V2.Chapter 137 (1/2)

Wang Fan, who was standing in front of the villa, was stunned to see the woman in front of them.

Silk pajamas meat hidden meat now, big wave hair with a woman's graceful figure, it is the ultimate temptation of living.

Liu pangzi, who is closest to a woman, looks at the firm grapes on her chest, swallows and says, ”hold the grass!”

”Big head Woman Liu Mei Road pivot, open mouth scold a way.

The old Liu Pangzi, who was scolded, turned red and said, ”come on!” I'll wait for you. When you say grass, it's the time

Liu pangzi has been in Liucun for many years, and his kung fu is not the first, but he has never been defeated in this kind of thing.

The woman in front of him obviously didn't know Liu pangzi's strength. Moreover, Liu pangzi's obscene appearance was cruel, so she began to scold him.

Wang Fan, who was standing behind Liu pangzi, wanted to persuade Liu pangzi, but was stopped by ah Qi, who was watching.

Women wear thin clothes. Standing at the gate of the villa, she soon feels cool. But Liu pangzi scolds one after another. She is not willing to lose the battle, so she can only hold on to the gate with her hand.

Finally, the woman couldn't stand Liu pangzi's shameless abuse, turned her head and cried out: ”darling! I'm being bullied by garbage. You don't come down to help me! ”

The woman's cry was soon answered. A young man in pajamas, carrying a golf club, rushed out of the villa.

When she saw her flower protection messenger coming to rescue her, the woman began to cry. She pointed to Liu pangzi at the door and said to the man, ”darling, he played a hooligan and scolded me. You want to revenge me!”

”Where's the fool who dares to do things with Laozi's women?” The man waved his golf club and rushed out of the villa.

Just out of the door of the villa, the man saw Wang Fan and ah Qi standing behind Liu pangzi. He hesitated a little, then pointed to Liu pangzi with his golf club, and asked arrogantly, ”are you playing hooligans here?”

”I didn't!” Liu pangzi replied calmly.

”You just looked at my mother's chest!” The woman pointed to Liu pangzi and complained.

Hearing his woman's accusation, the man squinted, looked at Liu pangzi and said, ”do you still want to sophistry?”

”Do you have a mother?” Liu pangzi asked in a deep tone.

”What do you mean?” The man asked.

Another glance at the grape looming on the woman's chest, Liu pangzi said piously: ”I have a mother, and I grow up with breast milk, so I have a natural attachment to my mother. Can you understand my mood?”

The man was confused by Liu pangzi's words. He frowned and asked, ”what do you want to say?”

”You Ma Zi, in front of me, open chest, instantly inspired my memory of my mother, but you are here to say that I play a hooligan, you are a blasphemy of maternal love! Don't you feel sorry for your mother when you say that? ” Liu pangzi is just like a saint with a halo.

This kind of righteous words, let the man involuntarily turn to look at his woman, see the woman's silk pajamas, there is no way to block her spring, this just angrily scolded: ”who let you wear like this, still don't go back!”