MTL_After Wearing the Book, Did the Hostess Get Me? GL (MTL) ✔️

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After finishing the one-day course, Wei Miao and Liang Qianwei made an appointment to send her to the milk tea shop.

Wei Miao also thought about it these days. Liang Qianwei worked hard in a milk tea shop and didn't earn much money. She might as well go for an internship in her own company. Anyway, she studied finance and had good grades. She did an internship in her own company. I can also ask my brother to pay Liang Qianwei more.

After class in the afternoon, Wei Miao went to Liang Qianwei and her third financial get out of class to find her as usual. The classmates in Liang Qianwei and her class have gradually become accustomed to the appearance of Wei Miao in the past few days. Several posts about Wei Miao and Liang Qianwei are also very popular.

"Weiwei, let's go, I'll take you to the milk tea shop." Wei Miao's eyes lit up when she saw Liang Qianwei coming out of the class, she skillfully carried Liang Qianwei's satchel on her body before going to hold Liang Qianwei's hand.

Liang Qianwei didn't refuse, she watched Wei Miao give her backpack bag with a smile.

Liang Qianwei interspersed her fingers between Wei Miao's fingers, gently shook the hands of the two of them, and moved to Wei Miao's side and said, "Miaomiao, let's take the bus today, okay?" She has not taken a bus with Wei Miao.

Wei Miao tilted his head to look at Liang Qianwei and said, "Okay, you can go wherever you want."

Wei Miao and her school are not far from the milk tea shop where Liang Qianwei works, only a few stops away.

However, when Wei Miao and the others got on the bus, there were no more seats available on the bus. Liang Qianwei found a small place to hold the armrest on the back of the chair, while Wei Miao stood on the outside of Liang Qianwei holding the handle above the ceiling. , Protect Liang Qianwei in front of her.

The two stood facing each other. Wei Miao kept staring at Liang Qianwei's face. The roots of Liang Qianwei's ears slowly turned into a pink and tender color. Wei Miao felt cute, so he subconsciously reached out to touch Liang Qianwei's small ears. Starting with a warm touch, it's pretty easy to touch?

However, Wei Miao didn't touch it twice before Liang Qianwei grabbed the hand that did bad things. Liang Qianwei leaned towards Wei Miao, and said to Wei Miao in a shy voice, "What are you doing? So many people are watching. !"

Wei Miao looked at Liang Qianwei with a smile and lowered her head and said, "Hehe, I couldn't hold back her cute ears when I looked at Weiwei."

Liang Qianwei made a super fierce expression on Wei Miao, but Wei Miao smiled happily.

Just when the two of them were playing, the bus turned and braked sharply. Liang Qianwei couldn't stand herself. She threw herself into Wei Miao's arms. Reluctantly to stabilize herself, Wei Miao quickly grabbed Liang Qianwei's waist.

Before Wei Miao could say anything, he felt that the hand on her lower abdomen was sliding up and down and touching him a few times. When Wei Miao went to see Liang Qianwei, the hand on his lower abdomen had already been removed.

Liang Qianwei looked at herself normally and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wei Miao shook her head and said in her heart that she must be thinking too much, how could Weiwei be so innocent to touch herself for no reason!

"It's okay, be careful, Weiwei, put your arms around my waist, so it's not easy to fall."

Wei Miao put Liang Qianwei's hand holding the armrest of the chair on her waist, which is equivalent to holding Weiwei in his arms, happy!

What Wei Miao didn't know was that Liang Qianwei's face leaning on her shoulder was already red, even the tip of her ears was not spared.

Just now Liang Qianwei didn't know what was going on. She felt very comfortable when she touched Wei Miao's abdominal muscles, so she touched it back and forth a few times. Now I think it's the abdominal muscles that Miaomiao usually trains. Miaomiao should Didn't notice the few touches she just touched, Liang Qianwei buried her head between Wei Miao's shoulder and neck, thinking shyly.