Fragrant Spring -

Qiaoying returned home and immediately went into her room, found some clean clothes and changed them. She walked out and took a towel on the bamboo pole to wipe her wet hair.

At this time, Shaowang also came back with duckweed. He put down his burden and watched Qiaoying wiping her hair, looking like a fairy who had just taken a bath. Shaowang was stunned for a long time before he said stupidly:

"Let me wipe it for you, do you want it?"

Qiaoying looked at Shaowang and felt a little disgusted, but Shaowang didn't do anything out of the ordinary, so she was embarrassed to get angry at him. She could only say: "No, your clothes are on the chair in my room, go in and get them yourself."

Shaowang seemed to be more generous. He said, "I'll give you the clothes." Shaowang's head was full of thinking about things that would be good for him. He thought Qiaoying had fallen in love with his flower.

He had a shirt, and he changed it into women's clothing. Who would have thought that Qiaoying just borrowed his clothes to cover up her shame.

Qiaoying finally couldn't help it anymore and said angrily: "You can take it away or not, or I will burn it."

Shaowang quickly said in horror: "I'll take it, I'll take it." After saying that, he quickly entered Qiaoying's room. This was the first time Shaowang entered a girl's room. The room was clean and tidy, without too many furnishings.

A bed, a table and a chair. On the table are a small mirror and a wooden comb, as well as a few books. On the chair facing

The clothes Qiaoying had changed out of just now. With its simple decoration, one could tell at a glance that this was the room of a poor girl. Shaowang walked over, his clothes were at the bottom, and Qiaoying's pants were placed on top.

The bra was placed on the top. Shaowang couldn't help but pick it up and look at it. It seemed that the residual warmth of Qiaoying's body still remained on it.

Just as Shaowang was about to put it to his nose and smell it, he was kicked on the butt, followed by Qiaoying's angry curse: "Do you know what my clothes are for?"

Shaowang quickly dropped his bra, turned around and rubbed his buttocks, arguing: "Your clothes are on top, suppressing my clothes. How can I get my clothes if I don't take your clothes?"

Qiaoying took another flying kick and said: "How dare you argue? If I don't come in, are you going to wipe my sweat with my clothes? You can't tear them out with your own clothes?" Qiaoying still doesn't understand some things.

A man likes to smell the clothes of the woman he likes, and thinks that Shaowang wants to wipe his sweat with his bra. If she knew Shaowang's true intention, it might be more than just a kick.

Shaowang twisted his body and avoided Qiaoying's flying kick. He said: "Can you be gentler? You are so fierce every time. Sooner or later, Jianhui won't be able to stand you."

It was really hard to pick up the pot. Qiaoying was stunned for a while and said in a daze: "Am I really fierce?"

Shaowang really couldn't understand Qiaoying. He kept doing the same thing for a while, and he said with a little fear: "It's fierce, oh, it's not fierce. It's just that it's very fierce every time it pricks me, but it's not fierce at all normally."

Qiaoying didn't care about Shaowang's conflicting words, and she said again: "Then are you afraid of me?"

Shaowang said: "I'm afraid, but I like you, and there's nothing I can do about it." This was what Shaowang said from the bottom of his heart. Logically speaking, he should stay away from Qiaoying when he was being treated like this, but he was still worried.

We must also find a way to get close to Qiaoying.

Qiaoying was suddenly touched. He thought, even a man like Shaowang could tolerate him and like himself. Why didn't Ah Jian like him? I had never been cruel to him. Is it true that a man is too harsh to him?

Well, the less he cares about you? Qiaoying looked at the somewhat vulgar and innocent Shaowang, and a twisted thought came into her mind. She said, "Do you want to touch me?"

Shaowang was a little confused about Qiaoying's uncharacteristic mood. He said timidly: "I don't want to."

Qiaoying asked in confusion: "Why? Are you also afraid that I will be cruel?"

Shaowang shook his head and said, "No."

Qiaoying took a step forward and said, "Why is that? Don't you always want to touch me? Just now you wanted to touch me in the bullpen, why don't you want to touch me now?"

Shaowang also took a step back. According to Qiaoying's previous questions, it was usually a prelude to trouble him. Shaowang said cautiously: "I want to, but you get angry every time, so I don't dare."

Think about it."

Qiaoying took another step forward and forced Shaowang to the counter. He grabbed Shaowang's hand and pressed it to his chest. He said word by word: "Go and build all the wheels of the car tonight."

Now that your anger is gone, I'll let you touch it as much as you can."

Shaowang pressed on the soft mountain peak, his heart pounding wildly. Today he was hit on the head by a pie. He had to look at it in the cowshed and touch it here. In the past, he racked his brains to think of something. Once he really got it,

But it was so easy, people couldn't believe it. Shaowang stammered: "Really...really?"

Qiaoying said coldly: "Of course it is, isn't it for you to touch now?"

Although Shaowang pressed his hand on Qiaoying's peak, he was too excited to scratch and rub it. He only reacted after hearing what Qiaoying said. So he started to scratch and rub it gently, and while grabbing it, he swore and said frankly

: "Don't worry, I will definitely flatten the wheels of his car tonight."

"If I don't see the wheels of his car flatten tomorrow morning, don't blame me for being rude." Qiaoying made a special statement.

Shaowang already felt the incomparable power from the round mountain peak. He said: "As long as you touch it for me, I will do anything for you."

Suddenly Qiaoying kicked Shaowang again and glared at him.

Shaowang was confused. Could it be that Qiaoying was pranking him again? But it was wrong to think about it. If it was pranking, he wouldn't have taken advantage of it. Shaowang asked innocently: "Why are you kicking me again?"

Qiaoying scolded: "I touched you and you didn't close the door. Do you want me to close the door myself?" Qiaoying actually didn't mean this. She just kicked Shaowang to feel uncomfortable.

How could Shaowang know? He closed the door in a hurry, then came over and stood in front of Qiaoying, stretched out his hands, wanted to touch but didn't dare to touch, and asked weakly: "I can touch it now."

Bar?"

Qiaoying said coldly: "If you want to touch it, hurry up, it's annoying."

Shaowang swallowed his saliva, and grabbed Qiaoying's soft peaks with both hands like an eagle catching a chick. It is not accurate to say that an eagle caught a chick, but it should be a thin claw grabbing a big one, because Shaowang's hands were too thin.

Yeah, it really doesn’t match Qiaoying’s plump soft peaks.

After being touched a few times by Shaowang, Qiaoying actually felt something. She felt strange that she hated Shaowang so much, why did she still feel this way?

(Is this a kind of depravity for Qiaoying? They say that when you provoke gangsters, don’t mess with women, because once a woman hates a person, she will definitely hate him to the bone. Will Jian and Qiaoying become enemies in the future? All wonderful stories
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