The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Fancuiling also had the keys to her home. She listened at the door with a guilty conscience for a while, as if there was nothing moving, and she couldn't help feeling a little lost.

Didn't you call yourself back? Why doesn't he come back.

The door opened, and before she could turn on the light, she heard something moving in the room, as if someone had hit something.

Did you meet a thief?

"Who?" Fan Cuiling slapped the light on.

He saw Liang chenchuan coming out barehanded.

Abdominal muscles... Waistcoat line

Fancuiling thought that Liang chenchuan was better than the men in their group who often exercise, but she didn't expect it to be so good.

She felt like she wanted to spray nosebleed.

Hold on!

"You... How do you..." fancuiling remembered the scene she saw that morning. Her face turned red at once, and her nose was bloody... She couldn't control it.

"Are you okay?" Liang chenchuan hurriedly brought a towel from the bathroom to apply it to her, and then led her to help her cold compress for a while.

Just now I heard the sound of opening the door. He was wearing underwear and accidentally hit the chair.

I didn't expect to see fan Cuiling standing there gracefully, and her cheongsam wrapped her perfect figure, which was very eye-catching.

He had never seen her like this.

However, before he had nosebleed, he saw fan Cuiling's nosebleed.

Liang chenchuan is in a mood of joy and loss.

Happily, this girl doesn't feel nothing about herself.

Sadly, the romantic dinner he prepared seemed to be different from what he expected.

Wrapped in the breath of Liang chenchuan, fan Cuiling felt that she was about to suffocate, "I... I'm fine."

She quickly wiped her nose and hurriedly ran out.

But when I arrived in the living room, I was stunned, "what is this...?"

The room was obviously decorated. There were red roses in full bloom everywhere. The table was even covered with tablecloths, with red wine and fruit on it, and two empty plates.

What is this to do?

Is it because Liang chenchuan wanted to treat at home, and then he was not very good at it, so he called her back?

Thinking of this, fan Cuiling was a little lost.

Liang chenchuan has been observing her. As soon as he sees her like this, he knows what she is thinking.

Pinched the center of the eyebrows.

Also, even if this girl has a little feeling for herself, she never thinks much about it, and she will only push him out wholeheartedly.

"Come here." Liang chenchuan took her hand and led her to the table. "Sit down and wait for me for a few minutes."

The original plan was that Gu Lingling would send him a letter in advance. He estimated the time to fry the steak and then play some music. When the time was ripe, he would confess.

Now, fan Cuiling suddenly came back and caught him by surprise.

Liang chenchuan said, and first returned to the room to dress neatly. When he came out, he specially showed his face in front of fan Cuiling.

Then I saw that the little girl was crazy again.

splendid.

Fan Cuiling waited until Liang chenchuan entered the kitchen, and then swallowed a mouthful of water.

It was the first time for her to see Liang chenchuan wearing such a white shirt tied in black trousers, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. The appearance of a celibate man was more attractive than just revealing his upper body.

finished.

Fancuiling felt that she now had another self shouting in her body.

Let her throw down such Liang chenchuan.

Down... Down