Song Qingcheng didn’t want Aunt Gong to see those pants, so she took the bag upstairs.
Back to the bedside carpet with her luggage case Song City box squatting to look at the neat things, like the tie opened the Shen Che to the bag and looked at the colorful pants. She chose a black lace.
Compared with it, it has a small cloth to cover the key parts. This black trousers is conservative, but the back is lace-permeable, but at least it can wrap the hips with bow strings on both sides.
Wanted to think, Song Qingcheng stuffed this pair of pants into the bottom of the box.
At this time, the villa sounded its horn from outside.
Song Qingcheng and luggage case hid the black bag and then went upstairs to just bypass the slow platform and saw Yu Tingchuan coming into the house. He put the car keys in the shoe cabinet.
Come back? Song Qingcheng ran to Xuankou.
Aunt Gong cleaned the door room early, and put it away.
Song Qingcheng took out those men’s cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet and squatted down on the edge of Yutingchuan leather shoes with his hands on his knees. Change it!
He looked up and smiled at his lips.
Yutingchuan looked at her and smiled faintly. He just wanted to say something. On the second floor, the underpants whined like they were frightened and stumbled to run the stairs.
When did the border shepherd dog Lou Song Qingcheng not notice?
At the moment, I saw the shorts rushing to show my surprise.
The underpants fell to the ground and swung their heads around. It was a pair of black lace underpants, which kept scratching with their claws, but they couldn’t pick it up and couldn’t help but scream.
Song Qingcheng …
Ow-The underpants went straight to Xuankou.
Obviously saw the master.
Song Qingcheng was embarrassed and didn’t know how to arch the shorts. luggage case dug out the pants and helped the shorts get lace underwear before Yu Tingchuan, and then touched its head to appease and tried to cover up the pants in his hand. Nothing is just a rag.
Yu Tingchuan began to ask, Did you buy new clothes today?
… Song city blushed.
Despite this, she still concealed that where should the underpants be found?
Yutingchuan didn’t expose that she was a subtle expression, which seemed to make the whole Song Dynasty feel that the pants were very hot with a smile.
After lunch, Lao Zhao prepared a good car for the airport.
☆, Chapter 222 Still afraid of me? (Changed)
The two arrived at the airport around 1 pm.
Xu Dong and selena also arrived at the gate and greeted Yu Tingchuan. Xu Dong was in charge of boarding pass and baggage check.
This is the first time for Song Qingcheng to fly.
Even if the face is calm, I am still a little uneasy and afraid of making unnecessary jokes.
When waiting in line for the security check, Yu Tingchuan boarded the plane before her. The security check is different from taking the high-speed rail security check. It is to enter a stop because the distance is not far. Song Qingcheng still sees how Yu Tingchuan behaves. When it is her turn, she will follow suit and give her ID card and boarding pass.
After the security gate, Song Qingcheng scanned the transmission belt and saw Yu Tingchuan there.
Yutingchuan is obviously waiting for her.
Compared with Yu Tingchuan, the boss Song Qingcheng, who is always on a business trip by plane, feels that he is a rookie-level novice, but he still runs to him. Can it be?
The security guard next to I have to scan the contents of the bag wakes up
After the security check, it is the vip lounge.
Yutingchuan took a financial magazine and sat down. Soon a worker brought tea. Song Qingcheng put his bag on the sofa and shook it to the French window with a wide view. He saw several planes parked outside and planes landing on the airport runway and slowly taxiing.
Look at the song city back to position for a while.
Xu Dong and selena sit in the sofa area not far away.
Song Qingcheng said, I checked online to fly for 16 hours.
Yu Tingchuan looked up and saw her smile with great interest. You can have a good sleep by plane.
That can’t sleep that long. Song Qingcheng said that it was quiet to see Yu Tingchuan reading magazines, and he didn’t talk to him again to learn from him.
It’s a famous foreign book, Chinese red and black.
The whole song dynasty turned over the table with one hand holding chin and low head. It looks with relish.
Yutingchuan turned some attention to her.
The girl took off her coat and put it next to her, which was a goose yellow round neck sweater, jeans and white shoes. Her hair was covered with a small black prada bag, and her legs were beautiful, and her complexion was fair, especially when she was so absorbed in it, which attracted more attention than usual.
In China’s aesthetics of human integration, tranquility is often the first place.
Plus young enough
Yutingchuan looked at the whole song dynasty with drooping eyelids, no makeup, and no lips. However, someone passing by, especially the opposite sex, seemed to look at her for a few seconds.
But she never noticed or said that she was careless and raised her hand and turned the page.
Also avoid he sat next to no one to chat up.
Men always like flowers to compare women.
Yu Tingchuan feels that Song Qingcheng is more like a handful of stars around him than roses or lilies. It seems ordinary but attractive. There is never a shortage of beautiful women in his circle, but most women in the mix will eventually dye the market and bring people visual fatigue.
The stars are not famous, but they are more elegant and delicate, and there is a hazy vitality.
Besides, it will make people feel cute.
In particular, she is good at reading eyes and knows how to please him.
In the past, it was not that there was no woman to please and cater to it. At that time, there was no feeling. Maybe it was because she knew what the other party wanted in her heart, but Song Qingcheng was a little different here. She also wanted something from him, but she wanted it with temptation and didn’t dare to gesture.
At first, I should be attracted by her seemingly bold but careful appearance.
The most preciou thing about women-
Will be presumptuous, coquetry, but moderate
Song Qingcheng inadvertently looked up and found that Yu Tingchuan suddenly felt embarrassed when he looked at himself. What am I doing without reading magazines?
Still afraid of me watching? Yu Tingchuan asked with a smile.
Section 196
Song Qingcheng’s face temperature rises, but she feels sweet in her heart. Look at it again!
Said and reached over to take a look at ten thousand pieces