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Shui Miaomiao paused.

Does she have no verbal provocation? She just warned.

Never mind.

The hero does not eat the loss.

He kissed her, would she kiss back?

"Let go, I will take a shower." Shui Miaomiao twisted his hand and said.

Shen Mochen looked at her with her eyes drooping down, quite like a quiet shadow Shen Bi's well-behaved look, her eyes softened a bit, let go of her hands, and said, "The one with the scarlet door frame."

Shui Miaomiao took the clothes and went in, locked the bathroom door and opened the faucet.

She first washed her face with water, wiped her lips, and sighed.

People drifting in rivers and lakes have to suffer a knife, knowing that they can not beat, then only run.

In the future, it is enough to see this person running to the origin.

Shui Miaomiao undressed and took a bath under the tap.

Her clothes are all blood and can no longer be worn.

She picked up his shirt and felt a strange feeling in her heart, picked it up and smelled it.

There was a clear fragrance of detergent on his shirt, not bad.

Shui Miaomiao put on his shirt and twisted all the buttons.

The shirt was very long, covering her legs, much like a little skirt.

Shui Miaomiao picked up the Nei K he gave and saw the center position.

The inner k of a man is different from the inner k of a woman in terms of tailoring. The woman's inner is flat, while the man's is designed as a three-dimensional wrap in the lower front.

His three-dimensional package is very prominent, it is estimated to be large.

Shui Miaomiao recalled that night in the United States.

That man also possessed something exceptionally strong.

Two lumps of ruddy spread on her face.

It's also strange that she didn't remember the appearance of the man at all, only remembered that there was a birthmark of fire clouds on his abdomen, and...

Cough

That thing.

Shui Miaomiao thought of Shen Mochen that the pants were new, and she put on his trousers bitterly.

Only then did he go out.

Shen Mochen finished her bath in her room and came out before her.

He leaned against the bar, his hands around his chest, and the wine glass was gently shaken in his right hand.

He took off his suit and shirt, wearing a beige pullover and white leisure pants.

It is not as cold and strong as before, and adds the soft warmth of some home men.

Shui Miaomiao stood farther away from him.

Shen Mochen glanced at her, squinted her eyes, and praised, "Not bad."

Shui Miaomiao responded politely: "Thank you."

Shen Mochen raised the corner of his mouth, and a evil spirit flashed in his eyes, saying, "I mean my clothes."

Shui Miaomiao was speechless and looked at him beautifully. Following his words, he smiled and replied: "I said thank you for your clothes."

Shen Mochen raised her eyebrows and asked in a puzzled way: "Why do you want to say thank you for my clothes? Is there a relationship between you and his master?"

Shui Miaomiao found that this man was really clever, and every word he said was like a sleeve. She accidentally got stuck in it.

Shui Miaomiao couldn't tell him but ignored him, walked to the front of the bookshelf and looked at the gadgets inside.

One of them is a young girl holding her moon crystal tilting her head.

The girl's facial contour is clear and delicate, with a pointed chin, a full face, big eyes, a soft and elegant smile, and a closer look, you can still see the eyelashes glued on the girl's eyes.

Shen Mochen walked up to her and glanced at the crystal girl, looking down at Shui Miaomiao, her eyes soft and asked, "I like it? I will send you."

Shui Miaomiao found out that he was already behind her.

She was a little cramped and responded directly: "I don't like it."