novelaction Chapter 444 Purple sister?
Chapter 444 Purple sister?
After finishing the cigarette in his hand, Zhang Lang hugged Haitang, who was drowsy after being slapped by him, and prepared to go to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash up.
The main purpose is to rinse the tobacco taste from my mouth and the heather taste from Haitang's mouth.
The warm water made the peony tattoo on Haitang's chest look more delicate, charming and sexy.
The flower is not big, but the position of the pattern is very meaningful.
Among the women around Zhang Lang, Haitang is the only one with tattoos. She is a high-class little gangster, but still a little gangster after all. At this time when head-changing technology is not very advanced, she relies on her natural beauty that others cannot surpass.
Her hot body and stunning looks make others ignore her identity as the club's eldest daughter.
Zhang Lang couldn't help but use his finger to dip some saliva and poke the tattoo on Haitang's chest. Why is it a little faded? Is this a tattoo sticker?
Haitang coquettishly slapped Zhang Lang's hand away. How could she possibly rub off the tattoo she had spent so much money on with saliva?
"If you keep rubbing, black mud will come out!"
"It turns out it's fake. How can you, a grown-up lady, lie to others?" The sexy bonus point suddenly became dull.
"It's just a fake to fool people. Do you think I'm sexy and charming in a red dress with this peony flower?"
"I don't agree with that. I still think what Xu said is right. Purple is more charming."
Haitang was obviously unconvinced. Red is better with peony flowers. "Who is the classmate Xu you are talking about?"
"A superfluous sister, no, why should I explain this to you, hurry up and finish washing..."
"What's wrong with you and your sister? Are you confused about what the problem is? From your expressionless words, I know your explanation is meaningless."
Zhang Lang: "Why do you smell so much like Song?"
Haitang snorted charmingly: "You'd better say sister."
"What level? Let me explain it to you. If you ask again, you will seem redundant."
Haitang's little mouth was chattering silently, her head was shaking from side to side, and her eyes were closed.
"Okay, I'll give you a purple scarf tomorrow."
"Oh, so I'm Sister Purple." No matter what they say or how mysterious Zhang Lang is, in terms of the official age in this world, Haitang is only a few years older than him. As the two of them have been together for a long time, Haitang has become more and more bold and has regained her nature as the eldest lady of the East Lake Gang. Of course, if you ignore her face that is as red as a peony tattoo, then Zhang Lang might really be pinned against the wall by her in the bathroom.
Zhang Lang stuffed the toothbrush into Haitang's mouth: "Brush your teeth."
Haitang was caught off guard, and her tongue was irritated by the Western toothpaste. She subconsciously took a step back, but her step was too big and pulled the wound.
Zhang Lang supported Haitang with his hand, saw her frowning slightly and pouting, then he let go of her hand and went to rinse under the shower, rinsing his mouth and brushing his teeth at the same time. His main purpose was to be efficient, fast and save water.
Haitang, who had been traveling around the world since childhood, was extremely receptive and not shy at all. She brushed her teeth openly and waited for Zhang Lang to finish washing and then moved under the shower like a duck to wash her body.
"You walk like a duck. You will definitely get rich this year." Zhang Lang, who had already gone out, had his teasing voice accurately transmitted into the bathroom from outside.
The sound is not loud, but the damage is great.
Haitang smoothed her short hair that was wet by the water. They used to have a relationship where both of them got what they needed from each other, but how could they get along in the future? If they wanted to use each other, it would definitely be impossible with Zhang Lang's overbearing personality.
"Qiu Xiaochi, how are you going to deal with this?" Haitang felt that it was most appropriate to ask this question at this time. When a man is in a state of Buddhist meditation, he will not consider any problem too carefully.