Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, and the teachings of life emerged in his mind-Guan Ya, this girl, has a very rough mouth, but in fact, just like you, she is a king with a strong mouth.

When you arrive at her house, don't talk dirty like before, because at this time, Guan Ya will be vigilant when she hears any indecent words.

You have to act like a gentleman, and let her guard down first.

Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and said:

"Sister Guan Ya, you misunderstood, I have a way to solve the price of the suit for you."

"real?"

Guan Ya couldn't believe it.

"Really!" Zhang Yuanqing assured, patting his chest.

Through the cat's eyes, Guan Ya carefully examined Yuan Shi's more and more handsome face. With insight, she confirmed that the other party came with sincerity and did not trick her into opening the door.

With some hesitation in my heart, I struggled for a few seconds before twisting the handle of the anti-theft door.

"Crack!"

The door opened.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the old Si Ji who was standing in the porch. She was still dressed in the killing dungeon. She was in a nano combat suit that outlined her figure, with a dark brown breastplate, rattan armor and leggings on her forearms and calves.

The hair on the temples was a little messy and hung down on the cheeks, outlining a sharp and charming melon-seeded face. The mixed-race facial features were more delicate and glamorous than most oriental women.

"come in!"

Guan Ya didn't seem to dare to look into his eyes, and said with her eyes slightly down.

The first step of the plan was completed. Zhang Yuanqing stepped over the threshold in a serious manner, took off his shoes at the entrance, and put on the cotton slippers that Guan Ya found from the shoe cabinet in the entrance.

He entered the high-end apartment and casually looked at the furnishings in the house.

Passing through the entrance, the living room is in front, the open kitchen is on the left, and the glass dining table that can accommodate eight people is on the right.

In the open kitchen, there are no kitchen utensils such as pots and pans. The frosted kitchen counter like a bar is clean and tidy, and all the utensils are stored in the built-in cabinets.

In the living room, there is an off-white sofa that is so large that people want to indulge in it, and there are a few pillows with constellations printed on it.

There is a laptop on the coffee table, next to a vase of fresh and elegant chamomile.

Glass cups and jugs also have constellation patterns.

In addition, on the cabinet under the TV, there are complete, anthropomorphic constellation figures.

It is neither a European style that worships foreigners, nor an arty Chinese style.

The overall style is stylish and simple.

The balcony has only drawn the inner gauze curtain, and through the faint gauze, one can see the winding and wide river view.

Guan Ya walked to the coffee table, bent down to pour water.

Probably due to a psychological effect, Zhang Yuanqing subconsciously aimed at her buttocks. It was an arc that made a man's heart beat faster. It was just like a peach, plump, round, and tight. Just by visual inspection, one could imagine its softness and elasticity.

From the round buttocks are slender and straight long legs, and from the top is the curvy waistline. JrNovels.com