Chapter 508

Jiang Mianmian quickly gathered herself together and stopped her wild thoughts.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jinhan pinched the edge of the shirt with both hands and looked at her in confusion.

"Fu Jinhan, can you turn around to change your clothes? Also, can you change to the side?" Jiang Mianmian coughed and said to Fu Jinhan.

"Why?" Fu Jinhan's eyes showed a puzzled look, and he turned to look at Jiang Mianmian. Didn't she just say she didn't mind.

"Because, because I want to watch TV, you are blocking my sight by standing here."

In Jiang Mianmian's busy schedule, he caught a glimpse of the TV out of the corner of his eye and quickly said as if he had caught a savior.

"it is good."

Fu Jinhan glanced deeply at the TV, nodded and moved back a few steps, turned around and continued to take off his shirt.

Although Jiang Mianmian's eyes were fixed on the TV screen and looked like he was watching TV seriously, he couldn't help it out of the corner of his eye. He always secretly glanced at Fu Jinhan who was changing clothes.

Seeing this, Jiang Mianmian couldn't help but continue to be nympho.

This figure is too good, wide shoulders and narrow waist, the bulging muscles on the arms are slender and perfect, and look at the chest...

Jiang Mianmian secretly swallowed, holding Da Mao's head with both hands, the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't look away.

"Don't peek."

Fu Jinhan obviously didn't turn his head back, but the sweet voice with a hint of laughter rang out accurately when Jiang Mianmian was peeping at her.

Jiang Mianmian quickly shuddered, as if she had been discovered as a thief, she looked away guiltily.

"Who peeked? Narcissism." Jiang Mianmian said in a very unassuming voice.

"Hehe, is that so?" Fu Jinhan's figure carrying his back suddenly let out a low laugh, with a bit of teasing in his voice.

Jiang Mianmian blinked in confusion, wondering if Fu Jinhan had eyes behind his back, otherwise how could he see her peeking at him.

Just when she was thinking wildly, her eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the smooth high cabinet for one person opposite the living room.

The scene in the sofa can just be reflected through the cabinet. From Fu Jinhan's angle, Jiang Mianmian peeked at his movements, which was clearly reflected.

"Ruined."

Jiang Mianmian looked at the cabinet in embarrassment, and then at Fu Jinhan whose back was facing her, feeling ashamed and wishing she could find a crack in the ground and slip down.

When did that cabinet become so smooth that it could reflect figures? She didn't notice it before?

Jiang Mianmian buried her head deeply in Da Mao's fur, looking hopeless.

Fu Jinhan waited for a long while, and when he heard that there was no movement behind him, he looked puzzled through the reflection of the cabinet.

Seeing Jiang Mianmian's movements, Fu Jinhan frowned suddenly, strode towards the sofa, and reached out to pick her up from the big hairy head.

"Get up, aren't you afraid you'll be bored?" Fu Jinhan asked.

"Leave me alone, let me suffocate myself." Jiang Mianmian lowered her head, and a muffled voice came.

She was caught peeking at people on the spot, and she felt ashamed to face people.

"Hehe, if you want to see it, I don't mind." Fu Jinhan looked at someone curled up in front of him, awkwardly like a small animal, and suddenly smiled and said.

"Well, what do you mean?" Jiang Mianmian blinked in wonder, and looked up at him.

When he looked up, he was immediately stunned by the large and beautiful picture in front of him.

The shirt buttons on Fu Jinhan's body have not been completely undone, and they hang loosely on his body. His two clavicles are slender and well-defined, and the visual impact and shock are simply overwhelming.

(End of this chapter)

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