Mr.Qiao, love me, are you afraid?

Qiao Yi was stunned, and then burst out laughing.

His laughter reverberated in front of the empty porch, like a ball, rolled to the end of the corridor and bumped back.

Su Jinse waited for him to finish his smile. He finally put away his smile: "you are so sentimental. OK, you can see how jealous I am."

He grabbed Su Jinse's wrist and dragged her into the door: "you have exceeded the 24 hours I gave you for nearly four hours. How do you plan to repay these four hours?"

"It's hard to walk on the road. The tire is slipping. The driver has already called you."

"I don't listen to any reason." Qiao Yi put her against the shoe cabinet, the hard corner of the cabinet hurt her back.

"Do you think I will give you a chance to explain that you killed my brother? You said you didn't mean it. You said you didn't know that man came to seek revenge from my brother. Should I forgive him? "

"I'm late." Su Jinse put his hand on his back: "whatever you do."

Qiao Yi smile tired: "it's midnight, sleepy, I can't think of how to punish you, you think."

"Then I won't sleep tonight. I'll clean up."

"Ha." Qiao Yi is about to smile to death: "our Qiao family is short of a cleaning aunt?"

Qiao Yi released her and went upstairs: "go back to change clothes, take a bath and come to my room to wait on me to sleep."

After two steps, he saw that Su Jinse was still frozen in the same place, and his smiling eyes narrowed: "Su Jinse, don't think too much. It's just a literal meaning. A body like you is not qualified to climb onto my bed."

Su Jinse went back to his room, took a bath, changed his pajamas, and rushed to Qiao Yi's room with half dry hair.

She knocked on the door and lowered her head: "what do you want me to do? Make a bed and make a quilt

However, the other side's voice is not Qiao Yi, but a female voice: "how can we sleep when the bed is stacked?"

Su Jinse looked up and saw a young woman in exposed pajamas standing in front of her. Her leopard print suspender and lace Nightgown couldn't cover her.

Su Jinse is a woman. She looks hot. You don't have to think about what this kind of woman does.

She turned her face and said, "in that case, I'll go back to my room first."

"Su Jinse." Inside the bedroom came Qiao Yi's voice: "come in and wait on us, do enough for four hours before you leave."

The woman closed the door and trotted back to play coquetry with Qiao Yi: "you are really, we have a good night together. What do you want a woman to do?"

"She's no ordinary woman. She's my sister-in-law." Qiao Yi's frivolous voice floated out.

"Ah, sister-in-law, that's even worse."

"Why not?"

Su Jinse takes a deep breath and goes to see Qiao Yi leaning on the bed. The woman is half kneeling in front of him.

Qiao Yi's hand put on the woman's buttock and squeezed it hard. The woman screamed out: "it's so painful, er Shao. Why don't you have any pity on jade?"

Su Jinse stood at the door of the bedroom and didn't go in. She felt her voice was dry: "I don't know what kind of service my uncle needs?"

"Take out all your sexy underwear and let my sister-in-law have a choice. She has a good eye and knows me well enough. After all, she has been my wife." Qiao Yi's eyes inadvertently turned around Su Jinse's body, then came back to the charming woman's face and pinched her chin.

"Oh." The woman happily went down to bed and held a pile of her underwear in front of Su Jinse: "this, sister-in-law? You help me choose one. Er Shao is not satisfied with this one on me! "

Women's underwear are almost the same, anyway, the shelter is either lace or dug a hole, each piece is enough to make people face red heartbeat.

Su Jinse casually pointed to one: "this."

"This one?" A woman's two fingers hold the band of her Tulle underwear. It's made of black yarn. Anyway, every part from top to bottom is made of yarn. Su Jinse doesn't think it's a dress.

She had a little difficulty breathing: "change it."

"Then this one." The woman picked a rose red one. It's all fluffy. Anyway, the place that should be covered is covered.

Su Jinse nodded: "well."

The woman took her underwear to change it, and Qiao Yi still kept the position just now and leaned on the bed.

He was dressed in a silk nightgown, open to reveal the body-building chest.

The light in the table lamp with the glass lampshade sends out the fantastic colors of various colors, which project on Qiao Yi's face and chest.

This is a Qiao Yi that Su Jinse is unfamiliar with and doesn't know at all.