Chapter 70

The fierce eyes of the war chief swept down the girl's face.

Cotton wool was staring at his heart.

Cut, not just to drink some red wine baa, not to drink As for the feudal stereotype?

Before he refused, cotton and cotton bow small waist, thin white fingers holding knife and fork to cut a thin and tender and cattle

Lift your arms up to the man's lips.

Zhan Muqian's lips are light and thin.

Mian Mian suddenly felt that it was no wonder that he was such an image of abstinence and indifference in the rumors of the outside world

The man with thin lips is very lucky. His face looks half like a good man.

No wonder he didn't have a real girlfriend.

She was a little confused and didn't know what she was worried about, but she was still smiling. "Here, uncle, open your mouth."

Zhan Muqian gave face. His thin lips opened slowly and he swallowed them -

Jiang mianmianmian ate them for a while, then he pinched the beef with his fingers and fed it directly to his lips.

The color of Zhan's pupils is calm, but the bottom of his heart is a little dark.

The goblin grinds his finger against his lips like this. "Why not eat it?"

After waiting for more than ten seconds, when she thought she had failed in flirting, the old fox would not open his mouth.

In front of them, the two thin lips of light color suddenly opened. Without hesitation, they swallowed the thin and the cow, which were connected with With her soft index finger.

The girl's heart was quivering, and she smiled, trying to draw her hand.

He bit his fingertip. It hurt a little, but it wasn't tingling. He just bit it for a while, and then it was sucking

Mian Mian suspects that she has eaten too much, and her stomach burns hotly for some reason, as if something is eager to break through her body --

Mingming, she has not drunk yet

Zhan Muqian sucks the girl's index finger without expression until her fingers are numb and her whole body is soft.

He complained quietly, with a timid look on his eyes. "It hurts. You hurt me..."

At last he was willing to let go.

Mian Mian holds her finger under her lips and puffs. Her face is full of powder. She looks guilty for shame.

While blowing, he muttered, "why don't you talk about hygiene? I didn't wash my hands. You really ate it. Zhan uncle, if I touch something unclean..."

The girl complains casually, but is caught by the man's big hand on the waist.

She stared at him.

The whole body of the man is full of oppressive male breath, covering her whole body, and the cotton body becomes softer

"Tell Uncle, what dirty place did you touch, eh?"

Mian Mian didn't understand, until he slipped under himself with his eyes Brain suddenly woke up, cheeks "Teng" burning up.

She was so ashamed and angry that she shook her bare feet and kicked him hard. "Shut up, old rascal!"

……

Chief Zhan smiled at the bottom of his eyes and held her soft hand to his lips and kissed her twice. "I don't sleep in the middle of the night to fry steak for you. You dare to scold me, Jiang mianmianmianmian. You say yourself, are you a little white wolf with no conscience..."

……

In the roof monitoring room.

Zhan Qiyou stares at the computer screen.

The picture is fixed on the top of the kitchen -

his two uncles, who are not joking, are now circling the sweet and delicate Xiaolang goods in their arms, teasing them wantonly.

Zhan Qiyou's face looks like earth, and his eyes are poisoned.

The closed door behind us was suddenly pushed open -