiving others.
You touch it yourself, and you obviously didn't wet your pants, but you look aggrieved and complain that your uncle scared you into pissing your pants. "
Wang Xue gritted her teeth angrily and reminded him tactfully: "Uncle, if you talk like this, you will be beaten to death."
Ye Qing slowly raised Form 92: "I carry two guns with me, so you'd better be honest in front of me."
Wang Xue had seen with her own eyes his obscene appearance of shooting and killing people.
When he aims his gun at you, it is not necessarily him who shoots, but the person hiding in his shadow.
When he pointed the knife at you, he fired a gun...
Anyway, you don’t know what he used to kill you.
However, she looked at Ye Qing's clothes, which were just a set of casual clothes. That's it. How can you hide two guns on your body?
"Do not believe!"
Ye Qing put the 92 Style in his hand on the coffee table and said nonchalantly: "I usually carry two guns, one to shoot a man, and one to send him to the west. The other to shoot a woman, it's a sin.
Wang Xue stared with a pair of bright almond eyes, "You are bullying me so I don't go online. I don't understand what you mean, do you?"
Did I make you look like an aunt?
Now she really wanted to take out the bloody sanitary napkin and smear it on his face.
But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it. One reason is that we don’t have it now and we can’t afford it no matter what.
Another reason is that this kid is insidious and God knows what the consequences will be if he angers him.
"Ugh..." The more she thought about it, the more disgusted she became, and she couldn't help retching.
Ye Qing looked at her in horror: "This is morning sickness, Xin Hao is not me..."
Wang Xue was filled with grief and anger: "Uncle, if you talk like that again, I won't be alive today."
She looked at the coffee table two meters away, and suddenly she made a split move, with one foot on the spot and the other on the coffee table.
Ye Qing took a breath. Together they have two meters long legs, which can last for a year.
Before it was over, Wang Xue glanced at him arrogantly, twisted her waist, spun her body and stood up, and then performed a set of Wing Chun in an orderly manner.
The short fighting technique is fierce and powerful, and the punches are silent, but they are enough to break mountains and crack rocks.
As her movements quickened, the breasts began to rise and fall, and the waves seemed to be endless, one after another.
Ye Qing was dumbfounded when he saw it.
What kind of clothes can best reflect a girl's figure? The answer is a camisole and tight jeans.
The camisole made Wang Xue's chest billow, the tight jeans highlighted her waist and hips, and her two long legs were slender and straight, showing off her perfect curves.
With a flying kick, he placed his foot three inches in front of Ye Qing across the coffee table, and sneered: "Uncle, do you think I can kick you away?"
Ye Qing swallowed his saliva and motioned her to look at the Ninety-Two Style in his hand: "Do you think I can beat you to death?"
Wang Xue quickly retracted her legs, "Damn it, how can a person be so insignificant!"
Her face turned red with embarrassment and she said angrily: "As a man, if you use a gun, you are not considered a good man."
Ye Qing gave her a look of disdain: "Since you are a heroine, you need to take off your clothes to be a hero."
Wang Xue was ashamed and annoyed. She gritted her teeth and said, "Uncle, can we speak human language?"
"able!"
"Say something!"
"Please, get as far away as you can!"
"Uncle, you..." Wang Xuezhu's eyes filled with tears. This feeling of being ignored made her extremely ashamed and angry.
Ye Qing glanced at her and said seriously: "I didn't humiliate you, I really told you to get out."
"Give me a reason!"
"It's harder to paint a person's skin than to paint their bones. You know the person but don't know the heart. People should be extra careful in the world."
Ye Qing looked at her sadly: "Besides, you are of no use at all."
