The male god starts with self-discipline

, male god starts from self-discipline

Mo Ning was wearing a preppy French polo little black dress with a milky white bow tie at the neckline. The skirt did not exceed the knees, and her long legs were exposed, which was very eye-catching.

This little black dress is a waist-fitting style, which perfectly outlines Mo Ning's slender waist. She wears small black leather shoes on her feet, and white stockings that reach to her ankles, wrapping her tender white calves.

The length of this skirt is just right, full of girlishness, very flattering temperament, the style of the version is small and sexy, can be salty or sweet.

The black is white, Mo Ning's complexion is very fair, but under the background, it makes the skin white and white. The second uncle, who has been dead for three days, probably can't catch up with this complexion.

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"Don't look at it, aren't you a judge, why don't you comment quickly?!"

Mo Ning saw that he was staring at her, and even reached out to touch her thigh, so she pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

"Cough cough~"

Chen Qiuhe sat upright, and said solemnly: "This little black dress is very suitable for taking pictures, and it looks good on you, but there are still some flaws..."

"What's the flaw?" Mo Ning asked suspiciously.

Chen Qiuhe glanced at her feet, and said in a serious manner: "Your little white socks are too regular, they don't match very well, if you change them into white silk, it will definitely be much better..."

"..."

I feel like you're fooling me... Mo Ning looked suspiciously, and looked down at her little white socks, she thought they looked pretty.

"Is it really ugly, but I don't have white silk?" Mo Ning frowned and whispered.

"Why not?" Chen Qiuhe reminded: "The clothes I bought for you have white silk in them, not only white silk but also black silk, mid-length, calf, knee-high...all of them, I bought them There are quite a few."

"..."

Mo Ning really didn't know, he didn't look at the package carefully, because he was too embarrassed to look through it, and he was so ashamed to wear that kind of clothes on his body.

"Do boys really like girls wearing stockings so much?" Mo Ning asked puzzled.

Of course she could see that Chen Qiuhe said that on purpose, what was wrong with her, she just wanted her to wear silk stockings.

"Okay, I have a showdown." Chen Qiuhe leaned sideways on the sofa cushion, his eyes brightened and said: "I don't know about others, anyway, I like to watch it."

"Baby Ningning, go and change it, it must look good." Chen Qiuhe urged.

Mo Ning was a little embarrassed: "But I've never worn stockings..."

"That's why I have to try it." Chen Qiuhe said with a grin, "How about I help you wear it?!"

"No!" Mo Ning quickly shook her head, asking Chen Qiuhe to help her put on stockings, she would be even more embarrassed.

"Then wait for me for a while." Mo Ning was also a little moved, turned and went into the bedroom.

She scribbled for a while, and then she came out of the bedroom and walked slowly to Chen Qiuhe's side.

Mo Ning glanced at Chen Qiuhe, a little embarrassed, pinching the hem of the skirt with both hands, twisting it endlessly.

Chen Qiuhe's eyes lit up, and sure enough, after putting on white stockings, he felt different immediately.

Because Mo Ning is wearing a little black dress, the overall color is black and needs white embellishments, so white silk is perfect.

It's still above the knee, just covered by the skirt, making people curious about the inner scenery.

"Well, it's beautiful."

Chen Qiuhe was refreshed, sat up straight, reached out and touched Mo Ning's smooth calf, the silk stockings had a good touch, not something that could be compared with cheap ones.

"Ningning, your legs are so slippery~" Chen Qiuhe couldn't put it down, and lifted a corner of the skirt by the way.

Mo Ning covered her face with a red face and refused to let her see. She hurriedly said, "I'm already wearing silk stockings, are you satisfied now? Then I'll go change it?"

"No hurry, there is still a little flaw." Chen Qiuhe took her hand and said with a smile.

Mo Ning let out a huff, and said with pursed lips: "You are so demanding?" "Then tell me, if there are any flaws, you can finish it at once."

Chen Qiuhe said with a faint smile: "The hairstyle is not suitable, this skirt is suitable for braids."

"Huh? You won't let me braid my hair again, will you? You are so strict,

I need to change my clothes to match my hairstyle? "

Although Mo Ning also thinks that this dress is suitable for braiding, it will be more girly and cute, but braiding is very troublesome~

Chen Qiuhe said calmly, "Isn't it just a braid? I'll wash and tie it for you."

"..."

Mo Ning thought she heard it wrong, she looked at Chen Qiuhe in surprise, and asked with a questioning expression: "You know how to braid your hair? Is it true or not?"

"What's so strange about this, except that I don't know how to have children, other problems are not big." Chen Qiuhe said calmly.

In his previous life, he had a girlfriend who liked to braid her hair very much, and he insisted on braiding her hair. With a pampering attitude, he learned this skill through repeated failures.

Mo Ning was amused by what Chen Qiuhe said. She did not deny that Chen Qiuhe had many talents, but braiding was quite a challenge for boys.

"Then you help me braid, I'll get you a comb and a rubber band." Mo Ning was very happy for Chen Qiuhe to help her braid, whether it looked good or not, she was very happy in her heart.

"No, go to your bedroom, you sit in front of your dressing table, and I'll stand behind and tie it for you." Chen Qiuhe stood up, took her hand and walked into the bedroom.

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Although Chen Qiuhe hasn't braided girls for a long time, and his hands are rusty, but his memory is still there, coupled with his strong learning ability, braids can be easily grasped.

Mo Ning sat in front of the makeup mirror, she stared intently at Chen Qiuhe's face from the mirror, watching him seriously braiding her hair, it seemed like that.

Chen Qiuhe skillfully divided the hair into three strands, and braided it neatly and methodically with both hands without any mess.

Soon the two braids were finished, Chen Qiuhe looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction.

"Ningning, what's the matter, is my compilation okay?" Chen Qiuhe said proudly.

Mo Ning looked at herself in the mirror in surprise, with two delicate braids hanging down her shoulders, uu looked so cute while reading a book.

"You are so amazing. You are better than me. It feels like you can make a tutorial."

Mo Ning doesn't often braid braids because it's too troublesome, and her braiding skills are average, not as good as Chen Qiuhe's.

Chen Qiuhe said with a smile: "I told you, there is nothing I can't do."

"You must often braid other girls' hair." Mo Ning suddenly thought of something, and said in a firm tone.

"..."

You're really right, but unfortunately I can't explain it to you.

Chen Qiuhe rolled his eyes, and said: "I have strong hands-on skills, and I often braid my little niece's hair. Practice makes perfect. Besides, I have a strong learning ability, so this is not a problem for me at all."

"Really..." Mo Ning looked suspicious, but she didn't pay attention to these things, she stroked the two braids, feeling extremely happy.

"I love how you braided my hair, I want to take a picture."

Mo Ning stood up from the chair, ready to take a few selfies with her mobile phone as a souvenir.

"Don't worry, I'll take a SLR shot for you later, let me take a good look first." Chen Qiuhe took her hand and walked to the bed, put his arms around her waist and sat on the bed.

"If you like it, I will make it up for you in the future. I know several ways to make it~"

Chen Qiuhe likes her current look very much, the more he looks at it the more he likes it, he can't help but hug Mo Ning on his lap and sit down, resting his hands on her upturned butt...

"Woo~ You want to bully me again!"

Mo Ning buried her head on Chen Qiuhe's shoulder, her face was already flushed, and she said in a coquettish voice like a mosquito.

"It's not bullying, it's obviously loving you."

Chen Qiuhe reached out to hook her chin, raised his head to cover Mo Ning's tender mouth, Mo Ning seemed to be aroused at this moment, and actively responded...

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