Seduction! Mr. Fu, who is abstinent, is moved.

Chapter 642 is purely a personal hobby

Jiang Yanjing lazily propped himself up on the white porcelain island, with a faint smile in his eyes, admiring the graceful back of the woman not far away, swaying in various ways, captivating the heart. The curve of his thin lips was deeper and more delicate. He picked up the wine glass, raised his legs and followed.

Everyone knew that Qiao Yuan and Jiang Yanjing were in love, and they were about to get married. Sometimes, if they didn't come back at night, Qiao's father and Qiao's mother would just turn a blind eye, and Jiang Yanjing was completely indifferent to her. Her attitude of doting on him without any bottom line made her more and more courageous. Now she has a strong back and is not afraid of him at all.

Pushing open the door of the master bedroom, Qiao Yu'an was surprised to find that the originally dull master bedroom had been filled with many women's products. The dressing table had also been replaced with a larger one, and all kinds of expensive jewelry were available. Not only that, but also The cloakroom has also been updated, the layout has been adjusted, and it is filled with rows and rows of new clothes from her favorite big brands.

However, Qiao Yuan took a closer look and discovered a problem. These new clothes were all skirts, all in light colors, mostly white...

"How's it going, Mrs. Jiang, do you still like it?"

At some point, Jiang Yanjing appeared behind her, raised her thin lips and asked with a smile.

Qiao Yu'an was stunned for a moment, and when she turned around, her eyes were full of suspicion.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Ok?"

"How come all the skirts I bought are of this color..." Qiao Yu'an was thinking wildly in her little head. Her delicate baby face suddenly became wary and she took a few steps back. "You won't have the same old habit again. I'm taking advantage of it." Who am I looking at?!"

Jiang Yanjing held her forehead, took a deep breath, and finally couldn't help but hit her on the forehead.

"Didn't I just say that I like you?"

Qiao Yu'an felt pain and covered her forehead. He kept telling lies. Who knows whether what he said was true or false.

She responded dissatisfiedly, "Have you never heard of the story of the boy who cried wolf? You are now the deceitful child, do you understand?!"

"I just think you look beautiful in the skirt. As for the color..."

Jiang Yanjing paused and raised his eyebrows, "It's purely a personal hobby."

"What is your personal hobby? This is your special hobby!"

Qiao Yu'an snorted proudly, shook the red wine glass, and started admiring it. Although the colors of these skirts were duller, she had to say that the styles and fabrics were her favorites, and the upper body effect should not be too bad. Go, just... reluctantly admit that his vision is pretty good!

Suddenly, a shadow shrouded from behind.

Jiang Yanjing's ambiguous voice came, "Then do you want to wear it for me to see?"

Humph, she guessed it right. This man was so nice, and now his true nature was really exposed. Qiao Yuan was just about to reply, but when the words reached her lips, she suddenly paused, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling, After crossing a cunning line, he smiled like a little fox and readily agreed.

"Okay, then you go out first."

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Jiang Yanjing narrowed his eyes. What evil is this girl holding back?

But it doesn't matter, he plays with her, "Then don't make me wait too long."

He placed a kiss on her cheek and walked out of the dressing room.

Qiao Yu'an raised her eyebrows and smiled, her beautiful manicure swept over the skirt, and finally stopped on the last one!

The curtains were half-opened, and the night view outside was bright. Jiang Yanjing was wearing a white shirt, sitting on the coffee-colored sofa, her slender legs slightly crossed, and her eyes darkened as she looked at the text message sent by Yang Qing on the screen phone.

[Brother Yan, the old guy has been found. 】

This time, he is lucky!

For Qiao Yuan's sake, he let him go this time.

After Jiang Yanjing finished replying, he pressed delete out of habit. With a squeak, the door to the locker room was pushed open. He put down his phone and looked at it, and was suddenly stunned.

What Qiao Yu'an chose was a slightly revealing white pure dress with a mist-like texture, a slender swan neck, and delicate collarbones that could be seen at a glance. The spring light on the chest was looming, maintained only by two thin belts. The slim curves perfectly outline the curve of her waist, and the skirt opens at the thighs, making people think about it when she walks.

The faint fragrance floated, and Qiao Yu'an came up in a curl, with a smile floating on her delicate face, and her eyes were like a pool of autumn water, clear and pure. She was fully grown, which conflicted with Jiang Yanjing's impression, but was not contradictory. Because she was her, the unique her, the one who made his heart beat, and the one he thought about day and night.

Especially the white skirt she wore today touched a certain heartstring of Jiang Yanjing's heart. His breath tightened and his mouth became dry for a while. His eyes when he looked at her became more and more direct. She was naked. She was a man. Unabashed desire.

Sample, after all, she used to be a star. She knows best what angles are beautiful and what postures are sultry. Qiao Yuan proudly raised her red lips, walked over on high heels, sat on his lap, and hooked his fingers. tie, and his eyes are about to become stringy.

"How's it going, Mr. Jiang? Do you like it?"

Jiang Yanjing's eyes were straight, and he placed his big palm on her waist, "My soul has been taken away by you, what do you think?"

"is it?"

Qiao Yuan's brows and eyes were filled with amorous feelings. Her fingers caressed his thin lips frivolously, and then slowly traced them. Her Adam's apple, chest, and abdominal muscles finally stopped and wandered around on the belt. Her calves were not honest, and they were black. The tips of her high heels were lifted up along with her smoky gray trousers, constantly on fire.

Jiang Yanjing closed her eyes, her Adam's apple tightened again and again, and the hand holding her waist was slightly firm. Qiao Yu'an smiled like a little fox, her lips gently pressed against his ear, and her breath was crisp and tingling.

"Mr. Jiang, let me test your determination."

As soon as she finished speaking, she kissed her thinly down the side of his face, to his chin, to his Adam's apple, but she didn't kiss his lips. Jiang Yanjing's breathing became heavier due to the teasing, and the desire in her heart was burning like fire, and The momentum became stronger and stronger, as if it was about to start a prairie fire. His forehead tightened, and his eyes were filled with forbearing restraint.

Several times, Qiao Yu'an deliberately tried to kiss his lips, but avoided them. The temptation was unbearable, as if she could never get to the point. Jiang Yanjing prided himself on his good concentration, so he didn't care too much about this aspect. , but being teased by Qiao Yu'an like this, I just felt like I was in torment. It was also the first time in my life that my desire was so strong. The person I liked, the skirt in my impression, the defense in my heart was completely defeated. In the end, Jiang Yanjing couldn't help but Break the gong first.

His eyes were rich and dark, and he pushed her down on the soft sofa forcefully, pinching her chin forcefully. Qiao Yuan smiled charmingly and blinked twice knowingly.

"what are you doing?"

"Do it," Jiang Yanjing pulled off his tie, his lips curled up and his eyes were hot and hot, "You."