When they first met, Meng Yingning felt that the man had changed too much, so unfamiliar that she was a little cautious and dared not get close to her.

Now it seems that Chen Wang is still the same Chen Wang.

He is still the annoying hooligan!!!

You are just a hooligan!!!

Meng Yingning was so excited that her face turned red. She couldn't hold it in her anger for an afternoon. She was so angry that she took a step back and her beautiful almond eyes stared at him without any lethality.

Chen Wang was so busy that he was ready to see her as angry as before.

As a result, the little girl not only did not get angry, but took a deep breath and calmed down. She lowered her head and opened the bag and took out her wallet.

Chen Wang lowered his eyes and watched her slowly pull out a stack of 100 from her wallet, counting one by one, and counting six.

Then the two hundred were put together, eight pieces were folded, and the people took two steps forward.

The fragrant and sweet taste approaches.

Chen Wang wore a black shirt today, with two buttons on the neck and no tied it. The lines of his neck meandered into the collar. The outline of the strong chest muscles was vaguely visible.

Meng Yingning looked at his nose and his heart without looking up. Her thin white fingers pinched the pocket on his chest, pulled forward, and stuffed it in for 800 yuan.

——I will never let you down when my youth is ridiculous, and the full set starts at 800 yuan.

The man's body temperature seemed to be higher than that in midsummer. His fingertips could feel the muscles wrapped around him through the shirt fabric, burning and hot.

Meng Yingning's ears turned red, her eyes drooped slightly, pretending to be calm, and her small hand slowly fitted to his chest pocket.

Chen Wang paused, and his shoulder thread was connected to his back muscles and became unconsciously stretched.
Chapter completed!