Chapter 136 The beauty of Master Liang's wrestling!
"I didn't promise him. I found a reason to refuse." Pan Youdu's next words made Liang's official feel relieved. To be honest, Pan Youdu's daughter, and Liang's official people also feel good, and now he is only 15 years old. If he is only 30 years old like this, he will marry Fu Kang'an, who has married more than ten aunts. Liang's officials feel that it's not worth it for Pan Youdu.
"To be honest, today, I, Lao Liang, think you are worth it. I don't have that kind of friend when I treat my own children as a person." Liang Yuanxia sucked her nose and gave Pan Youdu a thumbs up. Jianghu Xi's surname suddenly broke out again.
"However, now, for the sake of my daughter, my little brother, come to beg Brother Yuanxia..." Pan Youdu couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard Liang Yuanxia's words, drank all the glass of wine in front of him, and whispered to Liang Yuanxia in a low voice.
Gun Liang's eyes turned around several times, and his heart suddenly lit up. I said, can't this guy use my son as a shield?
Thinking of this, the official Liang did not have a trace of annoyance of being used. Instead, there was a burst of ecstasy. Marshal Fu, Marshal Fu, you are really my son's lucky star. Official Liang couldn't wait to burn three columns of incense to offer Fu Kang'an's card and bow three times.
"Brother, just say, as long as my Liang family can do it, I will definitely help!" The official Liang's chest patted loudly... It was quiet and particularly quiet. Except for the footsteps of the two, there was no other sound. Even the sound of the wind brushing the flowers and plants in the garden was particularly soft.
Liang Pengfei followed Pan Bingjie and was a little confused. When he met this little girl, he either pestered himself to tell a hero story or talked about art. The whole hot-blooded literary and artistic young woman seemed to have taken dumb medicine today. Liang Pengfei found several topics, but Pan Bingjie seemed to be spiritless. After a few perfunctory words, Liang Pengfei was really a little blind. However, it seemed that she also saw that Miss Pan seemed to have something on her mind, so Liang Pengfei was very considerate and did not squeak again. He just slowly walked in the garden with Pan Bingjie's footsteps. By the way, he could also appreciate her slender waist and the swaying. The posture.
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"Brother Pengfei..." Just as Liang Pengfei stared at Miss Pan's boneless waist and the round buttocks that shook out of the beautiful arc because of the walk, Pan Bingjie suddenly stopped and looked back and called Liang Pengfei.
How did Liang Pengfei expect that Pan Bingjie would suddenly stop and turn around? The habitual surname of the step made him raise his legs again, but Miss Pan was less than a step away from him. Unprepared, Liang Pengfei lost the control of the center of gravity and suddenly bumped into Pan Bingjie. Miss Pan, who was full of heart, did not expect? As soon as he turned around, he saw Liang Peng flying like he was rushing over. He couldn't help staring at the black apricot eyes, and the cherry's little mouth also turned into an O-shaped. Then he felt black in front of him, and his forehead felt dizzy, as if he had been hit by a running bull.
Liang Pengfei put on his toes and tried his best to avoid colliding with Pan Bingjie. He didn't want this little girl to stand in a daze. Unexpectedly, she didn't even know how to dodge. He bumped into a piece. Liang Pengfei could no longer maintain his balance, but if he made such a big size overwhelm Pan Bingjie in the stone shop. On the path, Liang Pengfei really couldn't do it. He simply reached out and wrapped it, hooked Pan Bingjie's slender waist, protected Pan Toujie in his arms, and hit the ground heavily.
"Ah! I said..." Master Liang felt that his two buttocks were pushed into eight petals by stones, and his back was like countless iron fists at the same time, which made him scream in pain.
This scream finally made Pan Bingjie wake up. Seeing that he was tightly wrapped around his slender waist by Liang Pengfei's big hand and protected his chest, Liang Pengfei lay down on the stone path and squeaked his teeth. He didn't understand what had happened, and suddenly tightened Liang Pengfei's skirt nervously. Brother Pengfei, are you all right?
The pain is certain, but it is not as exaggerated as Liang Pengfei's screaming. Except for the pain that the old hooligan just hit the ground, the feeling behind him was all attracted by the beautiful woman in his arms. The exaggerated and plump roundness was squeezed on Liang Pengfei's chest at this moment. The warm and soft feeling made Liang Pengfei feel a chest. Shushu, adhering to the old hooligan's eyes, which should not be occupied by the white, turned around, and the face, which had gradually returned to normal, was twisted as if someone had been thrown on the nail board and tortured.
"It's okay, oh, it's just a backache, don't move, don't move, I'll hurt more when you move, my waist..." The grinning cry scared Miss Pan to dare not move at all, afraid that her behavior would really hurt Liang Pengfei.
Liang Pengfei's hand was still on her slender and soft waist. I don't know whether it was because she was anxious or frightened. The pink blush reflected her pretty face, her red lips were slightly pouting, and her watery eyes were as clear as the flowing water in the valley, and the two plump masses squeezed on Liang Pengfei's chest. The crisp feeling brought by the crispness made the saliva in Liang Pengfei's mouth almost burst and choked himself to death.
"Does it still hurt?" The long eyelashes trembled rapidly, the big watery eyes, the raised cherry lips, and the pink pretty face looked distressing.
"It's much better." Liang Pengfei still grinned and moaned from time to time, making Miss Pan's heart full of guilt. Sorry, I didn't mean it."
"Well, I know that a beautiful girl like you will definitely not have any bad intentions." Liang Pengfei's mouth was full of hypocritical flattery. He had seen a lot of poisonous beauties like snakes and scorpions in later generations.
Hearing Liang Pengfei's praise, Pan Bingjie couldn't help smiling sweetly. Her cherry lips were squeezed, and her cheeks showed two lovely dimples, which looked so delicate and naive. The sun tilted down from the sky, and Liang Pengfei could see Pan Bingjie's pretty face like a faint golden halo, soft and holy.
Perhaps it was to maintain a posture that made Pan Bingjie feel a little numb, and she couldn't help twisting subconsciously. Liang Pengfei's eyes suddenly stared at the bull's eyes. Pan Bingjie was so scared that she quickly fell on Liang Pengfei's body and didn't dare to move. What's the matter? Does it hurt you?"
Liang Pengfei felt that Pan Bingjie's round and straight thighs were actually crossed between his legs. That feeling made Master Liang, a pervert, almost turn into a beast and close his eyes. He imagined that the red pink, that is, the skeleton, the skeleton, was red pink. He pressed down the idea and pulled the corners of his mouth in a far-fetched way: "Nothing."
"Is it really nothing?" Pan Bingjie asked again. Seeing that Liang Pengfei nodded his head again, she was relieved. At this time, she felt that her thighs were against something.
"Oh, Brother Pengfei, you said it's nothing. Your bottom is swollen." Pan Bingjie took her thighs and gently stroked them again, and strengthened her judgment more and more.
How did Pan Bingjie, a pure and naive little girl, know that her action made Liang Pengfei, an old hooligan, take a few cold breaths. My little aunt, don't move, okay? If you continue to move, I will really commit a crime.
"Crime? What crime did you commit? Miss Pan's face, as pure as an angel who had never been stained with the dust of the earth, was full of confusion and doubts. He almost fainted Liang Pengfei, an old hooligan.
"Well, Brother Pengfei, can I get up? After pressing for so long, I'm afraid that you will be numb." Miss Pan exhaled like an orchid, making Liang Pengfei smell into the tip of his nose, as sweet as mellow wine.
Liang Pengfei was also afraid that if someone else appeared at this time. When he saw this scene, if it reached Pan Youdu's ears, he might not know that the boss Pan picked up the big blade to find his life, and greedily sucked a few mouthfuls of the fragrance from Pan Bingjie's body, and then reluctantly opened his hand.
However, when the old hooligan let go, he deliberately slid his hand down and brushed the round buttocks. The feeling, like an electric current, penetrated into Liang Pengfei's brain from his fingertips and hit a happy chill.
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Miss Pan, who is full of blush, has stood up and extended a helping hand to help Liang Pengfei, which moved Liang Pengfei fiercely. Well, this little girl is really kind-hearted. At least let Liang Pengfei completely forget the unrulyness of Miss Pan when he first met him.
Liang Pengfei patted the dust on the gown and walked into the pavilion in the garden with Pan Bingjie. Pan Bingjie's face was still pink, and her eyes were floating around like water. Brother Pengfei, there is something I want to ask you.
"Well, you can ask." Liang Pengfei cheered up and nodded and smiled at Pan Bingjie.
"Yesterday, I heard my father say that you won another big victory, and the whole Guangzhou was a sensation. I originally wanted to go to the dock, but unfortunately my father didn't allow me to go." Speaking of this, Miss Pan still pouted.
Liang Pengfei was happy to know that the little girl worshipped him: "Your father is for your good, and it's really not good to see the crowded people on the dock." Liang Pengfei waved his hand and said.
Pan Bingjie's big watery eyes aimed straight at Liang Pengfei's body. The eyes were not only joy, worship, but also a trace of admiration, which made Master Liang quickly dress up as a mature and heroic image to be handsome.
"Actually... In fact, what I want to ask is, Brother Pengfei, do you like me?" Pan Bingjie suddenly asked such a sentence at this time. After asking, she blushed like a rag that had just wiped the rouge. Her lowered chin was almost against her full and plump chest. She hung a white handkerchief in her hands, and her shy eyes were as if they could drip water at any time.
Hearing this, Master Liang, who was maintaining his handsome image, almost fell to the ground from the stone stool. His mouth grinned like a hippo squatting in the dentist and preparing to do it, and his eyes stared like the patient with severe hyperthyroidism. What?!"
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(to be continued)