Chapter 269: Video Chat (3)

"Brother Chen Ming, do you want to see under my skirt..." Luo Shui's eyes were as charming as silk, his pink face was slightly dizzy, and he asked Chen Ming with a delicate voice. Her pajamas were not a dress, and the skirt and top were separated, so when the corner of the dress was lifted, it was not lifted up together with the skirt and pants. Moreover, the skirt and pants could not be lifted up. If it was to be untied, it would be only possible to take it off. Luo Shui was wearing crystal high heels on her feet, which means that if she wanted to take off the skirt, then she had to take off the high heels.

What a visual feast.

Mr. Chen's smile remained unabated and admired with great interest that the beauty in front of him, if it were placed in ancient times, would be considered a monster that would be a bewildering the country and harm the people. The king who got her could sing and sing every night, and never go to court early, and let the eunuchs be tyrannical. Then the country was in chaos and was chaotic, causing rotten wood to be the officials in the temple, and among the palaces, animals to eat and pay. The country and the country turned into ruins, and the people were suffering.

It’s because this woman like a demon can harm the entire country.

How about Luoshui? How about Yanxi, Baosi, Li Ji, Su Daji, and Yang Yuhuan?

However, Mr. Chen has his own opinion. At least the times are different now. Beauty of this level should be directly taken by her side, cherished, and then loved her well to stop all the storms for her.

Chen Ming saw the girl in front of her in a trance, and then sat quietly in front of her. The veil gently concealed her charming face, curved eyebrows, and a cherry-like mouth; she was wearing a white wedding dress, holding a bouquet of bouquets in her hand, and sat there quietly waiting for herself. She smiled, charming the whole country, with crystal tears hanging on the corners of her eyes, and said, "Honey, you are finally here to marry me."

After rubbing his forehead, Chen Ming sighed softly, but his smile became stronger and stronger. His eyes were a little confused and he said, "Girl, you are nearly two years old and you are eighteen years old."

"Uh..." Luo Shui responded vaguely with his little mouth at the corner of his clothes in his mouth.

"I will marry you and do what I say." Chen Ming's eyes slowly gathered together, staring at Luo Shui, and said with an appraisal.

"...I really want to marry you one day earlier..." Luo Shui muttered in a low voice, holding the corner of her clothes. The fragrance in her mouth was slightly soaked in the cotton material. Her eyes became more and more charming, and the flush on her cheeks became more and more intense.

A woman immersed in happiness.

Chen Ming narrowed his eyes and wished he could reach into the screen with his hands to grab Luo Shui, but he knew it was impossible, so he could only glance at her charming and in a daze.

Luo Shui's perfect face perfectly blends the two completely different and extremely opposite temperaments of innocence and childishness, enchanting and moving temperaments, and it seems that there is no conflict at all, but it becomes more and more harmonious and integrated.

That face was indeed immature, because after all, it was only sixteen years old, but behind it, there was absolutely great cultivation and wisdom. It has to be said that Chen Changsheng had put some effort into cultivating Luoshui. Not to mention that he was proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but at least in many fields of knowledge, Luoshui's dabbling in trance to a certain extent.

I love you, there is smoke and clouds on the bottom of my pen, and my aura of poetry and writing is the most beautiful.

If you read more and more books to a certain extent, you will have such a temperament. With the nourishment of your personal character, this temperament will become more unique and richer.

That's Luo Shui's temperament.

It’s different if you take off your clothes and take off your clothes, and it’s different from ordinary beauties. It’s definitely a metaphysical art for taking off your clothes; and it’s just a common beauties.

If a Taiwanese girl takes off her clothes, she will not even be called art, and she will only be a geisha.

Now, all such beautiful art belongs to Chen Ming.

Under the willow eyebrows that are as light as the distant mountains, a pair of watery big eyes are shining with moving autumn waves, red and tender lips, and delicate collarbone, two confronting jade peaks, the top of the jade peak is rosy and translucent, and a touch of dizziness. There is a deep gorge between the two jade peaks, and below is a soft belly of a flat river, with pink carvings, soft and smooth.

Chen Ming's hands trembled slightly in the air, as if he was feeling the elasticity and softness that Luo Shui's smooth abdomen fed him. He closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

Just as Chen Ming was about to open his eyes and continue to enjoy the next process, he suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door, and then Luo Shui and Mr. Chen's expressions were stunned.

Immediately, embarrassing.

Oh my God, why is it so bloody...

Mr. Chen laughed in silence. He took a long breath, then widened his eyes and stared at Luo Shui, who had already put down his clothes in the video, and said, "Wear a coat, I'll go to the door to see who it is. Wait a minute before continuing."

Luo Shui nodded gently, and his soft bangs shook slightly.

Chen Ming stood up, turned around hurriedly, and went to open the door, whispering, "Damn it, it's a bad view at the critical moment, curse you, ten centimeters short."

And the moment he opened the door, Mr. Chen was even speechless.

Damn the object of cursed has an immune aura!

It's a woman!

At this point in time, it seems that only Xianling is the only one who can find Chen Ming directly in Poly Center.

Tonight, she seemed to have a little dressed up. She was beautiful and beautiful, but also had a sense of spicy energy. It can be seen from her leather pants and high heels that women who can control these tight pants need an excellent figure, at least one hip circumference and thighs, one must be sufficiently upright, and the other must be slender and appropriate, so that the slim effect of leather pants can be perfectly interpreted.

And the slender spirit in front of us seemed to have done this perfectly.

A domineering and cool aura.

Mr. Chen felt a little unbearable.

"What? Miss Xianling? I'm looking for me late at night?" Chen Ming asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!