C31 (1/2)

It was another red, red and chirpy interior; even though the scenery below the interior was covered, Chen Erpu could still see its concave shape.

Red would make people excited, it could make one's heart burn; Chen Erpu stretched his neck and gulped down a mouthful of saliva, staring at He Ye's uneven interior unblinkingly.

This was too exciting, it made Chen Erpu want to bury He Ye under his body.

Right now, Chen Erpu seemed to have tasted the burning feelings of the men who were secretly taking photos of the beautiful ladies' dresses with their cellphones; the young masters who were jostling their way through the subway, bus and standing behind the beautiful ladies to eat tofu.

Why does God make women? Does he make women to procreate humans? Isn't this letting a man nurture his eyes and stimulate his fighting spirit?

In ancient times, when male officers were serving in the battlefield, they would reward them with beauties. Those soldiers who had obtained the beauty would risk their lives to fight in the battlefield. It seemed that this made sense.

How deep is the meaning of slang of a man dying for his own friend, a woman for his face, a man for his poverty, and a ghost for his flower? What a profound meaning and practical significance!

Chen Erpu thought as he tightly clenched his fists. He really wanted to jump over and hug the beauty in front of him and rub her to his heart's content;

Although it was Chen Erpu's first time coming into contact with a woman, his human nature had made him bleed on his own; Chen Erpu's eyes were burning, and his face was so hot that a pancake could be pasted on it.

He Ye's smooth face and perky chest, his half revealed inner part and half hidden inner part, protruding outwards; they made Chen Erpu almost go crazy.

He Ye glanced at Chen Erpu again, his gaze was very serious, not perfunctory. Seeing that his body was on fire, he decisively tucked his legs up into a sitting position, then took out a pack of ladies' modern cigarettes from his storage bag and placed one on the corner of his mouth. He then took out a high-grade Dunxi Road lighter and placed the cigarette on the chair.

At noon, the fireball sun almost boiled the lake; but a pair of mandarin ducks swam shoulder to shoulder in the water.

This was too romantic, a mandarin duck symbolized love and friendship, but did He Ye and Chen Erpu have any love and friendship at all?

There was still a little bit of friendship, but as for love, wasn't that a child grabbing a piece of white paper — nonsense?

The reason why He Ye invited Chen Erpu to meditate in the Immortal God Pavilion was to earn some money from the sect, but was also thinking about enjoying life at the same time;

However, He Ye's thoughts were very fashionable right now, there were some places where it could even become mainstream. The Taoists said that there was a problem with the three views, but what was the problem with the three views? They probably don't understand it themselves.

But then again, this was the Internet era, and then the internet of things; even the great power of the so-called trivialists could not stop the growth of the radio Internet.

Chen Erpu was confused by He Ye's tight legs. She did not understand why the little slut was acting like this. Picking Grandpa up, she's tightening her legs and retracting his career line...

When Chen Erpu saw the high-level lighter and the cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, he immediately understood what was going on. He eagerly ran over to the lighter and lit up He Ye's cigarette.

He Ye exhaled a mouthful of smoke heavily. She placed her hand on Chen Erpu's shoulder and blew lightly into's ear, and with a chirp, she asked: ”Brother Pu, what are you thinking about?”

He Ye didn't call Big Brother Chen and Big Brother Er, she called He Ye servant; Chen Erpu was unable to control herself, the flames in her heart pricked in all directions, but she didn't hug He Ye.

This was probably the difference between a novice and a novice. When a novice was excited, he didn't know what to do; the only choice was to just sit there like an idiot or stand there and stare at the ground.

Chen Erpu did not know how to react either. He could not care less as he was burned beyond control. He Ye was still sitting beside him, blowing on the air, but he did not have the courage to hug his.

If it was Sima Lin, he would probably have already stripped naked, and his legs were pressed tightly on top of her body.