Chapter 30

Shabby cursed in his heart, Qian Shengchan, you never treat me as a human being. You were playing with me in bed the day before yesterday, and today I gave me to Rotten Fish Head and trash. Don’t even think about touching me in the future. I’m contaminated with Rotten Fish Head. I guess I won’t get rid of the stinky smell in a week. If you touch me, you will be throwing your butt with Rotten Fish Head.

Thinking of this, Shabby was in a better mood. It was only half an hour after thinking about it. It was just a half hour of light, and it passed by with gritted teeth. As for people, there was always such a difficult time. For women, as long as they saw this difficult time, there was nothing left.

Is the ‘rotten fish head’ coming?Shabby asked about the rabbit.

Here comes, next door.

The shooting location of this time is set next to the Presidential Suite. It is estimated that this place was originally for bodyguards to stay and accommodate. The place is very large, so the decoration scenes and scheduling space should be calm.

Xiaotu said, let’s change your clothes first.

Shabi said, isn't my clothes good?

It’s better to change the clothes provided by the crew, why bother to put your own clothes in hand?The little rabbit said.

Think about it, I keep my own clothes and wear them. Anyway, the crew provides a variety of styles from the inside to the outside, which are often disposable and thrown away after use.

The little rabbit closed the door, poured out a pile of clothes from the travel bag like an oil barrel, and piled it out of the bed in a mess, looking varied and colorful.

Sexy clothes mainly start with color, because people's eyes are more sensitive to color, and color is an important element that causes ambiguity.

Xiaotu picked up the script and chose the clothes the actress wore according to the above requirements.

When Shabby took off her lace underwear and the cup on it, the rabbit said, "You go and rush it first."

As Shabby entered the bathroom, she said, "Even if I don't wash it, it's cleaner than the "rotten fish head".Have you told him to blow himself clean, especially his stinky mouth, and ask him to brush it a few more times.

"Rotten Fish Head" came quite early. I had already told him that he would wash and brush when he came. I even asked him to hold mint candy in his mouth and rinse it.

It's useless to rush to death.Shabby mumbled and approached the bathroom.

The bathroom was so big, in a row of three. Shabby enlarged the water flow and entered the hot water that was three thousand feet down the water, allowing him to surround him with all his body, allowing those pure and innocent hot water to intimately contact every part of her body.

Hot water causes dizziness and numbness, and the body begins to stay away from itself. Shabi seems to feel that she is looking at her body high up. She doesn't love her body. It is because she doesn't love her that she feels that it is natural to abandon her body.

She didn't rinse herself carefully, she felt that there was nothing on her body worth washing.

After coming out, the rabbit gave her the clothes, the cup was very small, which fit her breasts very well. It was like a warm little hand, grabbing her two small beasts with peace and quiet breasts.

The ultimate destination of a woman's clothing is to set off the delicateness and gorgeousness of a woman's body.

Seeing the cup so fitting her small breasts, Shaby couldn't help but admire her outstanding body from a high altitude.

She was thinking that maybe after the end, she could leave this cup for herself. She wanted to say to the little rabbit, but suddenly she was in a bad mood again, so she didn't say anything, just letting the self-appreciating gaze stay on her body for a while.

The bathrobe slowly slid down, and the little rabbit handed Shabi a pair of pink-bottomed thongs with black dots.

Thong underwear is the most common clothing in photography. It is the last shame for a woman, which maximizes the plumpness and curves of a woman.

It seems to be hiding something and encouraging something, and it wants to cover up the part it wants to cover up.

Its fantastic and magical place is right in this place.

Wearing thongs is not an easy task.

It mainly forms the connection between components by straps, because in many cases, strip-like fabrics interlaced together like a bunch of messes, they must be unfolded step by step before they can be placed in the legs.

Shabby straightened out the front of the thong, which was the largest piece of fabric, and could use it as the base camp to find other connections.

Shabby found two spaces to place her thighs from the two straps, and put her legs in, shaking and unsteady, and the little rabbit hurried forward to support her.

Shabi held the rabbit's shoulder with one hand, put the other leg into the hole of the pants, and then pulled the underwear on her body.

In fact, wearing this thong is more uncomfortable than not wearing clothes. Its biggest purpose is to sacrifice a woman's comfort and win the favor of men.

After putting on her, Shabi tried it, and the little rabbit ran behind her and straightened the straps behind her.

The front covered Sabbie's furry part, tightly clasped, the edges were deeply sunk at the base of her plump thighs, and the narrow band at the back, pressing against the asshole like sandpaper, was very uncomfortable.

Shabby was already plump, and wearing a thong could highlight her plump buttocks.

The two butts were separated by the belt shape behind them, but they couldn't wait to stick together. The expression on the butt was clearly visible, and the thong made the most unique emphasis.

Women are prone to appreciate women. The little rabbit looks at the impeccable Shabi's figure from behind and the full sexiness of the woman highlighted by the thong, and sighs sincerely: Shabi, you are really beautiful.