Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Qin qianfei got up quickly, turned around and ran away.
"Stop." A cold command.
Qin Qian, who had been poisoned by the rank for a long time, made a standard backward turn under the man's sound of "turning back". When she reacted, she wanted to cry.
Seeing Feng Jue sitting on the sofa with a handsome face that can swallow people, Qin Qian's legs softened, "Feng... Uncle Feng, when did you come back? Why don't you tell me? I can celebrate and wash the dust for you."
"Isn't it already celebrating? Strip dancing, isn't it?" The voice of knighthood was very cold.
Qin Qian quickly shook his head: "misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"
"You guys go out" Feng Jue turned blue and several friends left wisely. When he left, he didn't forget to look at Qin Qian with schadenfreude.
Qin Qian wants to go out with them.
"Where are you going?" Knighthood frowned unhappily: "dance your strip dance!"
Qin Qian was about to cry: "Uncle Feng, I won't."
"Then take it off!" The tone of knighthood is cold.
How long does he dare to mess around outside without going home?
Lace, suspenders, low cut clothes, also fucking transparent, what's the matter with the two seams on the legs? It's all exposed to the bottom of her thigh. What's the difference between her and not wearing it!
The more the Baron looked, the more angry he became. He even crushed her heart!
"Don't let me say it again for the third time. Take off the garbage on you!" Feng Jue gritted his teeth.
Living with the domineering Lord Feng all year round, Qin Qian has long formed the habit of obeying him. Where dare he challenge uncle Feng's majesty? I was very unconvinced, but I had to bite my lower lip and take off my skirt obediently. The snow-white fragrant shoulder became more and more white and moving without cover.
"Uncle Feng, can you not take it off?" Qin Qian asked weakly and continued to take off when he saw that the title was silent.
When Xiao Qin Qian faded his skirt to his chest, a pair of lovely steamed stuffed buns were exposed. They were round and straight. Their white porcelain skin could be broken by blowing. People wanted to reach out and pinch them hard. Their thin waist and upturned ass were particularly enchanting under the cover of black yarn
When did this little thing become so hot!
It was just that his face became black at a glance. He had never hated Qin Qian wearing a skirt like now, and it was still this kind of black provocative lace skirt!
With a wave of his big hand, he pulled Xiao Qin Qian to himself. With a tear, fengjue tore her eye-catching skirt, neatly pulled his windbreaker over the little guy, covering her beautiful scenery.
Qin Qian fell into his arms, and the tip of his small nose hit his chest. An attractive ambergris fragrance came out of the man.
Knowing that the knighthood was still angry, Qin Qian's soft boneless little hand grabbed the man's black shirt and lay on the knighthood's chest like a little milk cat, raised his head, his big grape eyes twinkled with charming brilliance, and Wei looked at him wrongly.
"Uncle Feng, don't be angry, will you?"
Fengjue squeezed her jaw hard and said coldly, "I said you could come to such a place?"
"Stop." A cold command.
Qin Qian, who had been poisoned by the rank for a long time, made a standard backward turn under the man's sound of "turning back". When she reacted, she wanted to cry.
Seeing Feng Jue sitting on the sofa with a handsome face that can swallow people, Qin Qian's legs softened, "Feng... Uncle Feng, when did you come back? Why don't you tell me? I can celebrate and wash the dust for you."
"Isn't it already celebrating? Strip dancing, isn't it?" The voice of knighthood was very cold.
Qin Qian quickly shook his head: "misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"
"You guys go out" Feng Jue turned blue and several friends left wisely. When he left, he didn't forget to look at Qin Qian with schadenfreude.
Qin Qian wants to go out with them.
"Where are you going?" Knighthood frowned unhappily: "dance your strip dance!"
Qin Qian was about to cry: "Uncle Feng, I won't."
"Then take it off!" The tone of knighthood is cold.
How long does he dare to mess around outside without going home?
Lace, suspenders, low cut clothes, also fucking transparent, what's the matter with the two seams on the legs? It's all exposed to the bottom of her thigh. What's the difference between her and not wearing it!
The more the Baron looked, the more angry he became. He even crushed her heart!
"Don't let me say it again for the third time. Take off the garbage on you!" Feng Jue gritted his teeth.
Living with the domineering Lord Feng all year round, Qin Qian has long formed the habit of obeying him. Where dare he challenge uncle Feng's majesty? I was very unconvinced, but I had to bite my lower lip and take off my skirt obediently. The snow-white fragrant shoulder became more and more white and moving without cover.
"Uncle Feng, can you not take it off?" Qin Qian asked weakly and continued to take off when he saw that the title was silent.
When Xiao Qin Qian faded his skirt to his chest, a pair of lovely steamed stuffed buns were exposed. They were round and straight. Their white porcelain skin could be broken by blowing. People wanted to reach out and pinch them hard. Their thin waist and upturned ass were particularly enchanting under the cover of black yarn
When did this little thing become so hot!
It was just that his face became black at a glance. He had never hated Qin Qian wearing a skirt like now, and it was still this kind of black provocative lace skirt!
With a wave of his big hand, he pulled Xiao Qin Qian to himself. With a tear, fengjue tore her eye-catching skirt, neatly pulled his windbreaker over the little guy, covering her beautiful scenery.
Qin Qian fell into his arms, and the tip of his small nose hit his chest. An attractive ambergris fragrance came out of the man.
Knowing that the knighthood was still angry, Qin Qian's soft boneless little hand grabbed the man's black shirt and lay on the knighthood's chest like a little milk cat, raised his head, his big grape eyes twinkled with charming brilliance, and Wei looked at him wrongly.
"Uncle Feng, don't be angry, will you?"
Fengjue squeezed her jaw hard and said coldly, "I said you could come to such a place?"