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    Chapter 82: Thin as a cicada's wings

    Before going to the underwear store, Wen Wenyao asked the servant to bring some meals over. Song Nanqiao got up and hasn't eaten yet, Wen Wenyao forbids her to go hungry.

    "Eat a little." Wen Wenyao gave her a shaomai.

    The chefs here are all the best in the city, and the taste will never disappoint Song Nanqiao.

    "I'm not really hungry."

    Song Nanqiao is telling the truth, she really doesn't want to eat that much now, it doesn't matter if she eats at noon.

    "No, it's not good enough to eat well, are you trying to make me feel bad?" Wen Wenyao fed the shaomai to Song Nanqiao's mouth.

    "Sorry, I'll eat it."

    Song Nanqiao took a bite of shumai in his mouth.

    The taste is really good.

    After a short meal time, Wen Wenyao carefully wiped the corner of Song Nanqiao's mouth.

    ...

    afternoon

    According to the agreement, Song Nanqiao was going to accompany her to the underwear store.

    The two were in the same commercial car. After Wen Wenyao got in the car, he took off his sunglasses and mask, revealing that bright and unparalleled face, this face can be seen anywhere, anytime. sparked public outcry.

    Song Nanqiao sat next to him and looked at the girl beside him, feeling nostalgic. When Wen Wenyao was not popular yet, wearing a mask was a reminder for him.

    Now I am very skilled in doing these things, and my makeup is much more refined than before.

    "What are you thinking?" Wen Wenyao leaned over and grabbed Song Nanqiao's arm with bright eyes.

    "thinking of you."

    "Huh? Really?" Wen Wenyao seemed to be a little surprised, his eyebrows curved.

    "Really, do you think I'm indifferent in the morning?" Song Nanqiao touched her head as if she was a child.

    "Well, I'm aggrieved..."

    Wen Wenyao leaned recklessly in Song Nanqiao's arms, and wanted to act like a spoiled brat with Song Nanqiao. She was really dissatisfied with Song Nanqiao's reaction, and Song Nanqiao had to compensate her well.

    "I was wrong, I just had too many doubts."

    "What doubt?"

    "Before I crossed into your world, I was a thirty-year-old woman with a successful career. But after a few years after the fire, I was six or seven years younger. And... In fact, I was seeing you for the first time, Still doubting the authenticity"

    Song Nanqiao let go of some of her fears. She was a calm and rational kind, but after confirming that the girl in front of her was Wen Wenyao, Song Nanqiao was still happy.

    "That is to say, you are now back a few years ago?"

    "Um."

    "I'm still a small entrepreneur, so I want to make money and try to be as close to you as possible."

    "Don't come near me, you are always by my side." Wen Wenyao grabbed her hand.

    "Um."

    "Even if you don't approach me, I will take the initiative to approach you."

    No matter how many times, he will keep approaching Song Nanqiao because he loves her.

    Wen Wenyao leaned over and kissed Song Nanqiao's cheek. The lipstick was just applied, and it was wiped a little on Song Nanqiao's face.

    Just paint it again.

    "Do you know what shade this is?"

    Wen Wenyao took out the mirror and lightly wiped a little on the red lips. The white and tender skin and the wine red lips were another kind of temptation.

    "I know."

    Song Nanqiao's eyes were glued to Wen Wenyao's lips, and he unconsciously wrapped his arms around the girl's waist.

    The two of them are now sitting in the back of the commercial vehicle, with black curtains hanging in front of them. As long as the noise is not too loud, the driver can't see what they are doing...

    Out of nowhere, Song Nanqiao came to the girl's lips and kissed gently.

    Prying open the girl's teeth, Song Nanqiao stuck out his tongue and drove straight in. The soft tip of his tongue swept his lover's lips from time to time. Wen Wenyao lay in Song Nanqiao's arms, his eyes widened. He quickly calmed down and eagerly began to respond to Song Nanqiao.

    The two kissed for several minutes, and when Wen Wenyao began to breathe out, Song Nanqiao let go of her.

    "Why are you so active..."

    "Because I thought, poof, it's been a long time since I kissed you, girlfriend."

    "How do you feel?" Wen Wenyao asked softly.

    "Um."

    "Then let's do it again."

    This time Wen Wenyao got close first.

    Song Nanqiao's rosy lips were being licked little by little, Wen Wenyao put his hands directly on Song Nanqiao's neck, and the originally fair cheeks gradually became rosy.

    "Fix your lipstick first."

    After the kiss, Song Nanqiao looked at her lover's lipstick, which had already been rubbed off by her.

    "you help me?"

    "Okay." Song Nanqiao took the lipstick and applied it to his girlfriend little by little.

    "Miss, it's here." The driver slowly stopped the car, ready to get out of the car to open the door for Wen Wenyao.

    As soon as the car door was opened, saw Wen Wenyao with a ruddy complexion and some luster on his lips. don't know if it was because of the lipstick or the nourishment of his lover.

    Unlike the original alienation and indifference, now it always seems that there are some signs of the girl's cherishing spring.

    The shopping guides standing by the gate looked at Wen Wenyao with surprise. Some of them were newcomers. They had never seen Wen Wenyao in person before, but now that they saw her, they admired her even more. .

    "Ah ah ah, it's really good-looking, noble and lonely sister, I love it to death."

    "Can we go up and get an autograph?"

    "Wow, who is the woman next to her, she looks very intimate."

    Wen Wenyao held Song Nanqiao's hand generously and seemed to be in a good mood.

    Said hello to the newcomers in the sales department.

    "Hello, Miss Wen!"

    "Hello." Wen Wenyao waved to them and led Song Nanqiao in.

    ...

    "Miss Wen, please, these are prepared for you." The manager opened a room, which was full of clothes designed according to Wen Wenyao's figure.

    Wen Wenyao quietly approached the manager and whispered in her ear.

    "No clothes that don't have that kind of hook/people."

    "what do you mean?"

    "Sexy, suitable for the subject to tear."

    This energy is her friend, and Wen Wenyao will not go around with her anymore. She just wants to be here and choose a piece of clothes that can arouse Song Nanqiao's interest.

    "understood."

    The manager covered his mouth and smiled, took a box from the room and handed it to Wen Wenyao.

    Wen Wenyao opened it and saw that inside was a very stylish lace bra, paired with some panties of the same style, and a thin silk-like suspender on the outside, making the whole dress extremely tempting.

    "Okay, that's it." Wen Wenyao entered the fitting room.

    And Song Nanqiao was still sitting on the sofa, waiting for her.

    She seemed to be talking to the manager just now, but the distance was too far for Song Nanqiao to hear clearly.

    "Nan Qiao...Is this nice?"

    Just when Song Nanqiao was in a trance, the girl walked out of the fitting room with light steps...

    The deserted appearance is matched with a skirt as thin as silk, and a white suspender hangs on the delicate collarbone. Looking down, you can vaguely see the lace bra inside, and the transparent skirt can't cover the girl's white tenderness. His thighs, his vision moved up, and Song Nanqiao met the girl's gaze.

    Soft and somewhat messy hair hangs on his cheeks, and his red eyes are filled with some softness, and his eyes are misty. They look cute but arouse Song Nanqiao's desire for violence.

    It's over... Song Nanqiao just feels his blood rushing up...

    The author has something to say: woo woo woo

    Too tired to update

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