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Chapter 470 Park Mi-yeon: I will make your mountain climbing trip impossible

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"How about this sailor suit?"

"Turn around and let me see."

Pu Miyan turned around obediently and turned around in situ.

The short skirt fluttered around his waist, and the mysterious absolute realm seemed to be visible when he bent over. Han Zidong moved his buttocks and slid off the sofa, and sat down on the ground. The whole set of movements was silky and smooth, making it completely speechless.

But then his neck also bent down.

Seeing this, Pu Meiyan stretched out both hands and pressed the flying plaid skirt: "You, you are always so unruly, and it's not that I don't want to show you. I'm asking you, does this uniform look good?"

"nice."

Han Zidong rested his arms on the sofa behind his shoulders, his gaze skipped over Park Miyan's body from bottom to top.

The pink and white stockings wrapped the calf, leaving a section of white and tender calf just right, making people want to touch it.

Looking up, the off-white plaid skirt danced left and right as Park Miyan gently swayed her body, swaying like a flower in the wind.

Obviously, the outfit of the lower body is full of temptation, but the outfit of the upper body has a texture like first love, pure and beautiful.

The long dark golden hair is divided into left and right strands, tied with a headband, and hangs down from the shoulders to the chest.

After all, she is a woman in her early 20s, her face is full of collagen, it may be that she has sweated a lot just now, and Park Mi-yeon's skin is getting more moist.

"It's so pretty, it's the first time I've seen a sailor suit with a purple lapel line and tie," Han Zidong patted his thigh: "Meiyan, sit here."

"I don't want it, I just took a shower." Park Miyan turned her head away in disgust, looked at the dining room, walked over quickly, and brought a high stool.

Regarding Pu Meiyan's behavior of moving the stool instead of putting her warm and soft thighs, Han Zidong hated iron and steel, and patted the open space one step in front of him: "Then sit a little closer to the head office?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Park Mi-yeon looked up.

Seeing the grievance on Han Zidong's face, the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up quietly, and she picked up the stool in a funny way, but it was still against Han Zidong's leg.

The distance between the two was very close, so close that when she sat down, her feet dropped onto Han Zidong's lap.

Grasping the edge of the stool with both hands, gently swinging his legs, he felt very comfortable.

I don't know why, but every time she is alone with Han Zidong, her mind is always very relaxed, and she can feel an indescribable sense of happiness both physically and mentally.

Han Zidong supported his head with one hand on the sofa, and raised his other hand slightly, occasionally grabbing his little feet dangling in mid-air.

Pu Miyan also intentionally teased him, shaking her feet one after the other.

It's just that he didn't really want to play with foot art, and he didn't pay much attention to it at all. In the end, Park Miyan took the initiative to hand it to him one after another.

Han Zidong seized the opportunity and grabbed the ankle of Park Miyan's right foot.

"Yeah, let me go~"

Pu Meiyan giggled, and took it back lightly, seeing that Han Zidong refused to let go, she said flatteringly: "Don't do this, let's have dinner first, okay?"

Han Zidong licked the corner of his mouth and let go of Park Miyan, but the enthusiasm in his eyes did not diminish at all.

When Pu Miyan stood up and turned around, she suddenly took two steps on her knees and wrapped her arms around Pu Miyan's waist from behind: "Who said just now that I can't get up tomorrow? Is it you, Meiyan?"

Pu Miyan supported the high stool, pursed her lips tightly, smiled and shook her head.

……

……

Han Zidong stuck it up and kissed Park Miyan's ear.

The other party shrank his neck, turned his head around, and kissed him proactively.

……

Pu Miyan poked Han Zidong's chest, with a shy face: "You, my body is about to fall apart."

"Ah, yes, yes, I don't know who just said it's very comfortable." Han Zidong raised one hand to pillow, and glanced at Park Miyan amusedly.

Pu Miyan's lips trembled slightly, and she covered her mouth with the back of her hand, trying her best to hide her smile.

The next year's little milk dog's energy is too strong, she can't stand it at all.

"Do you want to rush down together?"

His body was a bit sticky, and it would be best to take a shower. Han Zidong sat up with support, stretched out his hand and pulled Park Miyan, and the two walked towards the bathroom.

Half an hour later, when the two came out, they had already changed into "refreshing" clothes.

Han Zidong's refreshment is really refreshing. He originally had no intention of staying overnight, so he didn't bring a change of clothes. In the end, he could only borrow a pair of pajama pants from Park Miyan.

As for the coat, let's not mention it.

This also caused Park Mi-yeon to look at him unstoppably, and occasionally stretch out her hand to poke him.

Park Mi-yeon propped her head in both hands, and looked at Han Zidong with a smile: "The skin is fair and tender, I kind of look forward to seeing you change into women's clothes."

"Then give up, I won't wear women's clothing even if I die."

Han Zidong ordered takeaway and put down his phone.

"Don't be so dead," Park Miyan walked over and sat on Han Zidong's lap: "Annu, I'll give you one more time. You can wear the women's clothing I prepared for you next time, okay?"

Han Zidong lifted Park Miyan's buttocks and hugged her in front of her eyes: "Cut, I just don't wear women's clothes, how can you still refuse me?"

He slapped Park Mi-yeon's ass: "Ansheng, the takeaway will be here soon."

Park Mi-yeon survived obediently.

Her legs were already sore, no matter how itchy she was, she had to control it a little bit.

Are you still unrelenting? Thinking of Han Zidong's invitation to climb the mountain, she asked, "By the way, why do you suddenly want to climb the mountain on Friday? Who are you with?"

"Why, you want to go too?"

"That's not true, I just want to see which little girl you've taken a fancy to again?"

"What you said, can't I have some pure hobbies?"

Park Miyan looked at Han Zidong quietly with a smile on her lips, with "I don't believe it, you continue to make up" written all over her face.

Han Zidong and Park Miyan have always been very frank, he has no intention of hiding from the other party, Daoming the other six people who participated in the mountain climbing.

Park Mi-yeon thought about the suspected target among the seven people in the same group.

My youngest member, Park Soo Bin, is an outdoor fanatic and exhibitionist, but it's winter now, and there is no chance for her to show off her long legs outdoors.

Shin Hye-jing of the angel group is not like Han Zidong's favorite, Cao Lu should be a compatriot, but as for teammate Kim Jin-hee, I am a little uncertain.

Shin Ji-soo from Tahiti is unfamiliar, and Joo Min-hee from Stella is doubtful.

The last is Jiang Minjing, who was born with a good face and has a superior figure. He really grew up in Han Zidong's aesthetics, and the possibility is the greatest.

"Yo, no wonder you don't like to use honorifics, you don't like to call people 'Nu Na', one after another, it turns out that you like to pick young girls to attack."

"Look at you, I've said it all, you misunderstood me, I'm planning to keep fit this year, mountain climbing, jogging, and golf."

"I don't know what you are thinking. Even if you don't want to, if someone offers it, can you refuse?"

Han Zidong choked.

He has a kind heart all his life, and he is the worst at rejecting people.

"There's nothing to say."

……

"Yeah, what are you doing?"

"I will make your legs weak when you climb the mountain in two days."

"..."

(End of this chapter)