Maybe he noticed something, Yinmang stared at her meaningfully for a while, and then asked her back: "Why do I feel sorry for Cao Qiaoer?"

"It was your beauty. Now I have to give it to General Zhao. How can I not be a pity?"

When Su Wanrong said this, she was naturally a little angry. She thought that this man was not speaking in a good manner, but she pretended to be stupid and looked righteous.

Unexpectedly, she stared at her eyes and finished the sentence. The man opposite her curled his thin lips and laughed softly without warning.

He stretched out his big palm and pinched the little woman's tender and soft cheeks very easily. When she hummed and frowned, her eyebrows turned her head and refused to support her, he smiled and said a word:

"stupid."

Yinmang said: "I think a good man like Zhao Long is considered a man of great blood. He married Cao Qiaoer as his official wife, which is somewhat aggrieved."

...

Su Wanrong was stunned.

Almost immediately realized that he had misunderstood him, and there was no time to react. He raised his eyes and met a handsome face that the man suddenly approached. He raised his eyebrows and stared at her. A smile of unconcealment gradually appeared on his lips.

Su Wanrong's heart hopped slightly.

He wanted to turn his head away, but it was too late. The man's big palms were like pliers, directly holding her cheeks. The difference in height forced him to lean over and lower his head. His dark eyes stared at her for a moment, with a slightly obvious smile.

"Wanwan."

Yinmang lowered his voice and called her softly, with a gentle smile, and a hint of vague pride as if he had already seen through everything. "Wanwan is jealous? Is she afraid that I will fall in love with that Cao Qiaoer, so she is angry with me?"

"I……"

"No need to say it, I know it in my heart. The air around me was sour just now, and I could hear it all."

Su Wanrong: “…”

The man was so arrogant that Su Wanrong didn't want to pay attention to him, biting her lips and lowering her eyes, she simply refused to look at him. From Yinmang, she looked over, and the little woman seemed to be thinking about being told by him, and she shyly lowered her eyes.

During this period, Su Wanrong has been nourished by good soup and water, and her skin is nourished like beautiful jade and exudes a luster. At this moment, her head is slightly lowered, and her slender and curly eyelashes tremble slightly. The sunlight shines on the pink and tender cheeks, making it clear and transparent, and her cheeks are covered with a light pink blush. Look at the more beautiful and seductive it has become.

He had just been talking, but he didn't pay attention. After looking closely, Yinmang realized that today's little woman looked at her, and looked at the past, it seemed a little different from the past.

For example, a rough barbarian like Yinmang, who is hard-blooded and strong in his bones, naturally he couldn't tell that Su Wanrong had actually dressed up carefully when she went out today, and even applied some rouge powder that she didn't like to use in the past.

I just think that the little woman on weekdays is naturally very beautiful. But today, this delicate and tender little face is blushing, biting her red lips, and standing there, it seems to be more charming and charming when she looks.

Don't mention her dress today, which is light and water-green. I don't know what the soft material is made of, soft and smooth, and light and delicately wrapped around her slender body.

Although Su Wanrongsheng's slender and petite body is not as thin as shriveled.

On the contrary, Su Wanrong has grown up wherever she should grow. The front is bloated and plump, and the back is full and round. The Gong Shang, who is more conservative on weekdays, is not obvious. Now she has changed into such a seductive piece, and the convex and convex curves are straightened out at once. The waistline is slightly tightened, and the slender waist is outlined so that it is shiny and delicate.

Such a charming fairy didn't need to say anything or do more. She just needed to bite her lip like this, and Tingting stood here with a graceful look, wishing she could rub her into her blood and bones and put her in her arms so much that she felt so caring.

He must have noticed the man's extremely hot sight. Su Wanrong felt a little uncomfortable when she was stared at her, and her body twisted slightly unconsciously for a few times.

But she moved so casually, her round and perky buttocks were wrapped in soft silk material, and she unconsciously swayed her style, making the man's eyes dark.

With a thick palm, he pinched the soft and delicate soft flesh and rubbed it hard. Su Wanrong caught off guard and opened her eyes wide and exclaimed.

Yinmang had already leaned over and kissed him.

The man was too tall and upright, and he was tilted to bear his kiss with his neck like this. In fact, it was a bit difficult to do his posture.

In this kind of thing, Yinmang has always been accommodating to her. He held her buttocks with one hand, held her waist with the other hand, and used a slight force, and in such a posture, he almost hugged her directly.

Suddenly his toes left the ground, and the man was strong again, and Su Wanrong subconsciously hugged the man's neck tightly.

When facing Su Wanrong, Yinmang's concentration was always vulnerable. With a slight teasing, it would be like dry firewood encountering fire, and it would be out of control.

This is a kiss that has been a little out of control from the beginning.

The man was hard and strong, and he was holding a soft and tender daughter's house in his arms. The thin lips were tightly attached to her delicate petals, and the strong and domineering male aura filled his breath and mouth, and Su Wanrong was almost breathless.

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Don't be red from my tat

Haven't driven yet.
Chapter completed!