"This house is not bad." Zhang Yang buried his body on the soft sofa and glanced around the living room of the apartment in front of him with slightly tired eyes.
Opposite the purple-brown solid wood floor, pink walls, and light blue fabric sofa is a wall-mounted 42-inch LED TV. Behind the TV are three frameless paintings of brightly colored seascapes.
A huge beige carpet is spread under the brown coffee table, which is full of plush and warm colors. Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass balcony, facing the blue sea, the window with a crack occasionally lets in a cool sea breeze.
There is no luxurious decoration, but every piece of furniture and trinkets in the house are full of creativity, and the overall look is filled with a princess blue seascape style.
Zhang Yang stood up and walked aimlessly to the bookshelf next to the balcony. He glanced at it and found that they were all boring engineering texts, not even a romance novel.
"This Qiao Xier is quite good at enjoying things, but life is a bit boring."
At noon, after he and Qiao Xier had some casual meals, she drove her A6 directly to the Shanghai Jinghuating Community on the edge of Mei Ning University. It turned out that she also lived off campus, but the place where she lived was definitely the most beautiful in Mei Ning City.
Luxurious community.
Seaview Huating is adjacent to Mei University and close to the sea. It is surrounded by aaaa scenic spots and the air is so fresh that it is intoxicating. The price of the houses here has risen to 10,000 yuan per square meter. Of course, the 10,000 yuan refers to US dollars, and it is also a
Housing is hard to find.
Qiao Xier's apartment is just sixty square meters. In other words, she lives in a house worth more than three million yuan and drives a car worth more than three million yuan.
Beauty Qiao doesn't look simple. She is so young and is a graduate student at school. Naturally, she cannot have that much money. In this age of fighting for fathers, it goes without saying that she must have a great father.
Beside the living room, the closed bedroom door opened, and a slight sound suddenly attracted Zhang Yang in his reverie.
Beauty Qiao has changed her clothes.
With the sound of high-heeled shoes clicking on the floor, Beauty Qiao appeared in front of Zhang Yang, having changed her clothes.
"Wow!" Zhang Yang only felt that the room suddenly lit up, and his sleepy eyes that were originally a little sleepy suddenly opened wide. It can be said that using the word dazzling to describe it is not an exaggeration at all.
She was wearing a tight purple lace T-shirt with a round mouth and an embroidered beige vest on her upper body. The neckline of the T-shirt was obviously specially designed, with a somewhat constricting effect. The peaks that should have been at the upper-middle level were now crowded.
It was plump and plump, and it seemed like it might burst at any time.
The changes in her upper body are enough to catch the eye, while the changes in her lower body can be described as earth-shaking. The last time Zhang Yang saw her wearing a skirt, he was in awe of her shapely and slender legs. Today, she is wearing
It is a light beige, hollow crochet pleated lace miniskirt, which seems to be not see-through. It is short enough to just cover the round buttocks. The color of the skirt is close to flesh color, but it can still be clearly seen.
There is an extremely obvious difference between the white thighs and the color of the skirt.
There was an obvious step difference, and the puffy part under the skirt swayed slightly with the movement of the steps, as if it would be lifted up by the breeze at any time, exposing the crazy part between the legs.
Qiao Xier's legs are very long, and Zhang Yang knows that, but they are usually covered tightly by her, so it's not so obvious, but today after wearing this miniskirt that's a little over 30 centimeters, her slender legs are...
The beautiful legs are even more obvious. From the visual inspection of the part where her legs are separated to the soles of her feet, they are at least one meter in height. These beautiful legs should be comparable to Yang Fei, or in other words, longer.
"What are you looking at?" Qiao Xier's cheeks were red, and she put one hand on the hem of her skirt to prevent it from being exposed. After seeing Zhang Yang's greedy eyes, she couldn't help but show a small look of pride on her face, and she felt a little bit in her heart. He relaxed a little, puffed out his chest, and said, "How about it, my sister's figure is enough to kill your Lulu in an instant, right?"
Zhang Yang was stunned. Obviously, if he gave her a negative answer at this moment, he would definitely not get good results, but he was reluctant to belittle his girlfriend, and in good conscience, if Xu Danlu wore clothes, even if they were not deliberately matched, It can also give people a feeling of extreme coquettishness. When people look at it, they will immediately think of bed, which is a kind of fairy-like existence.
And Miss Qiao's current dress is a kind of temptation, the temptation of a long-legged beauty, tempting but not coquettish.
"Each one has his or her own merits." Zhang Yang thought for a while and answered. The sunlight came in through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows and passed through her skirt. From Zhang Yang's angle, she could see clearly that the hem of the skirt was far from the top of the mysterious triangle. The distance is less than ten centimeters at most. As soon as you walk or flick your skirt, you can see the scenery inside.
If this skirt were worn by someone with normal legs, there would be no problem, but if it were worn by a long-legged beauty like Qiao Xier, it would indeed seem too short.
"Hmph, I'm obviously partial to your Lulu." After seeing that she had worked so hard and sacrificed her appearance to get a comment that was only a matter of merit, Qiao became angry and went straight to Zhang Yang with a fist in her hand.
As soon as she ran, her skirt was lifted up. What made Zhang Yang bleed was that she was actually wearing a pair of white lace panties, which were a little see-through. Well, black and white are the easiest colors to contrast. , so as soon as Zhang Yang saw the faint black under the skirt, his nosebleed immediately flowed out.
"Ah!" Qiao Xier immediately noticed something was wrong, screamed and covered her skirt, ran back to the bedroom and slammed the door, "No, you big pervert, I want to change it."
"No!" Zhang Yang hurriedly followed him regardless of his nosebleed, knocked on the door and said, "Isn't this good?"
"You're very good, sister." Beauty Qiao's voice was obviously a little urgent, "You've completely ignored me, and I won't be able to get married in this life."
"Cough...cough!" Zhang Yang almost choked to death, but what about it?
"I said!" Zhang Yang thought for a while, knocked on the door and said, "Don't you have any safety pants?"
"Safety pants?" Qiao Xier in the room was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what she was doing. She pinched her pretty face and complained to herself, "Idiot, why did you forget to wear safety pants?"
"Huh, Zhang Yang, I'm not done with you anymore." Qiao Xier went straight to the closet angrily, took out the safety pants that matched this skirt, and put it on. Before putting it on, she couldn't help but lower her head and look at the key parts. , it’s okay if you don’t look at it, but you will be stunned when you look at it. Why are the black things so obvious?
Oh my god, I can’t live anymore! Qiao Xier reached out to cover her cheeks, threw her body like a sandbag onto the soft bed, buried her head in the quilt like an ostrich, then stretched out her long, snow-white legs and kicked around: "Damn it Zhang Yang, you are dead."
After half a day, she noticed that there was no movement outside the door. Qiao Xier couldn't help but feel strange. She grabbed the hem of her skirt and opened the door again with a dark face. Then she found that damn Zhang Yang had fallen asleep on the sofa.
"This beast!" She was still angry and wanted to step on Zhang Yang with her boots. Halfway through, she stopped like a reflex. This guy was really asleep, but it looked like he was sleeping soundly.
It looked like he was too tired to be like this, and it became a bit unbearable.
She thought for a while, took her feet back, then sighed, returned to the door, found a blanket, and covered Zhang Yang: "You bastard, I'll settle this debt with you later!"
After Zhang Yang woke up again, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. The autumn day was short. Now he could see the setting sun setting in the west. The sun was not so hot. It shone through the glass window, mixed with the cool sea breeze, which was very pleasant.
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"Damn it, if I have money in the future, I will buy a house like this."
"Are you awake?" Qiao Xier turned her face and was watching TV next to where he was lying. When she saw Zhang Yang stretching, she asked lightly.
Looking at her appearance, Zhang Yang felt that he should have escaped the danger. He nodded hurriedly and asked with an embarrassed look: "I actually fell asleep?"
"Nonsense! You sleep like a pig and can't wake up no matter how you bark." Qiao Xier curled her lips, threw away the TV remote control, glared at Zhang Yang, and said, "You only have two days, and now you've fallen asleep."
Three hours, let me see how you complete the task."
"Ah, yes, I almost forgot about this." Zhang Yang slapped his head and stood up. After seeing that Qiao Xier was still wearing a miniskirt, he breathed a sigh of relief, dragged her hand and walked towards the door.
, "Walk around, earn points...find inspiration."
Seeing Zhang Yang holding her delicate wrist tightly, Qiao Xier was stunned for a moment and almost cried: You have taken advantage of this animal, and now you even hold his hand. I think I am your maid.
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