Female professor's daily boyfriend

Chapter 440 Do You Like My Sister?
"Why did you agree so quickly? In fact, if you still don't agree, my sister will reward you one more time after thinking about it." Mu Yao said with a smile, and her slender feet rubbed against Ji Mo's body again. rub.

At the end of the season: "..." Don't think that I will believe the nonsense of you, a female goblin.

"Satisfied people are always happy. It's good twice. I'm already very satisfied." The classmate at the end of the season said duplicity.

"You are quite good at comforting yourself, little monk." Mu Yao joked with a smile.

Season End: "..."

"If you talk like this, other children won't like you." Ji Mo said seriously.

"Then don't you like my sister?"

"I'm not another kid, I'm your boyfriend." Ji Mo gently squeezed the slippery jade feet in his hands, and said solemnly.

He is a professional at flirting with girlfriends.

"You're pretty good at it, little monk." Mu Yao said softly, with a deep smile flowing in her eyes, obviously very happy to be teased by her little man.

"Hey..." Ji Mo smiled proudly twice.

Without these two tricks, how dare you eat swan meat.

"Okay, let's drive first, boyfriend, if you don't leave, your father-in-law and mother-in-law will turn around and come back to you in a while." Mu Yao was talking, ready to take back the jade feet on Ji Mo's lap.

But as soon as he lifted his foot, Ji Mo's big hand pressed it back again.

"What are you doing, little monk?"

Ji Mo raised his head and glanced at Mu Yao, pretending to be very casual and said: "Just put it here, it doesn't hinder anything."

At the end of the season, he held Mu Yao's jade feet tightly with his big hands, and there was no reason to spit out the fat in his mouth.

"Why, I like my sister's feet." Mu Yao looked at the pretending Ji Mo, moved her jade feet, and gently rubbed against Ji Mo's big hands.

"I don't like it." He said without hesitation at the end of the season.

He is a serious person, how could he have such a special hobby.

"Since you don't like it, why don't you let my sister take her feet back." Mu Yao gently hooked her toes, and scratched Ji Mo's inner thigh gently.

"That... I still like it a little bit." At the end of Ji, he felt an impulse rise from the bottom of his heart in an instant. This little fairy is really good at it, and his heart is itchy when he scratches it.

"Just a little bit, little monk." Mu Yao's magnetic voice carried a hint of temptation.

"Actually... I really like it too." At the end of the quarter, the classmate couldn't bear it anymore and told the truth.

"Then you are quite perverted, little monk."

Season End: "..."

"How can I be called a pervert? I'm looking for beautiful things. Who told you that your feet are so beautiful." At the end of the season, he said emphatically.

It's not important to look good, the important thing is to wear black silk, and it's not important to wear black silk, the most important thing is that she can still rub around.

This is very difficult to stand up to.

"The little monk is pretty good at talking. Since you like it so much, then my sister will give you the other one too."

As Mu Yao spoke, she raised her other leg and stretched it towards Ji Mo, and then put the other jade foot wrapped in black stockings on Ji Mo's thigh.

"Does it look good, little monk?"

"It looks good." Ji Mo nodded and said very honestly.

"Do you like it?" Mu Yao asked again.

"I like it." Ji Mo nodded again

"Then drive first, okay?" Mu Yao once again reminded the little man who was addicted to his beautiful feet and couldn't extricate himself.

Although she was quite happy with her crush on the little man, if she didn't remind her, the car wouldn't be able to get out of the parking lot tonight just relying on the little man's self-consciousness.

"Oh, good." Ji Mo reluctantly let go of his jade feet, quickly started the car, and drove out of the parking lot.

Half an hour later, the classmate at the end of the quarter was very lucky to get stuck in the middle of the road.

Why do I say lucky? It's because other people are stuck in traffic and can only sit in a daze in the cab, or listen to music or something.

Have you seen it? Haven't seen it. Let me meet you today.

It is estimated that the life that may be beaten cannot take care of itself.

At this time, Ji Mo was holding the steering wheel with one hand, and playing with Professor Mu's black silk feet with the other.

Listening to the little music in my ear, humming a little song, looking at the motionless car in front of me, I don't feel panic at all, I just want to stop for a while.

No wonder people say on the Internet that they drive a Ferrari with one hand and a Lamborghini with one hand. That's what it means.

learned.

"You're very happy, little monk." Mu Yao turned her head to look at the little man with a happy face and joyful hands, and joked aloud.

"It's okay." Ji Mo slightly restrained the smug smile on his face, turned his head and said to Mu Yao.

"Then give me a pinch of my sister's feet, okay?" Mu Yao moved her jade feet, and gently rubbed them against Ji Mo's warm palms.

"Okay, sister queen." Ji Mo agreed very happily.

Then he pressed the handbrake button, put down his other hand on the steering wheel, and served Professor Mu with both hands.

It is true that he didn't think carefully about this wave, how can he patronize himself and enjoy it, but also make sister Mu comfortable.

At the same time, what happened in the Land Rover happened to be inadvertently watched by a young lady in the Tiggo next door.

The young lady glanced enviously, then turned her head to look at her husband who was sitting next to him in the driver's seat, puffing out clouds and quietly scrolling through short videos of beautiful women.

In an instant, a surge of anger rushed into my heart, and he reprimanded loudly: "Look at him, he knows how to press his wife's foot even in traffic jams, and look at you, either smoking or playing with mobile phones, what else can you do?"

The man was so frightened by his wife's sudden roar of the Hedong lion that he trembled and almost died on the spot.

After calming down his violently beating heart, the man put away his phone calmly, turned his head and looked at his wife with a bitter face, and said pitifully, "What's wrong, wife."

Because he was more focused on watching the beautiful young lady, he only heard the roar of his own tigress, but didn't understand the content of the roar.

"What's the matter, I just know how to yell here and see how people treat my daughter-in-law." The young lady pointed to Ji Mo in the car next to her, and said angrily.

The man glanced in the direction his wife was pointing at, and then froze for a moment...

There are such beautiful women in the world.

Then there was a look of regret in his eyes.

It's a pity that it was inserted into cow dung.

"What are you looking at, quickly throw away the cigarette for my old lady, it will kill me." The young lady said angrily.

It's okay to look at the phone, but now it looks like a real person, this courage is getting fatter.

"Oh." The man agreed blankly, looked away reluctantly, and then threw the cigarette he had just smoked into the ashtray with some distress.

The young lady glanced at Ji Mo, who was rubbing her girlfriend's feet seriously, and then at the motionless convoy ahead.

He bent down, took off his shoes without hesitation, then turned around and stretched his feet towards the driver.

"Daughter-in-law, this is..."

"What is it? Hurry up and press me. I've been walking for a day and I'm exhausted." The young lady put her foot on her husband's thigh and said angrily.

Man: "..." How could such a good thing be a disaster.

The man lowered his head and looked at his fat feet wearing cotton socks on his thighs, and an unusually fresh smell came to his nostrils...

Holding her breath, she turned her head and said to her wife in a gentle tone: "Daughter-in-law, I'm still driving, why don't I press it for you when I get home, okay?"

"It's good, everyone can press it, but you can't, hurry up." The young lady stretched out her foot and kicked her husband, and directly moved the man's buttocks several centimeters to the side, which is true. strength.

Man: "..." Can this be the same? Others enjoy it, but he suffers.

As long as his wife is half as good-looking as a young lady, no, he will be satisfied with a quarter.

The figure can also be a quarter of the slenderness of a young lady, and the taste on this foot can be a little bit smaller.

Not to mention letting him press his feet, even letting him taste the taste, he would be happy.

But now the fat big feet don't even have silk stockings, coupled with such a refreshing smell, it's really hard for him to do it.

"What are you thinking, press it quickly." The young lady kicked her husband again and said impatiently.

Man: "..." I want to die.

"Don't kick your wife, I can't do it, if you kick again, I will go out." The man turned his head and said to his wife very aggrieved.

"You'll be kicked to death. You're either smoking or watching beautiful women with your mobile phone." The young lady kicked her hard again and scolded angrily.

The man naturally moved a few centimeters to the side.

"Daughter-in-law, how do you know that I'm looking at beautiful women?" The man turned his head and asked his wife with some doubts.

Just now he turned off the sound and adjusted his position. His wife must not be able to see the screen of his mobile phone.

"With your obscene expression, I don't need to look to know what you are doing." The young lady glanced at her husband and said disdainfully.

Man: "..." It seems that I have to pay attention to facial expressions next time.

"Come on, what are you dawdling about?" The young lady kicked hard again, urging.

Man: "..." If you kick the pelvis again, it will break.

"Press, press now, wife." The man said quickly, stretching out his hand and pressing the car window.

Then he put his hands on his wife's slender and chubby feet exuding a tangy fragrance, with an expression on his face that he was about to die heroically.

"Why are you driving the window?"

"That... I'm a little hot, cool off."

Such a smell on the top may be poisoned if left for a while.

"Did you lose your mind when you look at beautiful women? You open the window with the warm air in the car, and quickly close the window for my mother." The young lady kicked again, and the man successfully stuck to the car door.

Thanks to the better quality of the door, otherwise he might have to go out and reflect on it.

man:"……"

"Oh." With tears in his eyes, the man stretched out his hand and closed the car window silently.

Holding the steamed bread in my hand, the tears couldn't stop flowing~

"Keep pressing." The little sister kicked again.

"Oh." The man held his breath, stretched out his hand with difficulty, and continued to press it.

"Easy, let's see how other people press it." The young lady said angrily, is this a massage? Is it treating bruises?

"Oh." The man was very obedient and lightened his strength, then subconsciously raised his head and looked at the end of the season in the Land Rover next to him.

At the end of the season, he turned his head and glanced at the man, the two men looked at each other, and their eyes communicated silently in the air, and the two fellow-men instantly understood each other's mood.

End of season: take care.

Man: Eyes glow green.

What a wicked thing, if you want to press your feet, won't you go home and press them? What kind of show off in the public, let Lao Tzu suffer this kind of innocent disaster for no reason.

Ji Mo turned her head silently, trying not to let herself laugh out loud.

Ten minutes later, the traffic flow finally resumed, Ji Mo reluctantly let go of the black silk feet in his hands, and started the car again.

The man in the car next to him let go of his slender feet with lingering fear, and started the car as well.

But it was over, and his head was almost fuzzy.

Half a minute later, while driving the car, the man said to his wife beside him, "Wife, put your feet back."

"Why, you can't let it go." The young lady said angrily.

"No, that's OK, but I'm driving a car. You're affecting me a bit."

"It doesn't affect others, but it affects you when you come here. Do you despise my old lady." The young lady said fiercely.

Man: "..." They don't have such a refreshing taste.

"No...no, why would I dislike you, daughter-in-law, you can leave it here for as long as you want." The man said with a sincere face, his tone full of desire to survive.

"You're smart." The young lady held her breath and retracted her feet.

Then he quickly put on his shoes, and silently opened the car window, but the old lady was fumigated.

Let's see if you still dare to look at beautiful women indiscriminately in the future.

But next time I have to change the method. It's a bit uncomfortable to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

"Daughter-in-law, why did you open the car window?" The man felt the whistling wind from the side, turned his head and glanced, and said to his wife in surprise.

"I'm hot, can't you cool off?"

man:"……"

"Okay, why not." The man said flatteringly, and then silently opened the car window next to him.

Finally, I can breathe two mouthfuls of normal air. It feels so good to be alive.

"Why do you drive the window? You want to freeze me to death. Close it for my mother."

Man: "..." Why is it so difficult to be a man.

Then he glanced at the big Land Rover next to him.

It's the same tiger, why is there such a big difference?

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