Chapter 9 The Woman Sleeping in the Boy's Door 2

Mu Lan's eyes were like water, and her coquettish voice made Chen Gong's heart beat.

My heart began to itch and murmured, "It's not this woman, but she is as lonely as Teacher Han Yali before, right?"

The more Chen Gong thought about it, the more he felt a flame in his heart.

Chen Gong narrowed his eyes and smiled: Beauty, what are you going to do to you?

Handsome guy, can you send me home?

Mu Lan's request surprised Chen Gong.

Chen Gong couldn't help but be stunned.

Mu Lan smiled and said: How is it?

Mu Lan's words were still in a coquettish voice, full of energy, almost making Chen Gong's bones numb.

This...this...

Chen Gong was about to speak when he suddenly remembered that when he just came into the dormitory, the dormitory chief Peng Dabiao reminded himself not to provoke this woman, otherwise there would be trouble, so he couldn't help but hesitate.

Why, don't you?

Mu Lan muttered her sexy red lips.

Willing, willing.

Chen Gong blurted out immediately, and it was too late to regret it.However, it would be worth it to be able to send such a beautiful woman home even if she lives ten years less.

Hearing Chen Gong's words, Mu Lan giggled.

At this time, a corner of the mosquito net was opened, and a round and fair thigh was stretched out. It shook gently in front of Chen Gong's eyes, and then stepped on the ladder of the bed, with its fat buttocks, so it was facing Chen Gong.

Mu Lan slowly got out of bed, swinging her plump buttocks, and the fragrant wind blew on her face, and Chen Gong's whole body trembled.

After Mu Lan got out of the bed completely, Chen Gong saw that Mu Lan had a graceful figure and was wearing only three-point style. The peaks on her chest stood tall and proudly, and her lower abdomen was as flat as a flat horse. Further down there was the mysterious triangle area, wrapped in a pair of pure black briefs, and a few strands of black and fluffy hairs that were unwilling to be bound and extended outside.

This is a royal sister Ah!

Chen Gong only felt that his breathing was rapid.

Do I look good?

Seeing Chen Gong's dazed expression, Mu Lan asked with a smug look on her face and smiled.

Do not look at what is wrong, do not look at what is wrong.

Without waiting for Chen Gong to answer, Rao Zhihui, who was on the lower bunk, quickly closed her eyes tightly, faced the wall, and began to mutter in a low voice, not knowing what she was saying.

On the wall facing Rao Zhihui, there was a big regular script: Buddha.

Peng Dabiao, who was on the bed opposite, played and sang by himself, gradually became smaller. He occasionally peeked at Jiao at her side, but he looked like he wanted to see but didn't dare to see it.

Mu Lan saw the expression of her roommate, but she was not shy and looked calm, as if she should have lived here.

Handsome guy, what's your name?

Mu Lan asked with a smile.

Oh, my name is Chen Gong.

Chen Gong felt a little awkward when he was asked about his name by a beauty for the first time.

Success, right?

Mu Lan smiled sweetly, stretched out her tender fingers, pointed to a farther place on the desk, and said: Can you help me hand that to me?You succeed, you cannot fail.

Forehead!

A black line suddenly appeared on Chen Gong's forehead and said dissatisfiedly: My name is Chen Gong, the old Chen, the success of success is not success.

Is there any difference?

Mu Lan smiled faintly and said nodded to that place.

Chen Gong then walked there and saw a pile of books on it. He couldn't help but frown, looked at Mu Lan, and asked: Which book do you want?

Mu Lan said: Move the book away.

Hearing Ah Jiao's words, Chen Gong's face showed a puzzled look, so he moved away the pile of books, and a black silky clothing came into Chen Gong's eyes.

It turned out to be stockings!

Chen Gong's eyes suddenly lit up, and some scenes of those love freezing films, the extremely charming stockings temptation...

Mu Lan said lightly: Give it to me.

Holding this stocking, Chen Gong felt his hands trembling.

Mu Lan took the stockings and sat on Rao Zhihui's bed, putting stockings on her own.

Rao Zhihui next to him couldn't help but move her body again, as if she was avoiding a snake or a scorpion, trying her best to stay away from Mu Lan. At the same time, the whisper in her mouth accelerated the speed of her speech.

After Mu Lan completely put on her clothes, Chen Gong realized that she was more charming than when she was not wearing clothes.

A pendant of sterling silver hung on her fair collarbone.

The pure white skirt that only reaches half of the chest is translucent, and the black bra inside is looming, and I can't help but want someone to find out.

The round legs were wrapped in black stockings.

With every frown and smile, there is a sense of inspiration.

Chen Gong thought evilly, it would be great if he could have something to do with A Jiao, a woman with a lot of charming woman.

Let's go.

Mu Lan took Chen Gong's arm naturally and walked outside.

Ah, a beast!

Peng Dabiao, who was sitting opposite the upper bunk, saw the man and woman walking out of the dormitory and was suddenly so sad that he picked up the guitar again, sang loudly: You bad bad woman...