Chapter 1894: The skirt is worn in reverse

"Mr. Jiang, these are your three sets of dresses tomorrow. Are you still satisfied?"

It was late at night, and in the inconspicuous courtyard where Jiang Polang was in Jiang Polang, Zhou Qiniang, wearing a black dress, placed three sets of custom-made dresses from Paris one by one in front of Jiang Polang: "This is the master Zhou asked the master to customize according to your figure, first-class handicrafts. Do you think it is appropriate?"

As she whispered, the two servants gently withdrew with her hand. Jiang Polang swept over three dresses that were not very suitable for her appetite but could not refuse, and a faint joking curled up at the corner of her mouth: "It seems that I am really a son-in-law, and even the wedding dress must be worn according to Zhou's rules!"

"Only those who endure hardships can become the best."

Zhou Qiniang was obviously quite familiar with Jiang Polang, and she was not disgusted with his rebellious words. She just said softly: "Young Master Jiang should relax his mind. Although these dresses are a little conservative, you can make Mr. Zhou happy when you wear them. If he is happy, your life will be smooth."

She slowly pulled Jiang Polang up from the sofa and gently took off his coat with her fingers: "Mr. Jiang, who has never done anything in the past when he follows other people's rules? But as long as he has an ambitious heart, sooner or later, others will do things according to your rules, and forbearance is just a precipitation."

"Your words are always so beautiful."

Jiang Polang let Zhou Qiniang take off her clothes and trousers, and felt the intentional or unintentional friction on her fingertips. She drank the red wine in the glass in one sip, and then threw it on the table and spoke: "Just like yours, you are always so cute. Looking at the entire Zhou family, it is more pleasing to me!"

He sniffed Zhou Qiniang's fragrance: "Old Zhou is arrogant, Zhou Qiqi's natural arrogance, and the third lady's indifference. Even the Wu Butler who had not been killed dared to swear at me. If it weren't for Qiniang's gentleness, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to kill them."

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang for your praise!"

Zhou Qiniang looked at the body of the man who was emitting heat, and a trace of intoxication flashed through her eyes. Her fingers gently rubbed against her muscles. Her voice came out softly: "Zhou has been precipitated for thousands of years, so she naturally has the qualifications of being arrogant. Butler Wu also worked hard and made great contributions. If you rely on it, you will inevitably have a little temper."

She reached out and pulled Jiang Polang's underwear off: "But when Mr. Jiang and Miss Third get married tomorrow, Butler Wu will definitely not dare to be rude to you anymore. Zhou has always been strict in class. Even if you are really a son-in-law, he is still a master who cannot be offended."

The night was already a little deeper, and the night breeze outside the window blew gently from afar, blowing on people through the thin window screen, feeling a hint of coolness. However, the indoor heating slightly rushes, making people feel a warm feeling, and it is full of ambiguousness in combination with the fragrance of men and women.

As middle-aged Zhou Qiniang became more and more moist. Her two straight breasts almost spread the black clothes. Her skirt only covered half of her thighs, and black stockings were placed on her slender and round legs, making Jiang Polang's eyes unable to help but always circumvent around her legs.

Jiang Polang felt an unexpected change happening somewhere in his body. He couldn't help but feel excited. Jiang Polang felt a strong heat flow rising from his dantian, burning his blood all over his body, and breathing rapidly, holding Zhou Qiniang in his arms.

"Mr. Jiang, don't-"

When Zhou Qiniang saw Jiang Polang hugging her, she symbolically shouted that you were going to get married. At this time, Zhou Qiniang's hair swept down and fell on Jiang Polang's arm. Jiang Polang smelled the perfume and the light shampoo on her body, which smelled very nice and exciting.

Jiang Polang bit Zhou Qiniang's ear and kissed wildly: "Yes, I'm going to get married tomorrow. I'm sorry to Miss Three if I fool you after getting married, but aren't you still not married tonight? So I can still be presumptuous. If I don't be presumptuous tonight, I will have no chance in the future."

Through her wide clothes, the two plump and round peaks on Zhou Qiniang's chest were almost exposed to Jiang Polang's eyes, wrapped in red lace. Although only half of the peaks were visible, the bra was already revealed, stimulating Jiang Polang's desire to rise in his eyes.

Jiang Polang's eyes moved down, and then he found that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He was hugged by him like this. Zhou Qiniang's skirt was also lifted up, and the stockings on his thighs reached the end. It was completely exposed on it, and her skin was very white, tender and moist.

This is obviously a seduction that comes with preparation!

Amid Zhou Qiniang's humming, Jiang Polang couldn't help but peel off Zhou Qiniang's skirt and the black thong was tightly pressed against his pretty buttocks. The black silk cloth could not cover Zhou Qiniang's seductive scenery. Jiang Polang threw Zhou Qiniang on the bed and pulled off his last armed forces.

Jiang Polang's breathing became heavy, and he rubbed Zhou Qiniang's buttocks for a few seconds, and then he pressed heavily on Zhou Qiniang's exposed back. Zhou Qiniang's face became red involuntarily, his breathing was rapid, and he exclaimed in a low voice when he retreated to advance:

"Mr. Jiang, you can't do this. I'm your aunt."

In terms of seniority, Zhou Qiniang is indeed the aunt of the third lady.

This sentence made Jiang Polang even more excited. The long-lost pleasure added freshness to the familiarity. He stepped forward and ravaged her breasts with both hands. Zhou Qiniang immediately fell into boundless pleasure. Her delicate little face turned red by enduring the pleasure in her throat.

Zhou Qiniang's white teeth bit her lower lip and closed her tightly. The instinctive pleasure of her body made her subconsciously swing backwards to better welcome the firm impact of Jiang Polang's lower body. Jiang Polang hit the key point every time he hit, burning Zhou Qiniang's heart to the point, and the spring brings her heart-wrenching numbness.

Jiang Polang grabbed Zhou Qiniang's plump breasts from behind, and his fingers fell into the elastic flesh and ravaged them with a bit of abuse. Zhou Qiniang felt that her whole body was almost melting, but an inappropriate text message poured in. Zhou Qiniang stretched her fingers out of nowhere and wanted to view the content.

This reaction was purely due to her position. She was responsible for dealing with and communicating with Jiang. She was so busy these two days that she had been busy. So at this time, she saw a text message pouring in and subconsciously believed that the Zhou family members were afraid that they would ask for instructions on themselves if they had something to do, so she leaned forward slightly and got her cell phone.

"Qianniang, do you still want to take selfies?"

Jiang Polang flipped Zhou Qiniang over, then raised two long legs wrapped in stockings. When he was about to drive straight into the show, Zhou Qiniang, who opened the text message, suddenly shook. The next second, he suddenly retracted his legs from Jiang Polang, turned over and shouted softly:

"Zhou Qiqi is here!"

Jiang Polang's hands were stagnant in the air. At first, he wondered what Zhou Qiniang was doing. When he heard Zhou Qiqi coming, he instantly shuddered, his face turned pale, and he suddenly turned around and picked up the dress and put it on randomly. His actions were too rapid and even forgot to wear underwear.

Zhou Qiniang also put on a black skirt and rushed out of the door, tidying up her clothes as quickly as possible and closing the door. At the same time, she tried to calm down and stood at the door. All the pleasure in her body was scared away by the text messages. Almost as soon as she stood up, the gate of the yard was suddenly pushed open.

Three Jiang guards fell in a mess, and then stood obediently beside him, obviously suffering, and then he saw several people involuntarily in. Zhou Qiqi took the lead and rushed straight to the door of Jiang Polang's bedroom. Seeing Zhou Qiniang standing by her hands with her lowered hands, she was surprised.

She talked and said, "Qianniang, why are you here?"

This seemed to be asking her why she came to Jiang Polang courtyard in the middle of the night, and it seemed to be asking her why she was standing at the door. Zhou Qiniang touched the corners of her mouth twice and took the topic respectfully: "Old Zhou asked the master to customize three sets of dragon and phoenix dresses, and I'll send them to him to see if they fit in with her."

"If it's not suitable for clothing, then let the master modify it temporarily."

Then, Zhou Qiniang didn't wait for Zhou Qiqi to speak, and added a sentence in the eyes of Butler Wu who was leaning on a crutch: "Miss Qi is here to find Mr. Jiang? He is trying on his clothes inside. He has been trying for almost ten minutes. It should be fine. Miss Qi, do you want me to knock on the door for you?"

"No, let him try."

Zhou Qiqi looked at Zhou Qiniang with extremely rosy cheeks, trying to find out something but finding nothing. Jiang Polang tried on tomorrow's dress inside, and Zhou Qiniang was waiting outside, everything seemed impeccable, but Zhou Qiqi still captured a detail and smiled coldly:

"Qian Niang came out in a hurry, and she even wore her skirt in the opposite direction!"

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