Chapter 8

Wanling, are you there?

With so many years of strong friendship, Mu Wanling knew that it would be a big deal for her good friend to find her, and the matter was probably not small.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Mu Wanling calmed down and called directly.

My good friend’s side is connected in seconds, Yarui~ Are you going to treat me to a meal?Mu Wanling said with a smile, her words filled with joy and magic that can make people relax.

A slight swallowing sound came from the other end of the phone.

Mu Wanling felt that things might not be so optimistic. She thought something big had happened, so she couldn't help but urged: What's wrong?

After a moment.

That's right, I want to ask you to do a favor, but I can't take care of the only child. After that, I was interrupted by Mu Wanling. She joked and said: Yarui, are you planning to adopt the child to me?If you do this, choose a good day and ask him to call me mom.

If you want it, I will give it to you. Zhang Yarui was choked by this good friend's words. Although she was passing through the phone, she rolled her eyes and her expression was even more disgusting.

Mu Wanling slapped her hands, curled her smile, brought back the topic of the breakup, and said: "Good... I took your heart and soul, you probably won't have a good sleep again. No one will support you when you are old.

Zhang Yarui rolled her eyes again, and was very bored, and reiterated her thoughts: I can't take care of this child well, I want to ask you for a favor.

What's busy?You talk first. Mu Wanling felt that there was a pit inside instinctively. She stood up, came to the window, and looked at the night view outside. The glass window reflected her vague figure, plump and mature, more charming and touching than the night view.

... Zhang Yarui was silent for a while. When the matter was about to come, she was a little hesitant again.

You said that Mu Wanling urged her, but she didn't like hesitant chatting, which was really annoying.

Zhang Yarui pondered for a while and said in a tone as calm as possible: Over the years, I seem to be too careful, which makes him lose a normal relationship between men and women. At this point, Mu Wanling's heart became nervous. Perhaps she was guilty. Before she could finish her good friend's words, she interrupted and said: What's wrong with him?

He... Zhang Yarui is hard to speak out, and it is impossible to tell her best friend that her son is messing around with her stockings. How will this make her best friend view her family?

My son doesn’t want face, she wants face.

Skip directly and said: I want to ask you to help him establish a normal concept of love.

Mu Wanling's heart, which was suspended, fell back again, scaring her to a cold sweat. Her plump long legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings walked towards the water dispenser on her slippers, poured a glass of water, her thick and sexy big red lips pressed against the wall of the cup and began to drink it. The cool water not only moistened her mouth and throat, but also slowly stabilized her unstable heartbeat.

Zhang Yarui didn't wait for her good friend to say that she thought her best friend would not agree, and she also expressed her understanding in her heart. Just as she was about to speak, Mu Wanling on the other end of the phone spoke: That's all?Easy to deal with.

Zhang Yarui's heart slowly fell like snowflakes, and she said gratefully: I'll bother you.

Mu Wanling put down the cup in her hand, and there was still some water left in the cup. When Haobai's hand turned the cup, the water inside began to move in rhythm. Mu Wanling looked at this scene and smiled, revealing a charming dimples. She joked: Yarui, I've just given you some tips. Don't discipline your son strictly?Change your temperament?

After listening to the words, Zhang Yarui didn't know how to answer. Her rosy lips were either squinted or pursed, and finally she sneered helplessly, which sounded like she was self-deprecating.

Mu Wanling felt that the atmosphere was wrong and felt that this topic could be stopped. Her good friend was so weird that she couldn't figure it out recently. She changed the topic and said: I'll catch your son and let this kid know what love is!

Don't do anything randomly, Zhang Yarui said uneasy.

Rest assured, hang up. Mu Wanling chuckled and hung up the phone. Her plump breasts seemed to be more majestic because of their breathing. After calming down her mood with one breath, Mu Wanling began to make arrangements.

Arrived. Aunt Wanling parked the car and opened the door first. A black high heeled shoe stepped on the rough cement road. There were spots on the shoes, like the stars in the night sky. It didn't look ostentatious, but it was also full of tricks and full of style.

I got out of the car, but my eyes were staring straight at Aunt Wanling. In my impression, Aunt Wanling's dress has always been bold and unrestrained. She is obviously a business woman, but she is like a personality star. Especially tonight, her dress cannot be said to be mature, but she tends to be charming. Thanks to her temperament, otherwise, if a woman dresses like this, she might be looked at by someone else's eyes. Others must have some bad guesses in their minds.

Little ghost, you are so scathing, you will scare women. Aunt Wanling was not polite and joked to me, her eyes were curved into crescent moons, and her smile was charming.

I pulled back the dispersed attention and said: Aunt Wanling, you are dressing too much... For a moment, I couldn't think of good words to express and describe.

Aunt Wanling looked at me: What?

Facing the questioning, I coughed twice, and there was very little ink in my stomach. I finally covered up a word and released it directly: It's so sexy.

I'm talking about these three words very lightly.

Aunt Wanling is not far from me, and her ears are not deaf, so she naturally hears clearly. Liu Ye raised her eyebrows and showed anger. Her high heels sounded twice. When she came to me, she slapped her hand directly on the back of my head and said unhappily: Dogs can't spit out ivory, what nonsense is it? Is Auntie sexy to wear this way?

Seeing that Aunt Wanling was so angry, I scratched my head. It was so embarrassing that her mother opened the door awkwardly. She was embarrassed and she was home. Ne said angrily: I was wrong. You are dressing too hot.

When Aunt Wanling heard my words, she snorted coldly, and she was indifferent to her interest and choked me: I see that your mind is not clean, no wonder your mother said to let me... The words ended abruptly.

I was a little confused when I heard this and said in confusion: What is my mom going to do?At the same time, I thought to myself, could my mother intend to arrange this meal?

Your mother asked me to discipline you well!Aunt Wanling stretched out her index finger and poked my forehead, and she was quite forceful.

After saying that, Aunt Wanling turned around and walked in front of her. Her white and shiny thigh skin was paired with black net stockings. Now it seems that net stockings do not seem to be overwhelming, but rather contrasting with the whiteness of her thighs.

At this moment, I understood Aunt Wanling's matching principle and followed quickly.

Along the way, all kinds of eyes were turned to Aunt Wanling, but she didn't look straight, her head held high and her chest was raised, and her huge breasts could show a valley-like cleavage without having to be squeezed.

In this situation, I felt a great pressure because the eyes were falling on me around me. Even though the owner of these eyes did not speak, I seemed to have psychological sensing ability and could guess what these people were thinking.

Alas... Aunt Wanling dresses so beautifully, I lament in my heart.

Under the leadership of Aunt Wanling, I came to the single room. The single room was half-open, which can be said to be indoors or outdoors. Retro lamps were embedded around, and the dim light shone here and the fresh air blew in from outside. Sitting here and looking at the starry night sky, my heart became calm. This was the first time I felt when I sat on a wooden chair.

I have to say that Aunt Wanling's taste is really high-profile. At least I can't find such a comfortable dining environment.

The table is very small, unlike a dining table, but more like a small tea table for long talks.

Aunt Wanling leaned on the wooden chair, looking lazy and comfortable, her eyes narrowed, her long legs stretched out, and she put them together, looking up at the sky.

But my eyes kept glancing at Aunt Wanling's beautiful legs in the net stockings. I felt that under this dim light, the net stockings seemed to be overwhelming, making my aunt's plump and beautiful legs full of lust. The stimulation generated by this vision was like itchy scratching, constantly scratching my heart, making me restless, especially when my penis became hard and congested, the triangle area seemed insufficient space, tight and tight.

Just at this moment.

Aunt Wanling seemed to see my strangeness from the corner of her eyes. Her ruby-like red lips pursed out a light smile and teased: Look at it openly.

Aunt Wanling's voice was as sticky as a rice dumpling, which made me embarrassed all of a sudden. I defended myself: Aunt Wanling, I didn't watch it.

Haha, Aunt Wanling hung her throat, raised her voice a little, put her elbows on the handrail, held her pink cheeks, and continued: Did you see, can I still not know?Why...Do you miss a woman?

These words stuck in my throat like dumplings, making me unable to swallow. Aunt Wanling's words were so choking.

Aunt Wanling, what you said...

Aunt Wanling hummed softly, like a cat playing with a mouse, stretched out her right hand, her beautiful manicure approached her beautiful legs, reached into the mesh of her net stockings, pulled it up, her face was light and she said: Didn’t you hook up at school?

now.

I focused on the small movements on Aunt Wanling's hands, with both eyes, one of her plump legs, and the other of her sexy net stockings. Any part of Aunt Wanling's body was a fatal temptation, like poison.

However... my mind was analyzing the intention of Aunt Wanling's words and lying: No.

Aunt Wanling raised her eyebrows: This is not possible. She left her hands from her legs and came to the table. Following her movements, I noticed that there was a small metal button on the table.

Aunt Wanling, what does it mean?

Aunt Wanling pressed the small metal button and looked directly at me. There was a smile on her lips: I said you should contact more women, not even a person who plays.

What medicine does Aunt Wanling sell in her gourd?

My mind turned around and felt that I had captured the core. I asked boldly: Aunt Wanling, I have you, a mature, beautiful and intimate woman. Auntie, are you... there is a show tonight?While saying that my eyebrows were still stirring twice.