Huh? Seeing Bao Feiyang jumping into the swimming pool and swimming towards him, Meng Shuang's eyes couldn't help but lit up.

She found that Bao Feiyang used extremely standard breaststroke. Among the swimming postures, freestyle is the fastest; butterfly stroke is the most beautiful; breaststroke is the slowest. She is used to the clumsy breaststroke postures of beginners or the pursuit of fast freestyle. Meng Shuang has never seen a few breaststroke postures that are so standard, but they look so good when swimming.

At this moment, Bao Feiyang was leaning on the water surface. During a movement cycle, he would kick his legs every time he stroked his hands. It was a simple movement. Bao Feiyang did it very well. Except for the visual effect of his body and smooth body, it would be absolutely impossible to do without long-term practice.

Realizing this, Meng Shuang suddenly thought that although she only went swimming when she went home for half of the time during the summer vacation, she would go out to swim at school when the weather was hot in May and June. Why hadn't she ever met Bao Feiyang? You know, that swimming pool is not far from Zhongtian University of Technology, and Meng Shuang has met many teachers and students from Zhongtian University of Technology there?

Just as he was thinking, Bao Feiyang had already swam to her.

"How is it? My swimming skills are not much worse than yours, right?" Bao Feiyang stopped water beside Meng Shuang, kept his upper body upright, and stabilized his body with his feet on the water. A normal movement that could not be more ordinary made Bao Feiyang do extremely casually.

As he said, he looked at Meng Shuang's moving figure greedily, his eyes lingering from her round and firm breasts, and his narrow waist and buttocks underwater. The beautiful things that he had missed in his previous life must not be missed in this life.

This is the first time Meng Shuang has seen Bao Feiyang look at him with this kind of eyes, with a slightly slutty look, and the focus of the red and naked gaze that is unconcealed. If it were someone else, Meng Shuang would have been annoyed. However, when facing the person she loved, Meng Shuang was not angry at all. She had only a sweet feeling in her heart, and even a layer of misty red tide appeared on her cheeks like cold jade. Meng Shuang's eyes were extremely beautiful, with slightly raised corners of her eyes, and she would usually feel light and charming. At this moment, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her apricot eyes were half-closed, and even a scarlet color was dyed on her face.

The shy beauty that suddenly appeared was completely different from the fresh and gentle feeling of usual. It was full of charm, which made Bao Feiyang stunned, and his heart beat like a drum without any effort.

Although Bao Feiyang looks like a young man under twenty years old, after experiencing his previous life, his life experience is simply a middle-aged man. Although he has never given any real feelings, he has experienced it. At this moment, Bao Feiyang looked at Meng Shuang's shy expression, and he was stunned for a moment, and his breathing became heavy. He subconsciously wanted to embrace Meng Shuang in his arms.

"Stinky wood, big bad guy!" Meng Shuang was shy and anxious. She pushed Bao Feiyang's hand coquettishly, and her drooping eyelashes quickly stirred up. A little water droplet winded down the base of her eyelashes, slashed across her cheeks, flowed through her neck, and finally submerged in the whiteness on her chest.

Seeing that Bao Feiyang was still staring at her blankly, Meng Shuang couldn't bear it, and she shouted: "Feiyang, let's have a competition!"

As he said that, he turned around and swam quickly to the side.

"Okay, just compete, who is afraid of whom!" Bao Feiyang also came to his senses and laughed in his heart. Although Meng Shuang's swimming is good, she is still far behind when she wants to compete with him. You know, even Bao Feiyang, the big frog of Wen Huaifeng, can easily win. Can he not compare with Meng Shuang, a girl?

So he kicked his legs and made a beautiful paddling move in his hands. He chased Meng Shuang in a few breaths and had already caught up with Meng Shuang and wandered around her.

Meng Shuang seemed to be trying to win a game back. Seeing Bao Feiyang catching up, she slid out five meters away like a fish. Then she proudly came out of the water and raised her head to Bao Feiyang proudly raised her chin, making a provocative and extremely cute little move.

Bao Feiyang's eyes glowed and he smiled. He also made the same move as her. The difference was that Bao Feiyang was tall and had long legs and had a large lung capacity. Not only did he slept past Meng Shuang, he also shook the gap of more than one meter between the two.

"Hehe, Miss Meng, Cheng Rang Cheng Rang." Bao Feiyang smiled with a smile in his eyes.

Meng Shuang was so angry that her teeth were itchy, and she really felt a little determined to win.

Next, it was exciting. Meng Shuang launched her butterfly swimming, and her graceful body was flexibly rhythmic in the water like a dolphin. The blue water waves were pushed away. The crests and troughs began between her fingers, slid across her head, spine, waist, hips, legs, and until her tight toes. The smooth and smooth movements and the unparalleled and wonderful posture in the water were stunned.

This movement was enough to attract the attention of the people in the swimming pool. Everyone made an appointment to stop.

Meng Shuang was unaware of anything, but Bao Feiyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of unhappiness flashed through his heart. I don’t know why other men stared at Meng Shuang’s eyes and made him feel uncomfortable. It was not stingy. A faint sense of possession was quicker than his mind. He had almost no consideration. Bao Feiyang followed Meng Shuang’s trajectory and also chased him in a butterfly swimming posture.

Now, Meng Shuang is not just the one who attracts everyone's attention. Bao Feiyang completely mobilized his initiative and showed another attraction. The beauty of butterfly swimming is not only about women swimming to highlight their figure and show curves. It is as graceful and comfortable as the rhythm of dolphins, which is originally not distinguished between men and women.

In addition to the first-class swimming posture, Bao Feiyang is also a very attractive man. He has a strong figure, a handsome face, and a superb temperament. After this mobilization of his own initiative, he adds a domineering spirit that is different from the leisurely and casual just now.

As expected, several female swimmers were indeed attracted by him. While watching one after another, the nature of women's gossip was fully reflected. Around Bao Feiyang's question, he kept silent, and there were always one or two sounds floating into Meng Shuang's ears.

It's really strange. Meng Shuang not only didn't feel unhappy, but instead felt a little complacent in her heart.

I had no time to think about it carefully. Seeing Bao Feiyang quickly pulling the distance closer, Meng Shuang quickly changed her swimming postures when she was upset.

Among the swimming postures, freestyle is the fastest, but Meng Shuang certainly refused to use such an ugly swimming posture. Butterfly stroke is second, and Meng Shuang is also the best swimming posture. If you want to change it now, you can only use backstroke again.

She twisted her body under the water, her narrow and delicate waist bent into a beautiful curve. While her entire upper body jumped out of the water, her back tightened and leaned back. The roundness on her chest broke out of the water, and a shocking arc was drawn in everyone's sight. The navy blue swimsuit, the faint breast muscles as white as snow, and the clear blue pool water, Bao Feiyang's heart was beating half a beat, and a sound of a male swimmer sucking air around her.

It is completely different from the rhythmic elegance of butterfly stroke. Meng Shuang, who has changed her backstroke posture at this moment, exudes another unique charm throughout her body.

Originally, backstroke is the most eye-catching swimming posture. Compared to others, it has a hint of erotic taste. A man who is used to looking for big breasts and big buttocks in the swimming pool will not easily miss the opportunity to feast his eyes when he meets a beautiful woman in the backstroke. A woman who swims well in the backstroke will make people feel coquettish, because her movement of raising her shoulders and swinging her arms is like holding her beautiful breasts to you.

While Meng Shuang showed the moving curves of her chest, she surprised Bao Feiyang to find that perhaps the swimming speed slowed down, and she was wandering in the water and brought out a somewhat lazy and charming style.

The two are very close at this moment, no more than two meters at most. Bao Feiyang, who should be careful, will never fall. Only at this moment does he feel that he and Meng Shuang have really entered the role of a couple. Shouldn’t normal couples be like this?

Meng Shuang lies on her back in the water, with the blue pool water in her ears, her long hair floating in the water, and her ink algae dances up and down with the waves. Her beautiful face, her skin as white as fresh snow against the background of the navy blue swimsuit, gives people a not-veritable beauty. Perhaps because she saw Bao Feiyang not chasing her, she relaxed a little. She slapped her shoulders and arms slowly, and while she was lazy and charming, she showed her round and towering chest.

All of this is intertwined, giving people the illusion of being straight. Well, Bao Feiyang knew that this metaphor was inappropriate, but that's what he thought at this moment.

Bao Feiyang is not the kind of pretending to be a gentleman and a pseudo-Taoism. He doesn't need any taboos when looking at his girlfriend. While he slowly approaches Meng Shuang, he stares at the moving roundness. With sharp eyes, he soon discovered that Meng Shuang's breasts are particularly beautiful.

As the eyes looked at, the movement brought by Meng Shuang's arm swinging movement caused her chest to vibrate slightly. That extremely slight amplitude was not a sharp look, or if she was not focused, she would miss it. Fortunately, Bao Feiyang met these two conditions. After observing the subtleties, he became more and more shocked to realize that Meng Shuang's chest was round, straight, soft, and almost reached the extreme.

Generally speaking, beauties with plump breasts will be more or less troubled. Under the influence of gravity, the plump the woman, the more likely it is to have problems. It is better to have underwear ducts, but once the armed forces are removed, some small flaws that are regrettable will inevitably be exposed. They are either not perfect in shape or are large and unscrupulously loose, even if everything is good in appearance, the actual feel is not rich enough to touch.

Meng Shuang is different.

Her breasts are round and full, and their breasts are impeccably round. The breasts exposed from the navy blue swimsuit are as white as fresh snow and greasy as cream, and like a pair of flawless moons perched on her chest. It should be because she likes swimming. Meng Shuang's breasts are soft but extremely elastic and three-dimensional.

In a lazy backstroke posture, her breasts were slightly flattened, and her firm pectoral and axillary muscles and proud breasts made the outline of the ** still perfectly round; her body tilted and swayed by her shoulders and arms, and the moving roundness also moved slightly. The perfect spherical semi-arc, trembling like water waves, reminded Bao Feiyang more and more. Although the maxillary muscles after exercise and sculpture were extremely elastic, they retained the most delicate touch. It is hard to imagine. If you touch it, in fact, how elastic and incredible, these jade breasts would be.

This is really too contradictory and too unreal. Bao Feiyang couldn't believe his eyes, but he had to believe it.

In the 1990s, women's swimsuits were not as good as those of today. They were so fancy and tricks, such as water balls, support and gathering. It is precisely because of this that the curves displayed by Meng Shuang at this time were the real water of the lotus, and there was no adulteration.

Maybe he was too curious, Bao Feiyang was a little distracted and subconsciously stretched his arm towards that moving place. In fact, with the distance between him and Meng Shuang, this action would not have any actual sexual contact. It was just looking at the plum blossoms to quench thirst, which was such a meaning.

It was just such a coincidence that it seemed to satisfy Bao Feiyang's curiosity, or that God made a joke for them.

Meng Shuang couldn't hear Bao Feiyang's movement for a long time, and the posture of the backstroke was inconvenient to observe. She couldn't help but sink into the water and turned around, changing to the butterfly swim that she was best at, and wanted to look back at Bao Feiyang's situation.

The water waves were rhythmic from the peak to the valley, and Meng Shuang's mermaid-like body drew a graceful trajectory in the water. This movement just rightly made Bao Feiyang's arms slide along her chest.

This was something that both of them had unexpectedly expected. Meng Shuang felt a force passing by her chest.

The glimpse of light sweeping was as if electric current was passing between the two. Bao Feiyang and Meng Shuang were both stunned. The former was surprised by the amazingly elastic and beautiful feel on his arms just now, while the latter rubbed the ground, even with a rosy red neck.

"Ah!" After a short sigh of relief, Meng Shuang reacted first, exerted force with her feet, and instinctively swam back.

Bao Feiyang was also surprised. His reaction was only a little slower than Meng Shuang. He reacted at this moment and quickly withdrew his arm to try to stay away from the round temptation.

However, after only half of the retraction action, Bao Feiyang froze.

By chance, or it may be ridiculed as "intelligent and intimate", the two of them gave in, under the influence of resistance in the water, produced a slight deviation. It was this slight deviation that happened to cause the process that was like an electric shock to proceed again.

It is no exaggeration to say that Bao Feiyang's arm walked back and forth on Meng Shuang's chest. This time, no longer doubted, Bao Feiyang clearly felt the touch of the **.

The bright full moon that was inhabited felt extremely attractive. Every inch of the muscles had an incomparable elasticity and strength, and it was extremely stunning.

It is soft and soft, soft and glutinous, but it has a very elastic touch. It is indescribable and is so wonderful that it is breathtaking.

For a moment, both sides were stunned, and there was an ambiguous feeling in the air.

I don’t know when Meng Shuang woke up shyly and shyly, and she said angrily: “Stinky wood, you take advantage of me!”
Chapter completed!