Xia Yao sat on the bed in the bedroom and chatted with Zhou Ye without saying a word.
She couldn't finish Zhou Ye's invitation yesterday. Her father said she asked her to take a day off in the cram school and would go to attend a birthday party of a respected old man at noon today.
Zhou Ye kept telling her on his phone that it was okay, but Xia Yao was afraid that he had been looking forward to it for a long time, but she was afraid that she would care, so he didn't care if he said it was okay.
She was coaxing him when the door of the room was suddenly opened from outside. Xia Yao reacted very quickly and hid her phone under the quilt, and then she saw Xia Rou who had just returned from outside.
It's only nine o'clock in the morning, and Xia Rou has been dressed up beautifully. She went to find someone to put on makeup. It was light but very delicate, and it was at least four or five points higher than her usual appearance.
Yaoyao, auntie bought you a skirt, it looks quite suitable for you, so you can try it down.
Fang Na and Xia Rou came in front and back. When Xia Rou saw the white paper bag, she added another sentence.
This skirt is expensive, it costs two or three thousand.
She was talking about the price before the 30% discount. This one was what she wanted after seeing it in the store just now. The code was broken and the lowest discount was given, but only the smallest digit was so she couldn't wear it.
Xia Rou kept saying on the way that she would buy it first and put it on, and then wear it after she successfully lost weight, but Fang Na still decided to take it back to Xia Yao.
It could have been that she didn't have to buy anything for Xia Yao, but in such a situation, she was dressed too coldly, which made her abuse her stepdaughter.
Thank you Aunt Fang.
Xia Yao didn't expect that Fang Na not only didn't tell what happened last night, but even bought her a skirt, and she didn't know what to say for a while.
She got off the bed, picked up her skirt and went to the bathroom to try it. After wearing it, she was very suitable for her waist and length, showing her figure and temperament, but her chest was too small, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Fang Na pressed Xia Yao's shoulder and turned around, her face full of smiles and admiration.
It looks really good, go and change it and wash it. There is a quick dryer on the balcony. Your dad should be able to put it on and go out before he comes back.
……good.
Originally, the big breasts made Xia Yao feel a little embarrassed. Not only did she not dare to say that her underwear was not suitable, but she would subconsciously hold her breasts when walking in crowded places.
This skirt was a bit breathless, but Xia Yao couldn't let her stepmother go back and forth to return and exchange her, so she obediently took the skirt to wash.
Xia Tian’s clothes are thin, and after Xia Jiwei comes back, her skirt is almost done.
Before leaving, Xia Yao hurriedly changed into her skirt, combed her hair neatly, sent Zhou Ye a text message to explain, and then got into the car with her family.
Xia Jiwei went out and wore a suit. When Xia Yao left the community, she couldn't help but pull his clothes and asked softly: Dad, is this important occasion to go to today?
Xia Jiwei looked her up and down and said: I just went to visit some elders. If there are peers who want to play with you, you don’t have to be nervous. Just make friends with them and be more friendly.
Um.
Xia Yao let go of her hand and slowly let go of her slightly uneasy heart.
The car drove all the way for a long time, and it was not until an hour and a half later that I could vaguely see a villa club in front of me with an architectural style.
There are exquisite Chinese street light decorations on both sides of the road. The more you drive forward, the more you can see the cars coming and going in front.
Several people in waiter uniforms were welcomed to check the invitation letter at the gate, with exquisite garden landscapes and garden fountains at the gate.
After the car drove in, Xia Yao thought she was about to arrive, but she didn't expect that she drove along a golf course for a long time before finally reaching her destination.
After getting off the car, a special person came and politely bowed to take the car keys and arranged for someone to help them park the car. Under the guidance of the people, they walked into the club lobby.
The first impression this place gave Xia Yao was that it was positive and large. The public lawn and river channel I saw just now were about two or three thousand square meters. The building area of the club here now seems to be about the same size from the outside.
Xia Rou is usually arrogant everywhere, and now she has even talked a lot less.
Fang Na asked her to go there alone, saying that there are bars and cafes, American billiards, gyms, indoor swimming pools, tennis courts, etc. In short, there are more places to play, so go find some places where young people will stay and don’t always follow them.
But Xia Rou was unwilling to do so, she listened to her grandfather and Xia Jiwei chatting with the old acquaintances around her in silence.
Although today is a birthday party, before the banquet begins, it is actually more like a place where the upper class circles communicate with each other. The old man is so proud that he has a huge face, and almost everyone from all walks of life has come to participate.
They wandered around the way and after chatting for about twenty minutes, Xia Yao became tired and her calves began to feel sore.
She found a chair in the art appreciation hall and sat down, wanting to wait until her father and the others finished chatting in front of the painting before leaving with them.
But before she could sit alone for a long time, a person came over her.
The man was tall, with wide shoulders and long legs. He was wearing a black formal outfit and a man faintly appeared on his body. However, his sense of maturity made him look more elegant and cold.
He squatted down on one knee on the leg she was rubbing and pressing her fingers over and pinched her calves, and pressed her slender calves.
Tired of walking?
Xia Yao saw Zhou Ye in a completely unfamiliar place, as if she suddenly found a sense of belonging, and immediately her heart was no longer as confused as before.
Don't touch me...my dad is in front.She said, looking forward, pressing her hand on the back of Zhou Ye's hand, not allowing him to continue rubbing her calves in a straightforward way.
Sometimes after the two of them had sex on the bed, their thighs were pressed down by his hands until the lactic acid was accumulated. He would habitually rub her like this and rub all the lactic acid accumulated in her.
Zhou Ye didn't force it. Seeing that she didn't like it, he took her hand away.
Why are you here?
Xia Yao didn't see her father around and then dared to continue chatting with Zhou Ye.
Zhou Ye still kept a half-kneeling position and did not get up until Xia Yao put all her attention on him, and his eyes finally felt a little warm.
He did not reply to the question above, but only turned his eyes to her chest.
He stretched out his finger and pressed her tentatively and gently on the side of her clothes.
Who bought this skirt for you... Wouldn't you feel uncomfortable wearing it?
She couldn't finish Zhou Ye's invitation yesterday. Her father said she asked her to take a day off in the cram school and would go to attend a birthday party of a respected old man at noon today.
Zhou Ye kept telling her on his phone that it was okay, but Xia Yao was afraid that he had been looking forward to it for a long time, but she was afraid that she would care, so he didn't care if he said it was okay.
She was coaxing him when the door of the room was suddenly opened from outside. Xia Yao reacted very quickly and hid her phone under the quilt, and then she saw Xia Rou who had just returned from outside.
It's only nine o'clock in the morning, and Xia Rou has been dressed up beautifully. She went to find someone to put on makeup. It was light but very delicate, and it was at least four or five points higher than her usual appearance.
Yaoyao, auntie bought you a skirt, it looks quite suitable for you, so you can try it down.
Fang Na and Xia Rou came in front and back. When Xia Rou saw the white paper bag, she added another sentence.
This skirt is expensive, it costs two or three thousand.
She was talking about the price before the 30% discount. This one was what she wanted after seeing it in the store just now. The code was broken and the lowest discount was given, but only the smallest digit was so she couldn't wear it.
Xia Rou kept saying on the way that she would buy it first and put it on, and then wear it after she successfully lost weight, but Fang Na still decided to take it back to Xia Yao.
It could have been that she didn't have to buy anything for Xia Yao, but in such a situation, she was dressed too coldly, which made her abuse her stepdaughter.
Thank you Aunt Fang.
Xia Yao didn't expect that Fang Na not only didn't tell what happened last night, but even bought her a skirt, and she didn't know what to say for a while.
She got off the bed, picked up her skirt and went to the bathroom to try it. After wearing it, she was very suitable for her waist and length, showing her figure and temperament, but her chest was too small, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Fang Na pressed Xia Yao's shoulder and turned around, her face full of smiles and admiration.
It looks really good, go and change it and wash it. There is a quick dryer on the balcony. Your dad should be able to put it on and go out before he comes back.
……good.
Originally, the big breasts made Xia Yao feel a little embarrassed. Not only did she not dare to say that her underwear was not suitable, but she would subconsciously hold her breasts when walking in crowded places.
This skirt was a bit breathless, but Xia Yao couldn't let her stepmother go back and forth to return and exchange her, so she obediently took the skirt to wash.
Xia Tian’s clothes are thin, and after Xia Jiwei comes back, her skirt is almost done.
Before leaving, Xia Yao hurriedly changed into her skirt, combed her hair neatly, sent Zhou Ye a text message to explain, and then got into the car with her family.
Xia Jiwei went out and wore a suit. When Xia Yao left the community, she couldn't help but pull his clothes and asked softly: Dad, is this important occasion to go to today?
Xia Jiwei looked her up and down and said: I just went to visit some elders. If there are peers who want to play with you, you don’t have to be nervous. Just make friends with them and be more friendly.
Um.
Xia Yao let go of her hand and slowly let go of her slightly uneasy heart.
The car drove all the way for a long time, and it was not until an hour and a half later that I could vaguely see a villa club in front of me with an architectural style.
There are exquisite Chinese street light decorations on both sides of the road. The more you drive forward, the more you can see the cars coming and going in front.
Several people in waiter uniforms were welcomed to check the invitation letter at the gate, with exquisite garden landscapes and garden fountains at the gate.
After the car drove in, Xia Yao thought she was about to arrive, but she didn't expect that she drove along a golf course for a long time before finally reaching her destination.
After getting off the car, a special person came and politely bowed to take the car keys and arranged for someone to help them park the car. Under the guidance of the people, they walked into the club lobby.
The first impression this place gave Xia Yao was that it was positive and large. The public lawn and river channel I saw just now were about two or three thousand square meters. The building area of the club here now seems to be about the same size from the outside.
Xia Rou is usually arrogant everywhere, and now she has even talked a lot less.
Fang Na asked her to go there alone, saying that there are bars and cafes, American billiards, gyms, indoor swimming pools, tennis courts, etc. In short, there are more places to play, so go find some places where young people will stay and don’t always follow them.
But Xia Rou was unwilling to do so, she listened to her grandfather and Xia Jiwei chatting with the old acquaintances around her in silence.
Although today is a birthday party, before the banquet begins, it is actually more like a place where the upper class circles communicate with each other. The old man is so proud that he has a huge face, and almost everyone from all walks of life has come to participate.
They wandered around the way and after chatting for about twenty minutes, Xia Yao became tired and her calves began to feel sore.
She found a chair in the art appreciation hall and sat down, wanting to wait until her father and the others finished chatting in front of the painting before leaving with them.
But before she could sit alone for a long time, a person came over her.
The man was tall, with wide shoulders and long legs. He was wearing a black formal outfit and a man faintly appeared on his body. However, his sense of maturity made him look more elegant and cold.
He squatted down on one knee on the leg she was rubbing and pressing her fingers over and pinched her calves, and pressed her slender calves.
Tired of walking?
Xia Yao saw Zhou Ye in a completely unfamiliar place, as if she suddenly found a sense of belonging, and immediately her heart was no longer as confused as before.
Don't touch me...my dad is in front.She said, looking forward, pressing her hand on the back of Zhou Ye's hand, not allowing him to continue rubbing her calves in a straightforward way.
Sometimes after the two of them had sex on the bed, their thighs were pressed down by his hands until the lactic acid was accumulated. He would habitually rub her like this and rub all the lactic acid accumulated in her.
Zhou Ye didn't force it. Seeing that she didn't like it, he took her hand away.
Why are you here?
Xia Yao didn't see her father around and then dared to continue chatting with Zhou Ye.
Zhou Ye still kept a half-kneeling position and did not get up until Xia Yao put all her attention on him, and his eyes finally felt a little warm.
He did not reply to the question above, but only turned his eyes to her chest.
He stretched out his finger and pressed her tentatively and gently on the side of her clothes.
Who bought this skirt for you... Wouldn't you feel uncomfortable wearing it?
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