Chapter 262
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I talked with this female netizen who has a pair of beautiful legs like Zhang Qingqing for a while. I answered her a question and she sent me a leg photo. Of course, many of her questions are my private questions. For example, the last question is who is my favorite woman?
After I answered definitely that it was my wife, she seemed very happy, and then sent a new leg photo. In the new photo, she changed a new pair of black silk stockings, which is a bit like fun. There are patterns on it. It looks very angry. With her beautiful legs as perfect as her leg model, I feel it in an instant.
The female netizen named "kongu Youlan" still needs to ask me a question. I don't want to play anymore. I sent a message to her and said, "don't play anymore. If you play again, you'll get angry."
She replied quickly: "then find your wife. Eh, since you have a wife, why are you still a place?"
I said awkwardly, "because my wife won't let me touch it."
"Ha ha, what a poor boy. I'm giving you some photos to make you look good."
After that, she really sent me several leg photos, all taken in black silk stockings, and even the last one she deliberately tore a little silk stockings. The looming silk stockings wrapped the slender beautiful legs and made my throat dry. I said, "shit, I said I wouldn't play anymore. You sent so many photos, trying to lure me and make me feel uncomfortable?"
She replied with a proud expression and said, "yes, I just want to make you feel uncomfortable."
"Shit, you make me feel bad. I'll give you something to make you feel bad."
I'm very childish. The other party makes me feel uncomfortable, so I also want to make the other party feel uncomfortable, so I directly withheld a novel of that kind stored in my mobile phone and sent it to her.
Although I have threatened to make each other uncomfortable, women are very curious. This "empty valley orchid" is no exception. They accepted the documents I sent without much hesitation. After about a minute, she may have opened the novel and browsed it in a hurry. Then she expressed several angry and ashamed expressions at one breath, and scolded me that I was a hooligan. How could she send such things to her?
I said proudly, "who told you to deliberately make me feel uncomfortable first."
At this time, the door of the ward was opened with a click. A pure girl wearing a white printed shirt, blue pencil pants and horsetail appeared at the door. She was holding a bunch of carnations. It turned out that Tang Anning came to visit me.
"Chen Yu, how are you feeling now?"
Tang Anning came to see me once yesterday. Unexpectedly, she came again today.
"It's OK. The doctor said there would be an examination in the afternoon. If there's nothing serious, you can leave the hospital in advance and have a normal class tomorrow. However, before the injury of your right foot is healed, you will deliberately limp."
I buttoned my mobile phone without trace, so as not to let Tang Anning see the photos in the mobile phone chat.
I talked with Tang Anning for a while, and then the three guys, shaoya and Da Luo and Xiao Luo, came, and Zheng Zhantao, Prince Tian and Li Hongcheng followed. A group of people crowded in the small ward and talked and laughed around me like the stars and the moon.
Before long, Zhang Qingqing came with an LV handbag. I deliberately looked at her dress. It was not the dress worn by the female netizen just now, nor the ol dress she saw her wearing in church in the morning. Instead, I changed a set of Adidas clover casual sportswear, which made me feel a bit more like a beautiful sister next door.
I had a little doubt that the mysterious female netizen who just chatted with me might be Zhang Qingqing, but now I see that she is wearing a clover sportswear, which is not right with the dress that the female netizen in the photo is wearing, and Zhang Qingqing is not wearing silk stockings now. Is that kongu Youlan really not Zhang Qingqing? However, Zhang Qingqing was wearing a skirt in the morning. Now why did she suddenly change a set of clover casual clothes?
Zhang Qingqing has a faint blush on her pretty face and a faint blush in the depths of her eyes. However, she hides it well, pulls a face and says, "Why are so many people? The doctor wants to come and check Chen Yu's recovery. Let's wait outside first."
Li Hongcheng, they know that Zhang Qingqing is my head teacher, and everyone knows that Zhang Qingqing is my "cousin", so they don't think there's anything wrong with Zhang Qingqing as my parents. They go out to the corridor and wait one by one.
A male doctor in a white coat came in with a nurse, examined my injuries one by one, especially my right foot, asked me some questions and said: "You are in good health and recover quickly. You can consider leaving the hospital. But after 100 days of injury, the ligaments and muscles of your right foot are seriously injured, so you can't take more vigorous exercise recently."
I was impatient to be hospitalized for a long time, so I immediately asked Zhang Qingqing to help me go through the discharge formalities. When they heard that I could be discharged today, a group of people shouted that they would pick me up and go to the hotel for dinner and celebration.
I couldn't resist everyone's enthusiasm, so I turned my eyes to Zhang Qingqing's face. Zhang Qingqing couldn't go against everyone's good intentions, so I nodded and said, "then go to the nearby Wuyuan hotel."
A group of people went to Wuyuan Hotel and opened an elegant room to sit down. Because I had just been discharged from the hospital, as soon as shaoya came in, he told the ordering manager that he would serve whatever dishes were nourishing to his body. Just let the manager look at the menu.
The service in this hotel was very fast. After a while, sweet and sour ribs, stewed pig's hand with yam, steamed yellow croaker and other dishes were brought up. The soup was a soup called "Farewell My Concubine", with red medlar floating on it. I can't see what it came from.
However, as long as there is medlar in the soup, it must be tonic soup. Zhang Qingqing stretched out her hand to help me fill a bowl of soup and said to me, "Chen Yu, your body hasn't recovered yet. Drink more soup to tonic your body."
I asked the waitress who served the food curiously and said, "farewell my concubine, what material is this dish made of?"
The waitress was a little coy and said, "the overlord is a bullwhip, and Bieji is a pigeon. In fact, this is the tonic Soup for stewing pigeons with bullwhip. Didn't you just say what to make up for what on your body, and our manager ordered this soup for you."
"Oh -"
I nodded when I heard the speech, then pretended to be nothing wrong and filled a bowl of soup for Zhang Qingqing's mother. There were several pieces of meat in it. It was estimated that the White was pigeon meat and the black was cow meat. I handed it to Zhang Qingqing and said, "teacher, you taught our students to work hard and drink a bowl of soup to make up their body."
Zhang Qingqing looked at the two pieces of bullwhip meat floating in the soup and immediately understood my prank psychology. She glanced at me with shame and said angrily, "I don't need it. You can fix it yourself."
Zhang Qingqing is beautiful, a little cold, and still our teacher, so they are very restrained in front of Zhang Qingqing. When they see that I dare to flirt with Zhang Qingqing, they look at me with a little admiration. They wink at me one by one, as if they are saying: brother Yu, you break the cow and dare to play a rogue with teacher Zhang.
Zhang Qingqing doesn't drink farewell my concubine soup. I drank a bowl at one go. Shaoya and others also began to push cups for drinks. They even joked to me that brother Yu's soup is a great tonic. You don't have a girlfriend. You'd better take it easy. Don't make it too much. There's no place to vent.
I smiled and said it was all right, and then drank the bowl of soup that Zhang Qingqing had just filled me. After I finished drinking, I aimed at Zhang Qingqing. She blushed, her eyes were shy, and her expression was a little embarrassed. The expression of anger and joy seemed to be saying to me: kill you bastard.
I'm very cheap. Seeing Zhang Qingqing looking at me like this, I took advantage of the people around me, and then watched her lick her lips. It was like saying to her: I'm not afraid to make up the soup again. I have you.
Zhang Qingqing was so angry with my attitude that she blackened her face. She secretly stretched out her hand and twisted me under the table. It hurt so much that I almost cried.
Because Zhang Qingqing, a cousin and teacher, existed in this meal, we ate for less than an hour. After we were full of wine and food, we left respectively. Zhang Qingqing drove her white yinglang home with me.
My father-in-law and mother-in-law are traveling these two days. Only Zhang Qingqing and I are at home. As soon as she got home, she said she was so tired. She changed her high heels into slippers and went to drain water for a bath. Secluded orchid in a deserted Valley, I took a glance at her feet, though the nail was painted with new nail polish on her toes, but not the nail polish color on the beautiful leg photos of the female net friend.
I wondered if the female netizen was really not Zhang Qingqing, but a beautiful woman who looked like a God?
I didn't give up. While Zhang Qingqing was taking a bath, I ran out of the study and looked for it, but I didn't find any clues.
Finally, I was ready to give up. When I was almost sure that the female netizen was not Zhang Qingqing, I went to the living room and suddenly saw two small bags of garbage beside the garbage basket in the corner of the living room. Didn't the last leg photo of the female netizen in my sudden photo tear off her silk stockings, so I immediately went to open a small garbage bag and flipped it. I was surprised to find that there was a broken silk stockings at the bottom of the paper waste, and the style and color were the same as the silk stockings on the female netizen.
Shit, it's really Zhang Qingqing. She's doing something.
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I talked with this female netizen who has a pair of beautiful legs like Zhang Qingqing for a while. I answered her a question and she sent me a leg photo. Of course, many of her questions are my private questions. For example, the last question is who is my favorite woman?
After I answered definitely that it was my wife, she seemed very happy, and then sent a new leg photo. In the new photo, she changed a new pair of black silk stockings, which is a bit like fun. There are patterns on it. It looks very angry. With her beautiful legs as perfect as her leg model, I feel it in an instant.
The female netizen named "kongu Youlan" still needs to ask me a question. I don't want to play anymore. I sent a message to her and said, "don't play anymore. If you play again, you'll get angry."
She replied quickly: "then find your wife. Eh, since you have a wife, why are you still a place?"
I said awkwardly, "because my wife won't let me touch it."
"Ha ha, what a poor boy. I'm giving you some photos to make you look good."
After that, she really sent me several leg photos, all taken in black silk stockings, and even the last one she deliberately tore a little silk stockings. The looming silk stockings wrapped the slender beautiful legs and made my throat dry. I said, "shit, I said I wouldn't play anymore. You sent so many photos, trying to lure me and make me feel uncomfortable?"
She replied with a proud expression and said, "yes, I just want to make you feel uncomfortable."
"Shit, you make me feel bad. I'll give you something to make you feel bad."
I'm very childish. The other party makes me feel uncomfortable, so I also want to make the other party feel uncomfortable, so I directly withheld a novel of that kind stored in my mobile phone and sent it to her.
Although I have threatened to make each other uncomfortable, women are very curious. This "empty valley orchid" is no exception. They accepted the documents I sent without much hesitation. After about a minute, she may have opened the novel and browsed it in a hurry. Then she expressed several angry and ashamed expressions at one breath, and scolded me that I was a hooligan. How could she send such things to her?
I said proudly, "who told you to deliberately make me feel uncomfortable first."
At this time, the door of the ward was opened with a click. A pure girl wearing a white printed shirt, blue pencil pants and horsetail appeared at the door. She was holding a bunch of carnations. It turned out that Tang Anning came to visit me.
"Chen Yu, how are you feeling now?"
Tang Anning came to see me once yesterday. Unexpectedly, she came again today.
"It's OK. The doctor said there would be an examination in the afternoon. If there's nothing serious, you can leave the hospital in advance and have a normal class tomorrow. However, before the injury of your right foot is healed, you will deliberately limp."
I buttoned my mobile phone without trace, so as not to let Tang Anning see the photos in the mobile phone chat.
I talked with Tang Anning for a while, and then the three guys, shaoya and Da Luo and Xiao Luo, came, and Zheng Zhantao, Prince Tian and Li Hongcheng followed. A group of people crowded in the small ward and talked and laughed around me like the stars and the moon.
Before long, Zhang Qingqing came with an LV handbag. I deliberately looked at her dress. It was not the dress worn by the female netizen just now, nor the ol dress she saw her wearing in church in the morning. Instead, I changed a set of Adidas clover casual sportswear, which made me feel a bit more like a beautiful sister next door.
I had a little doubt that the mysterious female netizen who just chatted with me might be Zhang Qingqing, but now I see that she is wearing a clover sportswear, which is not right with the dress that the female netizen in the photo is wearing, and Zhang Qingqing is not wearing silk stockings now. Is that kongu Youlan really not Zhang Qingqing? However, Zhang Qingqing was wearing a skirt in the morning. Now why did she suddenly change a set of clover casual clothes?
Zhang Qingqing has a faint blush on her pretty face and a faint blush in the depths of her eyes. However, she hides it well, pulls a face and says, "Why are so many people? The doctor wants to come and check Chen Yu's recovery. Let's wait outside first."
Li Hongcheng, they know that Zhang Qingqing is my head teacher, and everyone knows that Zhang Qingqing is my "cousin", so they don't think there's anything wrong with Zhang Qingqing as my parents. They go out to the corridor and wait one by one.
A male doctor in a white coat came in with a nurse, examined my injuries one by one, especially my right foot, asked me some questions and said: "You are in good health and recover quickly. You can consider leaving the hospital. But after 100 days of injury, the ligaments and muscles of your right foot are seriously injured, so you can't take more vigorous exercise recently."
I was impatient to be hospitalized for a long time, so I immediately asked Zhang Qingqing to help me go through the discharge formalities. When they heard that I could be discharged today, a group of people shouted that they would pick me up and go to the hotel for dinner and celebration.
I couldn't resist everyone's enthusiasm, so I turned my eyes to Zhang Qingqing's face. Zhang Qingqing couldn't go against everyone's good intentions, so I nodded and said, "then go to the nearby Wuyuan hotel."
A group of people went to Wuyuan Hotel and opened an elegant room to sit down. Because I had just been discharged from the hospital, as soon as shaoya came in, he told the ordering manager that he would serve whatever dishes were nourishing to his body. Just let the manager look at the menu.
The service in this hotel was very fast. After a while, sweet and sour ribs, stewed pig's hand with yam, steamed yellow croaker and other dishes were brought up. The soup was a soup called "Farewell My Concubine", with red medlar floating on it. I can't see what it came from.
However, as long as there is medlar in the soup, it must be tonic soup. Zhang Qingqing stretched out her hand to help me fill a bowl of soup and said to me, "Chen Yu, your body hasn't recovered yet. Drink more soup to tonic your body."
I asked the waitress who served the food curiously and said, "farewell my concubine, what material is this dish made of?"
The waitress was a little coy and said, "the overlord is a bullwhip, and Bieji is a pigeon. In fact, this is the tonic Soup for stewing pigeons with bullwhip. Didn't you just say what to make up for what on your body, and our manager ordered this soup for you."
"Oh -"
I nodded when I heard the speech, then pretended to be nothing wrong and filled a bowl of soup for Zhang Qingqing's mother. There were several pieces of meat in it. It was estimated that the White was pigeon meat and the black was cow meat. I handed it to Zhang Qingqing and said, "teacher, you taught our students to work hard and drink a bowl of soup to make up their body."
Zhang Qingqing looked at the two pieces of bullwhip meat floating in the soup and immediately understood my prank psychology. She glanced at me with shame and said angrily, "I don't need it. You can fix it yourself."
Zhang Qingqing is beautiful, a little cold, and still our teacher, so they are very restrained in front of Zhang Qingqing. When they see that I dare to flirt with Zhang Qingqing, they look at me with a little admiration. They wink at me one by one, as if they are saying: brother Yu, you break the cow and dare to play a rogue with teacher Zhang.
Zhang Qingqing doesn't drink farewell my concubine soup. I drank a bowl at one go. Shaoya and others also began to push cups for drinks. They even joked to me that brother Yu's soup is a great tonic. You don't have a girlfriend. You'd better take it easy. Don't make it too much. There's no place to vent.
I smiled and said it was all right, and then drank the bowl of soup that Zhang Qingqing had just filled me. After I finished drinking, I aimed at Zhang Qingqing. She blushed, her eyes were shy, and her expression was a little embarrassed. The expression of anger and joy seemed to be saying to me: kill you bastard.
I'm very cheap. Seeing Zhang Qingqing looking at me like this, I took advantage of the people around me, and then watched her lick her lips. It was like saying to her: I'm not afraid to make up the soup again. I have you.
Zhang Qingqing was so angry with my attitude that she blackened her face. She secretly stretched out her hand and twisted me under the table. It hurt so much that I almost cried.
Because Zhang Qingqing, a cousin and teacher, existed in this meal, we ate for less than an hour. After we were full of wine and food, we left respectively. Zhang Qingqing drove her white yinglang home with me.
My father-in-law and mother-in-law are traveling these two days. Only Zhang Qingqing and I are at home. As soon as she got home, she said she was so tired. She changed her high heels into slippers and went to drain water for a bath. Secluded orchid in a deserted Valley, I took a glance at her feet, though the nail was painted with new nail polish on her toes, but not the nail polish color on the beautiful leg photos of the female net friend.
I wondered if the female netizen was really not Zhang Qingqing, but a beautiful woman who looked like a God?
I didn't give up. While Zhang Qingqing was taking a bath, I ran out of the study and looked for it, but I didn't find any clues.
Finally, I was ready to give up. When I was almost sure that the female netizen was not Zhang Qingqing, I went to the living room and suddenly saw two small bags of garbage beside the garbage basket in the corner of the living room. Didn't the last leg photo of the female netizen in my sudden photo tear off her silk stockings, so I immediately went to open a small garbage bag and flipped it. I was surprised to find that there was a broken silk stockings at the bottom of the paper waste, and the style and color were the same as the silk stockings on the female netizen.
Shit, it's really Zhang Qingqing. She's doing something.
I talked with this female netizen who has a pair of beautiful legs like Zhang Qingqing for a while. I answered her a question and she sent me a leg photo. Of course, many of her questions are my private questions. For example, the last question is who is my favorite woman?After I answered definitely that it was my wife, she seemed very happy, and then sent a new leg photo. In the new photo, she changed a new pair of black silk stockings, which is a bit like fun. There are patterns on it. It looks very angry. With her beautiful legs as perfect as her leg model, I feel it in an instant.The female netizen named "kongu Youlan" still needs to ask me a question. I don't want to play anymore. I sent a message to her and said, "don't play anymore. If you play again, you'll get angry."She replied quickly: "then find your wife. Eh, since you have a wife, why are you still a place?"I said awkwardly, "because my wife won't let me touch it.""Ha ha, what a poor boy. I'm giving you some photos to make you look good."After that, she really sent me several leg photos, all taken in black silk stockings, and even the last one she deliberately tore a little silk stockings. The looming silk stockings wrapped the slender beautiful legs and made my throat dry. I said, "shit, I said I wouldn't play anymore. You sent so many photos, trying to lure me and make me feel uncomfortable?"She replied with a proud expression and said, "yes, I just want to make you feel uncomfortable.""Shit, you make me feel bad. I'll give you something to make you feel bad."I'm very childish. The other party makes me feel uncomfortable, so I also want to make the other party feel uncomfortable, so I directly withheld a novel of that kind stored in my mobile phone and sent it to her.Although I have threatened to make each other uncomfortable, women are very curious. This "empty valley orchid" is no exception. They accepted the documents I sent without much hesitation. After about a minute, she may have opened the novel and browsed it in a hurry. Then she expressed several angry and ashamed expressions at one breath, and scolded me that I was a hooligan. How could she send such things to her?I said proudly, "who told you to deliberately make me feel uncomfortable first."At this time, the door of the ward was opened with a click. A pure girl wearing a white printed shirt, blue pencil pants and horsetail appeared at the door. She was holding a bunch of carnations. It turned out that Tang Anning came to visit me."Chen Yu, how are you feeling now?"Tang Anning came to see me once yesterday. Unexpectedly, she came again today."It's OK. The doctor said there would be an examination in the afternoon. If there's nothing serious, you can leave the hospital in advance and have a normal class tomorrow. However, before the injury of your right foot is healed, you will deliberately limp."I buttoned my mobile phone without trace, so as not to let Tang Anning see the photos in the mobile phone chat.I talked with Tang Anning for a while, and then the three guys, shaoya and Da Luo and Xiao Luo, came, and Zheng Zhantao, Prince Tian and Li Hongcheng followed. A group of people crowded in the small ward and talked and laughed around me like the stars and the moon.Before long, Zhang Qingqing came with an LV handbag. I deliberately looked at her dress. It was not the dress worn by the female netizen just now, nor the ol dress she saw her wearing in church in the morning. Instead, I changed a set of Adidas clover casual sportswear, which made me feel a bit more like a beautiful sister next door.I had a little doubt that the mysterious female netizen who just chatted with me might be Zhang Qingqing, but now I see that she is wearing a clover sportswear, which is not right with the dress that the female netizen in the photo is wearing, and Zhang Qingqing is not wearing silk stockings now. Is that kongu Youlan really not Zhang Qingqing? However, Zhang Qingqing was wearing a skirt in the morning. Now why did she suddenly change a set of clover casual clothes?Zhang Qingqing has a faint blush on her pretty face and a faint blush in the depths of her eyes. However, she hides it well, pulls a face and says, "Why are so many people? The doctor wants to come and check Chen Yu's recovery. Let's wait outside first."Li Hongcheng, they know that Zhang Qingqing is my head teacher, and everyone knows that Zhang Qingqing is my "cousin", so they don't think there's anything wrong with Zhang Qingqing as my parents. They go out to the corridor and wait one by one.A male doctor in a white coat came in with a nurse, examined my injuries one by one, especially my right foot, asked me some questions and said: "You are in good health and recover quickly. You can consider leaving the hospital. But after 100 days of injury, the ligaments and muscles of your right foot are seriously injured, so you can't take more vigorous exercise recently."I was impatient to be hospitalized for a long time, so I immediately asked Zhang Qingqing to help me go through the discharge formalities. When they heard that I could be discharged today, a group of people shouted that they would pick me up and go to the hotel for dinner and celebration.I couldn't resist everyone's enthusiasm, so I turned my eyes to Zhang Qingqing's face. Zhang Qingqing couldn't go against everyone's good intentions, so I nodded and said, "then go to the nearby Wuyuan hotel."A group of people went to Wuyuan Hotel and opened an elegant room to sit down. Because I had just been discharged from the hospital, as soon as shaoya came in, he told the ordering manager that he would serve whatever dishes were nourishing to his body. Just let the manager look at the menu.The service in this hotel was very fast. After a while, sweet and sour ribs, stewed pig's hand with yam, steamed yellow croaker and other dishes were brought up. The soup was a soup called "Farewell My Concubine", with red medlar floating on it. I can't see what it came from.However, as long as there is medlar in the soup, it must be tonic soup. Zhang Qingqing stretched out her hand to help me fill a bowl of soup and said to me, "Chen Yu, your body hasn't recovered yet. Drink more soup to tonic your body."I asked the waitress who served the food curiously and said, "farewell my concubine, what material is this dish made of?"The waitress was a little coy and said, "the overlord is a bullwhip, and Bieji is a pigeon. In fact, this is the tonic Soup for stewing pigeons with bullwhip. Didn't you just say what to make up for what on your body, and our manager ordered this soup for you.""Oh -"I nodded when I heard the speech, then pretended to be nothing wrong and filled a bowl of soup for Zhang Qingqing's mother. There were several pieces of meat in it. It was estimated that the White was pigeon meat and the black was cow meat. I handed it to Zhang Qingqing and said, "teacher, you taught our students to work hard and drink a bowl of soup to make up their body."Zhang Qingqing looked at the two pieces of bullwhip meat floating in the soup and immediately understood my prank psychology. She glanced at me with shame and said angrily, "I don't need it. You can fix it yourself."Zhang Qingqing is beautiful, a little cold, and still our teacher, so they are very restrained in front of Zhang Qingqing. When they see that I dare to flirt with Zhang Qingqing, they look at me with a little admiration. They wink at me one by one, as if they are saying: brother Yu, you break the cow and dare to play a rogue with teacher Zhang.Zhang Qingqing doesn't drink farewell my concubine soup. I drank a bowl at one go. Shaoya and others also began to push cups for drinks. They even joked to me that brother Yu's soup is a great tonic. You don't have a girlfriend. You'd better take it easy. Don't make it too much. There's no place to vent.I smiled and said it was all right, and then drank the bowl of soup that Zhang Qingqing had just filled me. After I finished drinking, I aimed at Zhang Qingqing. She blushed, her eyes were shy, and her expression was a little embarrassed. The expression of anger and joy seemed to be saying to me: kill you bastard.I'm very cheap. Seeing Zhang Qingqing looking at me like this, I took advantage of the people around me, and then watched her lick her lips. It was like saying to her: I'm not afraid to make up the soup again. I have you.Zhang Qingqing was so angry with my attitude that she blackened her face. She secretly stretched out her hand and twisted me under the table. It hurt so much that I almost cried.Because Zhang Qingqing, a cousin and teacher, existed in this meal, we ate for less than an hour. After we were full of wine and food, we left respectively. Zhang Qingqing drove her white yinglang home with me.My father-in-law and mother-in-law are traveling these two days. Only Zhang Qingqing and I are at home. As soon as she got home, she said she was so tired. She changed her high heels into slippers and went to drain water for a bath. Secluded orchid in a deserted Valley, I took a glance at her feet, though the nail was painted with new nail polish on her toes, but not the nail polish color on the beautiful leg photos of the female net friend.I wondered if the female netizen was really not Zhang Qingqing, but a beautiful woman who looked like a God?I didn't give up. While Zhang Qingqing was taking a bath, I ran out of the study and looked for it, but I didn't find any clues.Finally, I was ready to give up. When I was almost sure that the female netizen was not Zhang Qingqing, I went to the living room and suddenly saw two small bags of garbage beside the garbage basket in the corner of the living room. Didn't the last leg photo of the female netizen in my sudden photo tear off her silk stockings, so I immediately went to open a small garbage bag and flipped it. I was surprised to find that there was a broken silk stockings at the bottom of the paper waste, and the style and color were the same as the silk stockings on the female netizen.Shit, it's really Zhang Qingqing. She's doing something.
