Chapter 1516 Which Set of Underwear to Wear
So when Fang Jiming went to take a shower, she started to rummage through the closet, turning the whole wardrobe upside down.
Which underwear should I wear, black? red? pink? White? Or lace?
Which one looks better and is more sexy? It's so annoying.
And what kind of pajamas should I wear? Conservative ones, sexy ones, or cute ones in this cartoon?
So nervous.
The last time it happened without her knowing, without any preparation, this time she needs to dress up to make a good impression.
Just as she was digging her head in, a laughing voice came from behind her.
"That black lace suit is nice."
"Oh, this set."
Wang Jiaohua heard the voice, and then took out a set of black underwear, but stopped in the next second.
Who is speaking!
She turned her head abruptly, her face turned red!
I saw Fang Jiming wearing a bathrobe, crossing his arms around his chest, looking at her with a half-smile.
What the hell!
I was ashamed and lost to my grandma's house.
"No...I...I'm not...I..."
She wanted to explain, but she had already started to stutter, unable to speak a complete sentence at all.
"Actually, you don't have to worry about what to wear. It's better not to wear it. You have to take it off anyway."
"Senior!"
Wang Jiaohua blushed, she stomped her feet, picked up a piece of clothing and rushed into the bathroom.
Fang Jiming raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully.
Wang Jiaohua ran into the bathroom, closed the door with her backhand, and then threw herself in front of the glazed table, turned on the faucet, picked up the water and patted herself on the face.
It's just that the blush on his face couldn't go away.
What a shame.
Did that man walk without making a sound? He didn't even know he ran behind her.
Taking a shower tonight is definitely the longest and cleanest she has ever taken.
I washed it five times before and after.
She was so nervous that she thought to delay going out for a while, maybe Fang Jiming had already fallen asleep.
After taking a shower, she looked at the pajamas she brought in in a hurry, embarrassing.
Why did she bring in the shirt that Fang Jiming left here!
After hesitating for a long time, he finally bit the bullet and put on his shirt.
Fang Jiming, who was leaning on the bed and playing with his mobile phone, saw the person coming out of the bathroom, his eyes straightened.
Wearing a loose shirt on her body, she looked a little petite.
The sleeves were rolled up, revealing two snow-like forearms.
The shirt is very long, just reaching the thigh, looming.
At the thought of wearing his shirt close to her body, Fang Jiming felt a burst of evil fire and reacted instantly.
Those eyes were burning, Wang Jiaohua felt as if she was on fire.
She walked cautiously to the dressing table, put down her hair, and was about to comb it.
The hand froze.
Because she saw a box of condoms on the dressing table.
The package had been opened, and Wang Jiaohua took a look, and there seemed to be five of them inside.
The blood on her face had hardly faded.
Especially when she saw Fang Jiming walking towards her from the mirror, she became even more popular.
Fang Jiming picked up the comb and gently combed her hair.
Then he put down the comb and picked her up.
Wang Jiaohua didn't move, she let him hold her and gently put her on the bed.
Then he gently unbuttoned her, and gently kissed every inch of her body.
The panting became heavier and heavier, and the movements changed from gentle at the beginning to fierce and eager.