Chapter 707： Yang Ruping chats about worry (2/2)

Tianlong read Yang Ruping's screen name, huh, huh, changed the name so quickly, and changed such a tender name.

”Hello.”

”Hello there.”

Tianlong’s hand is a little shaken. He is not Yang Luping’s nephew now, but he is chatting with Yang Ruping as a strange man of the same age, which makes him very excited.

”Is your age really 32?”

I have a soft spot to ask.

”Yeah, is there any doubt about this?”

”The average woman writes her age, and you are different from others. It seems that you are very honest.”

”Of course, I don't want to pretend that a little girl is deceiving.”

Deceived? Hehe, Aunt Ruping, you are too serious, Tianlong laughed, and then typed.

Have a soft spot: Oh, although you said that you don't want to wear a little girl, but I don't think you think about it in your heart?

Ru Ping: How do you say that?

You have a special liking: You are 32 years old, but your name is Xiaoping. I guess you have a Ping word in your name. Add a small word because you want to keep young in your mind. Do you not call it? Call Daping, right?

Yang Ruping thought that this guy was quite smart. It’s really a bit of a meaning to start this name, but I don’t want to admit it so easily.

Ru Ping: You guessed it.

Have a soft spot: don't count, isn't it?

Ru Ping: Is it OK? How can you be so overbearing and unreasonable?

I have a soft spot: No, I have studied psychology, so I am sensitive to some things. If you have any troubles, you can ask me for advice and free service.

Ru Ping: You will blow you, I don’t believe...

After chatting for a while, Yang Ruping was off the assembly line. Tianlong was very satisfied with this first chat. He had a soft impression on Yang Ruping. Such people are very attractive to the first time chatting, especially Yang Ruping is not so close to other men's jealous women.

After opening a chat plan with Aunt Ruping, Tianlong walked quickly to the house. Standing at the door of the house, the hand that Tianlong opened the door was somewhat hesitant and stagnated in the air.

The cousin is there, but he doesn't know how to face it.

In the morning, cousin Cai Linlin wore purple **** stockings to seduce her own pictures, such as film film replayed in the brain over and over again. He didn't expect the cousin who had lived together for so many years to be so **** and horrible. The most incredible thing was that she couldn't resist her temptation completely, and impulsively let the 15-year-old cousin sway for herself.

The white instep, the petite feet, the crystal slender toes, the pink nail polish, the purple transparent stockings are like a illusion, full of silent temptation...

Thinking of this, Tianlong’s heart was hot, and a warm stream flooded the whole body, and finally gathered everywhere.

I... what the **** is I thinking about!

Looking at the crotch that he had already jacked up, Tianlong shook his head hard, and his heart was shy and angry. He really despised himself. He simply thought about a few pictures and his heart beat faster. He was as excited as he was the first time watching A.

Despite the shame, the inner part of the heart is faintly full of embarrassing desires and expectations, like the burning fire, small, hot, never extinguished.

Can't think about it, she is your cousin!

Tianlong took a few deep breaths and opened the door with a sly mood.

”Cousin!”

Hearing the opening of the door, Cai Linlin looked happy, such as a homing bird cheering and rushing to him, Jiao said: ”The people have been waiting for you for a long time.”

Tianlong only felt a fragrant wind ushered in, and then the cousin's youthful vitality and exquisite body fell into his arms. Tianlong did not expect this situation anyway, and the words of apologizing for his cousin suddenly disappeared without words.