Qin Qingdi has a very good taste and chooses a style that is flattering but not vulgar, pure and sexy. The straps on both sides of the pants are very thin and are strung with small white pearls.
The style is really nice...but the fabric is a bit missing.
Although Ruan Qi has never experienced anyone, the Internet is so developed now that she knows everything that needs to be known. Looking at these shorts, she was stunned for a moment, and then her blood was boiling and rushed straight to the top of her head. New
Baby Damai, who didn't understand anything, didn't notice anything strange about his father. He picked up his underpants with his robot hand and said curiously: "This piece of fat is so strange. It uses so little material. Isn't it comfortable to wear it?"
...This is really a good question that goes deep into the soul.
Ruan Qi's face was so red that she almost bled.
She hurriedly rushed over, snatched the panties from the hand of Damai Baby's robot, and stuffed them into the big box very roughly.
The innocent Damai looked confused, and two rows of question marks popped up on the screen.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
"No, it's okay..." The little girl's pretty face turned red. She hurriedly covered the box, then stood up and pushed Baby Damai out, "Daimai, I, I, I have to train, you go out first!"
After saying that, there was a bang, and the door of the dance studio was slammed shut.
The barley baby who was pushed out for no apparent reason: “??????”
…
The dance studio became quiet again.
The music disappeared, and so did Baby Damai's voice. In the quiet and empty room, only the sound of the violent heartbeat remained.
Ruan Qi covered her chest and stared at the big box for a long time as if facing an enemy.
Then, she took a deep breath, with a red face, and tremblingly reached into the box again.
One small box after another was opened.
USB flash drives, pants and underwear of various colors and styles, plush cat ears and tails, small bells tied around the neck... As more and more boxes were opened, Ruan Qi's face became redder and redder.
.
Until finally, she opened the only remaining box and took it out——
A small pink soft whip.
"……………………"
Countless ellipses, like a little girl's shaky moral integrity, can be broken into pieces and can circle the earth three times.
Her hand holding the small soft whip was shaking, shaking, and shaking. There was also a girl who only turned twenty in three days. She was shaking her hands like a Parkinson's disease.
At this moment, the little girl's heart was broken.
She felt that the hand holding the whip was not hers, the arm was not hers, and even her brain was a little numb, not quite like her own.
...Why did Sister Xiaodi send her these things?
Forget about small pants and underwear, what the hell is this little pink soft whip?
Ruan Xiaoqi's outlook on life, which had been simple for twenty years, was severely impacted.
Just then, the cell phone on the floor rang.
Ruan Qi was so frightened that the small soft whip in his hand fell to the ground with a 'snap'.
She patted her chest in shock and hurriedly picked up her phone to take a look.
Qin Qingdi’s WeChat.
[Sister Xiao Di: Baby Ruanruan, have you received the express delivery? Hey hey hey, this is my twentieth birthday gift to you, do you like it? [Sneaky smile.jpg]]
"..." Ruan Qi was silent for a moment, pointed the camera of her phone at the soft whip on the floor, took a picture, and sent it to Qin Qingdi.
[It’s Xiao Qi: The little whip is also a birthday gift???]
As soon as the message was sent, Qin Qingdi replied [cheeky laugh.jpg].
[Sister Xiaodi: Soft treasure, life should be colorful. I asked someone to customize this little soft whip. You and Brother Jiu can use each other. Hehehe, I wish you a wonderful and exciting life after the age of twenty. 】
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