20 years of restarting life

Nan Qiuli was wearing a new set of spring-style thin pajamas. The pink material had a light and translucent effect.

It was early spring in Makino at this time, and the temperature at night was still a bit low, so the air conditioner was turned on in Nan Qiuli's living room. She didn't seem cold even though she was wearing such thin pajamas.

Zhao Changan placed her slender and straight legs tightly together on his thigh, and used a familiar and strong technique to rub her legs, combing her muscles to relieve fatigue and relieve the pain caused by cramps.

I have long been tutting in my heart, thinking that this woman is really good, her legs are long and thin and fleshy, and she feels particularly strong when touched. If she could have a seizure, -

Zhao Changan couldn't help but glance at other parts of Nan Qiuli's body. Her thin pajamas fit snugly against her body, clearly outlining the original contours of her body. The more she looked at it, the more she liked the urban thinness, whiteness and slenderness. She is an urban beauty, so she has a little conditioned reflex to show the respect that a normal man should show to such an exquisite woman, and affirms Nan Qiuli's seductiveness and beauty as a woman.

"I just found a pair of pajamas, thick,"

Nan Qiuli didn't know how to explain why she wore such thin pajamas. She had two sets of thicker pajamas, but they basically didn't wear them and kept them under the cabinet.

Because it was too cold some time ago, there was no heating in this community. It was still cold when the air conditioner was turned on, so I wore cotton pajamas. Later, when the weather warmed up, I just wore thin pajamas.

And she rarely wears thin pajamas because the air conditioner is on and she never cooks at home. All her clothes except underwear are washed in the laundry. When she comes back, she strips off and wraps herself in silk cotton to be watched.

"Wearing thick pajamas with a figure like yours, you're just burning harps and cooking cranes, wasting all natural resources."

Zhao Changan thought this in his heart and said it out of his mouth.

The seemingly casual words actually imply a clever test by a skilled hunter. Not to mention being a gentleman, Zhao Changan stayed at Nan Qiuli's place tonight with evil intentions in mind, hoping to see if he could conquer this territory in one fell swoop.

When it comes to beautiful women, Zhao Changan has always liked to imitate Cao Amo and Master Hong, and he also keeps in mind Han Huaian's famous saying, 'The more, the merrier'.

At this time, Nan Qiuli felt that her legs were less cramped, so the feeling in her legs returned. She immediately felt a little tight in her calves. She had never eaten pork. Nan Qiuli had watched a lot of it through TV movies, novels and DVDs. When a pig runs away, you can’t guess what’s going on.

It's just that I never thought that such a high-level storyline would happen to me tonight.

At this moment, Nan Qiuli was so embarrassed and angry that she wanted to cry. She had suffered a big loss tonight. She was still an innocent woman who had not kissed or hugged a man. The men were next to each other like this.

And I can't go outside to find someone to comment. I feel so depressed that I want to vomit blood.

To put it bluntly, sometimes when couples do homework on a regular basis, isn't it separated by a thin plastic film made of natural rubber in order to prevent death?

Now it is just separated by two layers of cloth, a thin colored cotton cloth and a thin natural linen cloth.

Although he still doesn't know his own background and depth, he already knows his strength.

In short, at this moment, Nan Qiuli felt that she was unclean. In her old days, she would either be his wife or commit suicide.

"Okay, Mr. Zhao, thank you."

Nan Qiuli was flustered and short of breath, and quickly thanked Zhao Changan and took her legs away from him, preventing him from continuing to take advantage of her openly and for noble reasons.

When she stood up, she felt her legs were shaking, and she didn't know if it was because of the cramp in her foot that hadn't healed yet.

She glanced at Zhao Changan calmly with a slight blush on her pretty face. As expected, she couldn't hide the shock on her face. She wanted to ask Zhao Changan, "Mr. Zhao, what is your zodiac sign? Are you a horse or a dragon?" You are a martial artist. Is it the kind of talent in the novel? '

He hurriedly went to pour tea for Zhao Changan.

With her back to Zhao Changan, Nan Qiuli bent down to pour tea. Her high-quality pajamas perfectly outlined her figure.

Zhao Changan thought for a long time but couldn't think of a most suitable adjective. If he really wanted to say one, it would be the water drop in the Three-Body Problem.

At the age of twenty-five or six, Nan Qiuli's body has reached the eugenic standard of being mature enough to give birth to the next generation. She is fair-skinned, beautiful, tall, both front and back, and has long legs. Zhao Changan really doesn't understand such a woman. She doesn't understand. It's been three or four years since I graduated from college, but I still don't have a boyfriend.

Although I had a protection period when I was in college, I have been living in a small place like Dengfeng for the past three or four years since I entered society. However, no matter how small a place is, it is still a county-level city, and it also has the world-famous Shaoshi Mountain. There are few people who are not ambitious and looking for flowers and willows. Money old man, rich second generation?

"Why don't you have a boyfriend? Is it because you don't have eye contact or something?" Zhao Changan took the tea cup Nan Qiuli handed him, and of course he touched his little hand according to his old habit, and asked curiously.

"I don't know, maybe I just don't like it."

"Then what do you like?"

Nan Qiuli raised her head, took a deep look at Zhao Changan, blushed and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, you don't want me to say that I like you, do you? You are not as old as me."

"Haven't you heard of a female college junior holding a gold brick?"

Zhao Changantian is shameless.

Facing the boss and little brother who was three years younger than her, Nan Qiuli didn't know how to criticize his shamelessness. She could only open her mouth and couldn't say a word.

"Isn't it inconvenient?"

Zhao Changan asked suddenly with a smile.

"What?"

Nan Qiuli's head was in a state of confusion at this time, and she opened her big Kazilan eyes in confusion, looking at Zhao Changan charmingly.

"I'll stay here for the night."

"It's convenient, Mr. Zhao. There's nothing inconvenient. It's just that I only have one bed in the bedroom and I never stay with outsiders. But it's okay. I sleep on the sofa at night. I often fall asleep on the sofa while watching TV dramas. With Doudou.”

Nan Qiuli said it generously, but the truth behind it was still a polite rejection.

It's a pity that she met Zhao Chang'an, who was lustful and lustful, and as thick-skinned as a city wall.

"That's not possible. How can I sleep on your bed? If you are a girl, wouldn't it damage your reputation if word spread about it? I sleep on the sofa and you sleep on the bed."

Nan Qiuli looked at Zhao Changan's upright face and said "I think about you" righteously, and was extremely shocked. Suddenly she felt it was very funny and couldn't help laughing. He stood up, trembling with laughter, and even took the initiative to stretch out two thin onion-white hands to grab Zhao Changan's thighs.

"Mr. Zhao,"

Nan Qiuli raised her head with a smile, revealing her beautiful little face with tears on it: "I know what you want to do, really, can you stop pretending like this?"

"Then I've revealed my true colors, little white rabbit?"

Zhao Changan smiled like a big bad wolf towards Nan Qiuli, and Nan Qiuli panicked, "Ah!" ' With a scream, he stood up from the sofa and ran into the bedroom, 'Bang! ' He closed the door with a 'click' and locked it behind him. He said loudly from inside: "Mr. Zhao, don't even think about it!"

"Wang Wang~"

Teddy, who was still lying on the sofa and looking at Zhao Changan curiously, saw the hostess entering the bedroom, and quickly jumped off the sofa and followed her. However, he was a step too late and was locked out of the door, screaming anxiously.

"Doudou, sleep with your father tonight!"

Nan Qiuli said loudly inside, and then giggled again.

Zhao Changan also smiled proudly. It was so interesting to play riddles with a smart and beautiful woman. This woman was basically ready and would become a lily in his garden sooner or later.