Wang Qingcheng looked at Zhang Maomao lightly and said coldly: "Is it funny? You are the lustful Zhu Bajie, I am not Sha Seng!"

Zhang Maomao said angrily: "Uh, I don't think I am Zhu Bajie! I'm not that lustful. If you listen to another person, you actually say I'm talking. This will guarantee that you will laugh. If you don't laugh, I will jump from the second floor."

"A couple updated their marriage shortly after they were renewed. The husband was sent to a foreign country by the company to stay. It was over, and the husband only returned home a year later.

After a panic that night, the couple snored and fell asleep. A knock on the door suddenly sounded in the middle of the night.

The husband jumped up from his sleep and exclaimed: ‘No! Your husband is back!’[

The wife muttered: 'Impossible, he is in a foreign country.'"

"Rogue!" Wang Qingcheng was very angry after hearing this.

"Can you laugh?" Zhang Maomao smiled awkwardly.

Wang Qingcheng said: "Didn't you say I don't laugh at you for jumping off the building?"

Zhang Maomao said, "I know you are laughing secretly and you are laughing, so I don't have to jump off the building!"

Wang Qingcheng was so determined to make him happy that Zhang Maomao tried hard to suppress his anger. Why didn't he appreciate his figure more? Can he laugh at these jokes?

At this moment, Wang Qingcheng could only keep saying to himself, be calm and not impulsive. Although he is shirtless now, I can't think about it either. But why do you have a primitive impulse when you see Zhang Maomao?

Wang Qingcheng looked at Zhang Maomao for a long time before saying, "Go to die!"

"You have to eat first when you die. You can't be a starving ghost, hurry up, don't wear such clothes, I may not be able to eat!"

"Is this dress of you and me ugly?" Wang Qingcheng turned around and glared at Zhang Maomao and said.

"I don't mean that, I mean you can just do it! Such tights make me think randomly."

Wang Qingcheng was standing pretty and affectionately, but at this time he completely tore his face open and said with a smile: "Little brother, sister really has this idea. You are the bream in my plate of food. Do whatever you want? You are dead tonight!"

Zhang Maomao smiled and said, "Is that so? I'm looking forward to it!"

"Do you think I don't dare?" Wang Qingcheng opened his eyes wide and walked over and said.

Zhang Maomao looked at him and nodded seriously, pointed to Wang Qingcheng's room, and smiled and said softly, "You just dare not."

Wang Qingcheng twisted his body and walked over, and suddenly laughed with his head on his back. She slowly approached, and the fragrance on her body became stronger and stronger, covering up the fragrance of the food. The smell of a woman became heavier and heavier. Zhang Maomao subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he was worried about the meal.

Wang Qingcheng looked at Zhang Maomao's timid look with his eyes flashing, pressing him step by step. Perhaps women like to see Zhang Maomao's defeated look. She is really not afraid of Zhang Maomao doing what she does!

Wang Qingcheng looked so charming. Zhang Maomao thought Wang Qingcheng would be so shy that he was furious, but the other party's eyes turned, not only did not panic, but instead stride forward and pushed Zhang Maomao to the corner in anger.

"I want to take off my clothes, right? Is it good-looking?" Wang Qingcheng sneered with anger.[

Zhang Maomao's forehead was sweating and he smiled without being outdone, "I've seen this thing, don't scare me!"

"Have you seen me, have you ever seen your deskmate? Other people's belong to someone else's, your deskmate is your deskmate! I don't believe you are a monk!"

"You are just a monk. This must be a misunderstanding. I didn't mean it. I can guarantee that there will be no next time."

"Do you want to have a next time?" The sarcastic smile on Wang Qingcheng's face became even stronger.

Zhang Maomao said with a bitter face: "Don't tempt me like this, okay? Even if I am a monk, I am not a eunuch, can I stand it like this?"

"You can't stand it yet! Don't you say you've seen it?" Wang Qingcheng gritted his teeth and leaned forward, and the exposed white and tender flesh leaned against Zhang Maomao's chest, at a distance.

Zhang Maomao shut up after that.

Wang Qingcheng suddenly said, "Is mine good-looking?"

Zhang Maomao nodded and said, "It's so good, I like purple grapes!"

Wang Qingcheng said angrily: "You still know about purple grapes!"

"That's what's said on the books and TV!" Zhang Maomao cooperated and stared at the giant meat and said!
Chapter completed!