A finger with a nail polish came over.

"Hey, Kitahara Ryosuke, a big man, why is it so stingy?

At the same time, under the steering wheel, the idle left leg was lifted up, "Sister, my sister, my black silk that wearing it for you today, can it look good?"

Kitahara Liang's interface does not change the color: "Your legs have no sister Yingzi."

Urgent! Safe! Car!

The business car stopped the roadside and flickered, and the deputy minister of Nishima opened his eyes, "You! Let's say it again!"

Kitahara Ryosuke spreads hands: "I'm talking about facts."

In fact, the height of Ai Riche was similar to that of Baima Yingzi.

And the legs, the former is winning in the proportions and meat, the latter is crushing the absolute length.

The part that Sister Yingzi is higher is not very accurate on her legs, but it is inseparable from ten.

Hearing the words, Ai Yili said: "Okay, my legs let you touch, do her legs let you touch?"

Kitahara Ryosuke points to himself: "I touch it?"

Nishima Ai: "Yes, touch, touch now!"

Speaking of it, he grabbed Kitahara Ryosuke's hand and put it.

I have on my legs.

The hem of the white coat can still feel silky.

Nishima Aili did not respond.

Kitahara Ryosuke took the white fabric and pressed the flesh's thigh.

Nishima Aili continued to respond.

Then it is----

"Hmm! ..."

That's right, this woman is owed to cleanup!..
Chapter completed!