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"Ooh! This...this...this is..."

"Brother, calm down, your expression now looks like a pervert."

Fang Ranran, who was still pinching the black lace panties, looked at Meng Lang (state) who was holding the straps and lifting the lace bra with a shocked expression, and said silently.

"Huh? Was it originally made of this fabric? It feels much softer than men's underwear."

Meng Lang looked like a scholar, and said seriously inside.

"Eh, really? Brother, let me try it too!"

"Here, brother."

Meng Lang handed it to Fang Ran, who looked curious and eager to try. Fang Ran also pressed it, then his expression was solemn, and he nodded solemnly:

"It's really softer than men's underwear. I think this may be a gender discrimination."

"Brother, do you know? It is said that bras are divided into rims and no rims. There are also different materials, different styles, different shoulder straps, different buttons, and different concentration effects. They are suitable for various complex and advanced classifications of different people."

"Huh? Is it so complicated!? Uh...how do you know these old brothers..."

"Um.... I have seen similar titles like'How do flat-breasted girls choose underwear" on the Internet, and I haven't resisted curiosity and went in.

"Hah (￣д￣;)...and then?"

Fang Ran's expression was sweaty and asked silently.

"then...."

Meng Lang's expression was also a bit awkward, but listening to Fang Ran's question, he was silent for a while.

Then he looked up at the vicissitudes of the night sky with a pitiful 45° angle and said:

"Then understand how hard those airport girls work hard to make themselves look less pitiful."

Puff...Brother, you really understand something superfluous...

In this way, the two magic boys squatting together had a heated discussion around some issues that were not their concern at all.

At the same time, while discussing and using the mobile phone Baidu, all kinds of...Uh...that appeared in their hands.

"Do you know that old man..."

Fang Ran looked at the lace in his hand that turned out to be hollowed out, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva, trying to tell himself not to think of Ye Sheng, which might be particularly suitable for it, and while resuscitating his body,

His face was slightly red, and he was silent for a while, and then said slowly as if he had taken out a Pandora's box:

"Actually...that...women...underwear...you can put it on your head..."

"puff!!!!"

Brother, what are you talking about...

Meng opened his mouth wide in disbelief, and then subconsciously looked down at the **** lace hollow bra in his hand.

Uh... fuck!

Why is it that after my brother said that, I suddenly felt that I knew that shame was not good? This was wrong, but it was unstoppable. I wanted to put it on my head like that, and I might feel very cool! ?

"Brother, it's not.... This also..."

"I know! Brother...but..."

Fang Ran looked at the lace **** in his hands, feeling more and more that it could really fit on his head like in anime, and he found that he could no longer control his hands.

So he took a deep breath, with a sonorous and strong expression on his face, remembering his memories of reciting celebrity quotes in junior high school, and facing Meng Lang with that deep man's tone as if he had also said the words of famous quotes. Slowly speak:

"A man, he might never have such a chance to put **** underwear on his head in his life."

rash:"!!!"

For an instant, Meng Lang felt shocked by these words.

Think about it carefully, in his life, he has never done this at all, and has no opportunity to do so.

Suddenly, Meng Lang felt a sense of freedom beckoning him, the temptation that could free all restraints, and the possibility of showing himself that he really wanted to show appeared before his eyes!

Everything, maybe just need to put this lace hollowed-out bra in your hand...

"Brother..."

Fang Ran looked at Meng Lang deeply, as if conveying a certain belief.

"Brother..."

Meng Lang took a deep breath, as if he was ready, and the other side nodded.

Both of them looked into their hands, and then their hands slowly but firmly and forcefully towards the top of their heads...

"The Big Brother Meng, Captain, should we leave..."

At this time, after waking up from a nap on the recliner, Gou Yu felt that his soaked body had completely returned to normal temperature, stretched his waist and sat up, enjoying the relaxation and comfort that the hot spring and massage brought him, and looked towards The two of them just wanted to speak...

I saw Fang Ran and Meng Lang who were both squatting on the ground stiff, turned their heads with a stagnant expression of'fore...', the lace hollow **** and lace hollow bra in both hands were ready to be put on the top of their heads. ....

And the women's underwear that has piled up a hill beside them.

Gou Yu: "..."

Gou Yu (silence...)

Gou Yu (try to be patient...)

Gou Yu (brows jumped, trembling with anger...)

Gou Yu (don't want to open his eyes, raise his fist...)

"You two..."

Feeling Gou Yu's anger, Fang Ran and Meng Lang, who knew their sense of guilty conscience, hurriedly spoke loudly!

"Wait! Little or! Listen to me! This is actually a...Uh...misunderstanding! Yes, misunderstanding!"

"Yes, my brother forced me to do it!"

"Grass! Brother, you're here again..."

"What are you doing in the scene!!!"

boom! boom!

The two **** who came to play regardless of the scene, coupled with a series of riots on the electric car in the military training playground during the day to escape the uncle, finally made Gou Yu intolerable and hit the heads of these two guys with both fists. !

"When I get back the clothes and throw these things away, we will leave here and prepare for the numbering target to appear!"

Brows jumped, watching the women’s underwear that he picked up became more and more revealing and sexy, and even in the form of rope or shells, Gou Yu couldn’t help but gritted his teeth and said, holding his head beside the hot spring. The two perverts who went to Asia squat gave an ultimatum.

"Brother, speaking of it, haven't you used this ability to make any serious stuff?"

Meng's head is smoking and the waves are not changing. Looking at the hot springs where the storms are not changing, because of secretly studying **** underwear, being considered a younger generation by a few years younger than him, or discovering that he asks with a blank expression on his face.

"Then brother, what kind of serious stuff?"

Isn't Ou Jinjin's blood supply organ counted as...

Fang's head was smoking, and there was no wave of trouble. Looking at the no wave of hot springs, because he secretly conjured up a variety of pornographic adult objects and was found to be the favorite, he asked with a blank expression on his face.

"Except for long water pipes, plastic basins, airplane cups, and long ham sausages that are exactly the same as Ou Jinjin, you can show me things."

"Automatic ice shaver."

"I know, how can there be silly merchants who send so many disposable cups! This doesn't count! Household goods don't count!"

"That Xuanmai Ganju."

"Puff! Do it! Wait... You turned out that the Xuanmai Ganju at home has been changed all the time!!?"

"Otherwise."

Fang Ran still smoked from his head and gave him a cold look.

Meng Lang still smoked his head, but he glanced at him with a complicated expression, then sighed, covering his face:

"My brother, I mean, is there anything other than daily necessities that is more in line with our participants' mystery..."

"Oh, then no."

rash:"......."

Brother, whether you want to answer is so natural and without thinking.

That's such an awesome ability that has always been used as a small shop, right? ?

"Is there really none?"

"Brother, what is the point of asking again?"

Seeing Meng Lang collapsed speechlessly, Fang Ran rolled his eyes and said,

I can’t take it out of your chest to see if you have me~www.NovelMTL.com~ And even the magnets created in the last battle have you sent someone to clear them, where can I give it to you...

Eh? Wait, there seems to be one,

"Oh, by the way, this should count, here, brother."

He was rolling his eyes and thinking, but Fang Ran suddenly remembered that besides using [Creation Card] to do all kinds of irregular and illegal profit-making, he had changed things for serious things a few times. .

"Huh? What is this?"

Seeing Fang Ran’s words, there was a sudden pause, and then he didn’t know where he found out a small black fragment and threw it over. Meng Lang quickly took it, looking at the thing he didn’t know in his hand, he only felt a toothache and asked. .

Brother, sure enough, you will only conjure this weird thing...

And what is this, is it a pebble that looks exactly like a salted fish?

"Cat food sample, don't ask what cat I am. I won't tell you that it is a black **** cat."

Recalling that rather complicated annoying experience, Fang Ran's face sank slightly, and he gritted his teeth slightly.

It was only when he heard these words that Meng Lang suddenly looked at his head and froze, then the corner of his eyebrows jumped, and he asked in a hesitant and uncertain tone:

"Um...brother, black meow ball...hmmm...you mean the one on top of your head..."

what? Head on top?

Fang Ran was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly felt the force of some familiar weight on the top of his head that was pushing his head down.

as well as...

That voice full of vitality that he will never forget.

"Lah meow~(°??°)??"

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