Not good! Xia Ying actually walked towards the dining table. [ |]

In desperation, Liang Yong squeezed himself under the dining table. This was a very small dining table. At that time, in order to decorate this small two-bedroom apartment, Chen Mengyao invited a designer to plan it carefully and divide the small living room into two parts. One side was a leisure area, which was equipped with sofa, coffee table, TV and audio equipment. The smaller area next to it was close to the bathroom and kitchen as the restaurant, so the large dining table could naturally not be placed. It was a table that could be folded by one meter square. Liang Yong was quite big and he was really miserable to squeeze under the dining table.

Even if it is hidden under the dining table, it is still very dangerous. As long as Xia Ying lowers her head, she can find the beam below. Fortunately, Xia Ying's attention is obviously not under the dining table. She picked up the cucumbers from the dining table and went into the kitchen. After a while, she heard the sound of cutting vegetables. Xia Ying asked while cutting: "Cousin, how thick is this cucumber to cut into a facial mask?"

"Three millimeters are the best." Xia Qin said casually, and waved hard to the beam, and then walked towards the gate and opened the door for the beam.

Liang Yong quickly crawled out from the dining table, and his shirt was too fast to hang on a screw without paying attention. He heard a 'sweep' sound and tear a foot-length hole on his back. What's even more deadly was that Xia Ying also heard this sound and asked strangely: "What's the sound?" Looking back, the kitchen door was not closed, and she could see Liang Yong as long as she turned around.

Liang Yong ran to the sofa. She was already turning her head. It was too late to rush out of the door. When Liang Yong hurriedly hid behind the sofa, she followed Xia Ying's gaze swept over his head.

"It's nothing, I'll throw the garbage out." Xia Qin blushed and explained, throwing Liang Yong's shoes to the door, but she had no choice but to close the door again. Liang Yong's escape plan failed.

"Cousin, come and help me with the mask." Xia Ying came over with a full plate of cucumber slices, and it was enough to apply it all over her body.

"Uh...Yingying, you'd better go back to the room and lie on the bed and apply a mask! Lying on the sofa affects me watching TV." Xia Qin frowned and tried to help her go.

"I don't think it's so comfortable here. I'm listening to music while making a mask." Xia Ying said sloppyly. She lay on her back on the sofa with a very careless bath towel on her body, and she was too lazy to reveal her white and tender belly. She was wearing a silver ring on her navel.

The head rests on the side cushion of the sofa, and the plate containing the cucumber slices is placed on the small coffee table beside the head. Take one piece and stick it on your face, and then take another piece...

After a few strokes, Xia Ying covered her face and covered her eyes with the last two pieces. It was a bit difficult to touch other cucumber slices when she was blocked. Liang used it to look funny when she saw her fingers reaching the plate, she deliberately moved the plate away, so she couldn't touch it for a long time. She picked up a slice of cucumber and sent it into her mouth, eating with relish.

When I was eating the second slice, I found that Xia Ying couldn't touch the plate and was about to get up, so I quickly handed the leftover cucumber slices to her. Xia Ying groped and was a little strange: "Hey, why did this cucumber break..."

Xia Qin Bailiang glanced at him and told him not to play and leave quickly! He also stood up and said, "I'm going to sleep in the room."

Seeing that Liang Yong had no choice but to stand up from behind the sofa and accidentally swept his eyes on the sofa. He instantly stared into a round coppery scene, and there was such a beautiful scene. The little girl's body was wide open, her thighs and lower abdomen were exposed, but there was a small white cloth covering the important parts, which turned out to be the legendary T-line pants. This little girl is really trendy, even more open than her sister-in-law who has been married for many years.

Xiaoliang was so jealous that his heart beat faster and forgot to move.

"Cousin, don't go! I can't see my eyes against the cucumbers. Please help me make a body mask." Suddenly, Xia Ying raised her arm and grabbed her behind the sofa. She actually grabbed Liang and asked with the corner of her shirt.

"..." Liang Yong was stunned. I'm not your cousin. But since I'm trying to keep me, I'll take a few more glances. It's not my fault, she pulled me to see it. I thought so in my heart, and even spread my hands and made innocent statements at Xia Qin.

Xia Qin had no choice but to blame them, and she said in a slight voice: "It doesn't work to put cucumbers on your body, so let's forget it."

"No? I'm going to stick it, especially here." Xia Ying said rudely, pulling the bath towel with his other hand, pulling it off his body, and the clouds and mist dissipated and Wushan appeared.

Liang Yong only felt his scalp hair explode, and a hot current rushed straight into his head. Don’t take this! My little girl, it’s a sin to look at her thighs and lower abdomen. Now even the little steamed buns were shown...

Tsk, although this steamed bun is a size smaller, it is not bad either! It is bulging and stylish when lying flat, especially the two slightly darker cherries. There is a saying that "the small lotus has only revealed its sharp corners"; there is another saying that "the buds need to be bloomed sometimes."

I used to say that she was small in steamed buns, but in fact she was also small in beauty. This is another kind of jasper-like youthfulness in the family. It makes people easily think that this is a virgin land with a promising future...

"Ah!" Xia Qin exclaimed. This scene was completely beyond her imagination. The little girl was too bold, and Liang Yong was so shameless. She stared at her chest, and her saliva was so hard that she didn't know. Bad guy, not a good person...

"Hehe, mine is much smaller than you, or older than you?" Xia Ying was not embarrassed to laugh at all, and she was lying there with a little complacent feeling.

"Don't, cover your bath towel..." Xia Qin shouted anxiously, her pretty face turned red. She wanted to go over to help Xia Ying cover her chest, but found that Liang Yi was holding her waist, and a green black claw was climbing towards her chest.

"Cousin, don't leave, help me quickly, hehe..." Xia Ying was pulling the shirt used by Liang again.

"Let go." Xia Qin gently exclaimed and twisted her body to break free from Liang's claws. Then she found that this was wrong and quickly added: "Ah! If you don't let go, how can I help you with it?" She was quite wise and followed her words just now, killing two birds with one stone. She explained the rashness of the sentence just now, and she could take the opportunity to let Xia Ying let go of Liang's shirt.

Xia Ying didn't think much, so she let go of her hand holding the shirt and said, "Hurry up, cousin, your nightgown is not cotton, it's a bit hard, it's not good..."

"Yes, my little ancestor is not afraid of embarrassment." Xia Qin ran to the front of the sofa without grabbing the bath towel. In a panic, she picked up two slices of cucumbers and pasted them on the tip of Xia Ying's steamed bun.

Hahaha, that's OK.

Liang Yong felt his nostrils itch and liquid was flowing, so he quickly shrank his neck. Xia Qin stared at him fiercely and threatened with a small fist. This was not common in the gentle Xia Qin. It seemed that such a scene was far beyond her heart's limit.

"Let's go! Hurry up." Xia Qin warned Liang Yong in spoken words. He was so scared that he didn't dare to hesitate anymore. He looked at Xia Ying's small steamed bun that had been pasted with several slices of cucumbers in infinite attachment, and then quietly opened the door and sneaked out. Xia Qin was snorted behind her, and her tight body relaxed.
Chapter completed!