The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"I'm here to play ball with Xiaohu, not to play with beautiful women, I don't need to dress like that." In fact, she really wants to wear beautiful swimsuits like beautiful women, but she is not yet 16 years old. , The chest has not yet developed well, not suitable for wearing this kind of figure swimsuit.

"That's good." Ouyang Shaochen's face eased a little, and he looked at Murong Xue carefully. I saw that she was wearing a sky-blue chiffon dress with a long skirt and knees, exposing a pair of bright legs and a bunch of waists. , It seems that her posture is more and more exquisite: "You look very beautiful in this skirt."

This skirt was bought according to her current figure, of course it is beautiful!

Murong Xue was sullen in his heart, but there was a slight smile on his face: "It's fun on the beach, let's go to the beach."

Without waiting for Ouyang Shaochen to speak, Murong Xue had grabbed his arm and dragged him to the soft beach.

On the beach, the beautiful women playing volleyball saw Ouyang Shaochen who walked gracefully and stopped their movements. They looked at him instantaneously, and their hearts fluttered with hearts: ah ah, so handsome.

My lover appeared in my dream ...

Male god, male god, look at me, look at me ...

Ouyang Shaochen had a faint expression, ignoring the scorching eyes of the beauties, and squinted forward as Murongxue strode forward, not wanting, Murongxue dragged him away while pointing at a person not far away with interest Beauty said: "Look, look ... Isn't the pink swimsuit worn by that beauty beautiful?"

Ouyang Shaochenjun's beauty was slightly gloomy, without looking at the swimsuit, and said coldly: "Not beautiful."

"Then ... what about that water-green one?" Murong Xue pointed to another beauty.

"Not beautiful!" Shaochen Ouyang's voice was cold, and Murong Xue, immersed in his own thoughts, didn't hear it. He continued to point at a beautiful woman and said, "What about that rouge?"

"Not even more beautiful." Ouyang Shaochen suddenly raised her voice. The anger contained in the voice surprised Murong Xue, and looked at Ouyang Shaochen in a puzzled way: "What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me? I still want to ask what's wrong with you?" Ouyang Shaochen looked gloomy and looked at Murong Xuedao: "Did you pull me to the beach to show me these so-called beautiful women who barely wear clothes?"

"Of course not." Murong Xue shook his head: "I took you to the beach, one to play with the little fox, and the other is to let you help me see which swimsuit is the most beautiful!" She also has a swimming pool at home. It ’s not easy to get a figure in front of everyone, but you can swim in your own swimming pool in a bathing suit.

"Really? But looking at the bathing suits, it depends on the beautiful women who are exposed." Ouyang Shaochen said whispered, the sound of teeth clenched in his voice.

Seeing beautiful women depends on beautiful women. As Ouyang Shaochen's wife, she is not jealous. Why did Ouyang Shaochen react so much?

Murongxue was sullied, looking at Ouyang Shaochen's increasingly gloomy face. She didn't say anything after all: "I was on a whim and neglected ... You don't want to see the swimsuit, let's stop watching, walk around, we Go play ball with the little fox ... "Murong Xue unnaturally laughed a few times and pulled Ouyang Shaochen towards the sea.

The blue sea was endless, the breeze was blowing, and the sea surface rippled.

Murongxue took out a small white ball with colorful patterns on it and threw it at the little fox: "Little fox, then."

"Aoao." Okay!

The little fox screamed excitedly and jumped to catch the small ball. The furry little paws patted left and right on the small ball curiously. The small ball rolled straight on the sand and rolled over. Rolling over and over, Xiaohu looked fun, suddenly slammed his paw hard, and snapped the small round ball to Murong Xue ...

Murong Xue smiled and smiled, then waved his hand, and shot the flying small ball towards Xiaohu again ...