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Chapter 499: A Pure Woman

The lower body is a knee-length green skirt, and she is not wearing stockings. The plump and white legs that the old and young men in Jiangcheng, which are thought of and talk about are completely revealed. She wore a pair of crystal-like transparent sandals barefoot, and her whole body is covered with elegant outfits except for ten toenails dyed red, which looks a bit stunning. The whole person looks fresh, decent, plump, and very pure. ()

Looking at the beautiful young woman in front of her, Wang Xiaoqiang was stunned and lost his composure for a moment. When Zhou Qiping and Wang Xiaoqiang looked at each other, she felt an electric current shot from his eyes, making her feel like she was going back in time again.

The two stood there in a daze and looked at each other for a few seconds. In the end, Zhou Qiping blushed and lowered her head and let Wang Xiaoqiang go to the sofa.

In front of this young woman, Wang Xiaoqiang was also a little unnatural. After sitting down on the sofa, he did not dare to look at Zhou Qiping, but he couldn't help but look at her. At this time, Zhou Qiping was making tea for Wang Xiaoqiang. She just turned her back to Wang Xiaoqiang, bent down her waist without any fat, and raised her round and plump part. Wang Xiaoqiang could clearly appreciate the beautiful buttocks, and even vaguely see the sensitive triangle part inside the thin skirt.

The strong beauty of this beautiful buttocks stimulated Wang Xiaoqiang's nerve endings. He felt that the things below him were as follows the stocks on the big orders and suddenly stood up.

After making tea, Zhou Qiping poured a glass of water for Wang Xiaoqiang, handed it to him, and said in an apology: "I'm so sorry. I'm going to let you go for a trip in person. It must have delayed your work, right?"

Wang Xiaoqiang was very unnatural at this time. He felt his breathing rapid, and he felt saliva in his throat. As soon as he spoke, it would flow out. In order not to lose his composure, he tried to speak as little as possible. At this time, he just smiled and shook his head, saying it was okay.

However, Wang Xiaoqiang's smile was not natural at all, as if he had unknown thoughts. "Xiaoqiang, are you uncomfortable?" Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang only shook his head and did not speak, and his smile was so unnatural. Zhou Qiping was very strange. She closed her skirt, raised her long and beautiful legs, sat next to Wang Xiaoqiang, and asked with great concern. When she asked, her head naturally turned toward Wang Xiaoqiang, just like an adult asking a child, showing some intimacy.

At this time, the beautiful legs were very close to Wang Xiaoqiang. Moreover, the fragrance of Zhou Qiping's body also lingered in unceremoniously and drilled into his nose. Wang Xiaoqiang swallowed embarrassingly, and then stared at Zhou Qiping's beautiful temples and cheeks and said, "Sister Ping, I. I'm fine."

"Ah, Xiaoqiang..." Zhou Qiping changed his name to Wang Xiaoqiang again. This pure young woman really felt that Wang Xiaoqiang was kind: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Wang Xiaoqiang accidentally injured his hand last night, but it was just some skin injuries.

Zhou Qiping asked while holding Wang Xiaoqiang's right hand with her hands and inspected it carefully.

Zhou Qiping's hands were soft and smooth, and Wang Xiaoqiang felt a soft and sensual transmission, which made him feel sick.

"It's okay, Sister Ping, just a little bit of injury." Wang Xiaoqiang said, turning the topic and asking, "Where is Mayor Gao?"

"He... left early in the morning and said there was an important meeting to open."

"Uh...what is that beautiful?"

Meimei is Zhou Qiping's daughter.

"Mimei went to school and didn't come back at noon."

These two simple replies have a kind of reminder smell, which aggravates Wang Xiaoqiang's idea of ​​having a kiss on the beauty.

"Ah! She, she won't come back at noon,?" Wang Xiaoqiang's heart suddenly surged, and an unspeakable excitement spread to every corner of his body like a tide. He said in a very excited tone.

At this time, Zhou Qiping felt that Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes were as hot as a soldering iron. She was a little panicked. She didn't know what Wang Xiaoqiang meant? But she had a premonition that she thought something would happen between the two, but her thought was ruthlessly strangled by her own mercilessly. A married woman and an unmarried young man, what could happen between the two?

This woman is so pure and she has never had such an idea. She thinks this idea is very dirty.

"Well..." Zhou Qiping used the action of teasing her long hair to hide the hot and flushing on her face and whispered. "Xiao, Xiaoqiang, let's have lunch here at noon. I'll go buy vegetables first. What do you want to eat?"

"I can eat whatever I want. I am not picky about food." When I glanced at Zhou Qiping's plump and white thighs exposed in the air, he had no idea what to eat. His mind is full of shots from the classic island art films that I have seen. He was wondering, how should I get this young woman to the bed now, what position should I use later? What kind of posture should a young woman like this use the most exciting position?

It is no exaggeration to describe Wang Xiaoqiang now with a sentence of "science" and "the brain"! He gave up and must do it today! Try the mayor's wife and see if it is the mayor's wife, like Li Xianghong, a young woman, and a fog!

"Then, that's fine..." Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang agreed to stay for dinner, Zhou Qiping became unnatural, she nodded and said, "This, so, you sit down first, I, I'll go out to buy some vegetables. Today, the nanny went to visit relatives."

Wang Xiaoqiang also discovered Zhou Qiping's unnaturalness, and Zhou Qiping's words were more like a reminder, making Wang Xiaoqiang's heart like a cat scratching.

Just as Zhou Qiping was about to get up, Wang Xiaoqiang almost subconsciously went up and pressed her legs, and said, "Ping, Sister Ping, don't worry, I'll give you the medicine first."

Pressing his hand on his smooth and white legs, feeling the smooth and soft feeling, Wang Xiaoqiang's heart suddenly swayed, and he felt the blood rushing towards his forehead, almost destroying his already weak reason.

"Ah..." At the same time, Zhou Qiping was shocked, her face changed slightly. She felt a heat flow like an electric current transmitted from his palm to her whole body. This long-lost feeling made her whole body soft, so she sat down again.

Wang Xiaoqiang took out the box containing the youthful elixir with his left hand and handed it to Zhou Qiping. Seeing Zhou Qiping being distracted, he realized that his right hand was still pressed on the leg. However, at this time, seeing that Zhou Qiping was ashamed or annoyed, Wang Xiaoqiang did not let go of his hand. He raised his eyes and stared at Zhou Qiping in panic and said, "Sister Ping, this is the youthful elixir. It can cure your disease and delay aging. But Sister Ping, what I want to tell you is that although this medicine is good, it can only cure the symptoms but not the root cause. Moreover, the medicine has side effects. It will harm the body after using it for a long time..."

"Um..." Zhou Qiping's voice changed completely as soon as she spoke, so she only made a short note. At this time, she felt that the hand pressed on her legs was warm and hot, like a hot towel, very soft, giving her a kind of light and joy.

It is normal for this kind of situation to occur. After all, as a young woman in a middle-aged man, she also needs and desires men's comfort when she has been having sex for a long time. Her hungry body will have a strong need and will not be able to control her.

She subconsciously moved her legs, but the hand had no intention of letting go. She didn't dare to lower her eyes to look at the hand, nor did she dare to look at Wang Xiaoqiang. She dodged like a little girl, and her face was as rosy as the morning glow.

"Sister Ping, there is actually a treatment method that can completely cure your illness and quickly improve your skin, so that you can stay young forever..."

When he said this, Wang Xiaoqiang's hand moved up shamelessly.

Zhou Qiping was so embarrassed that she dared not make a sound, but she still wanted to know what kind of treatment method was, so she tried her best to suppress her restlessness and squeezed a vague voice from her throat: "What, what?"

"Subject. Love, a harmonious and regular surname. Love!" Wang Xiaoqiang said, pulling his hands along the smooth...
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