My Goddess is a Cat

Sang Mengmeng’s car is a red Bentley sports car. The interior is obviously custom-made, full of pink and girlish atmosphere. The car is filled with a faint fragrance, which is almost exactly the same as Sang Mengmeng’s body. It smells very good. Comfortable.

"When are you going to learn to drive?" Sang Mengmeng asked, turning his head.

"Sign up for a class?" Tang An thought for a while. Although he is usually used to taking the subway in the city is the most convenient way to travel, but considering that if the place is far away, such as traveling around, it is better to drive by yourself. Convenient, just like the big car Bai Yunxuan drove when I went to Baidao Lake last time, it is convenient for everyone.

"Okay." Sang Mengmeng thought for a while and said, "You won't have much time that weekend."

"No, many driving schools now have very flexible courses." Tang An said, "And you can teach me, and then it will be fine if I pass the exam. I learn things very quickly."

"Yes." Sang Mengmeng said proudly, "You are the best!"

Tang An kissed her pro Sang Mengmeng again, and then felt a little bit. It was really refreshing to be able to kiss his girlfriend freely.

When the car drove to the Sang Family Manor, Tang An was about to lower his head to make Sang Mengmeng pretend that he hadn't brought anyone in, but ran into Sang Musashi's motorcade on the side of the road.

Tang An couldn't pretend to be absent, and felt that he couldn't hide it from Sang Musashi, so he generously put down the car window and greeted Sang Musashi.

"I have something to do when I go out, so stay a while and come to talk to you later." said Sang Musashi.

Tang An and Sang Mengmeng looked at each other, a little helpless, Tang An nodded politely.

Watching Sang Musashi's car leave, Tang An said to Sang Mengmeng, "It seems I can only sit in your room."

Sang Mengmeng said embarrassedly, "It seems to be... but it doesn't matter, we have a chance."

What's the chance? Of course it’s intimacy. When in love, there is anyone who doesn’t like intimacy. Sang Mengmeng also likes it. She knows that Tang An also likes it, so of course she likes it even more. But she didn’t have the courage to stay in Tang’an for the night when she encountered Sang Musashi. .

Tang An and Sang Mengmeng came to her room, and Tang An hugged Sang Mengmeng as soon as they entered the door.

In fact, neither of them is the kind of person who confessed to hold hands on the first day and kissed and went to bed on the second day. They just have a special relationship. The two people who have been together since childhood have an exceptionally natural affection when they grow up.

"What are you doing?" Sang Mengmeng looked at Tang An shyly.

Tang An didn't speak, but lowered his head to kiss Sang Mengmeng's soft lips. This way of facing the person closest to him, the most suitable way to express his affection in his heart, will make people who are new to the taste happy.

Of course Sang Mengmeng likes it too, especially when she slightly opened her mouth to greet Tang An with his tongue sticking in, the feeling of lingering and sorrowful feeling, for a girl, compared to the unknown maximum degree of intimacy, it is more reassuring. Enjoying quietly.

Tang An's hands were wrapped around Sang Mengmeng's waist. When a plump girl had a slender waist that was unbearable to grasp, this feeling was enough to make people forget.

"You are too impatient."

Tang An and Sang Mengmeng were kissing, but they heard Sang Yueye's emotional voice.

Both people were taken aback, especially Sang Mengmeng. Although the person with Tang An can be shy and bold, but this kind of thing is the performance of two people in private, and they are seen by others, especially when they kiss themselves. My sister saw that Sang Mengmeng couldn't take it easy.

Sang Mengmeng hurriedly separated from Tang An, looking at Sang Yueye with blushing face, "Why are you here."

"Nothing, I want to try other styles of clothes. I don't have one in my room, so I will come to you to find it." Sang Yueye glanced at Tang An, and then said to Sang Mengmeng.

Tang An felt a little embarrassed, Sang Yueye was no ordinary sister-in-law.

"Ah, yes, come, I'll take you to find it." Sang Mengmeng immediately became happy. As a cute girl, she has always criticized Sang Yueye's dressing style.

Sang Yueye looked back at Tang An again and said, "Sorry, I interrupted your good deeds."

However, there was something a little sorry about her expression. Tang An was helpless. He wanted to spend a while alone with Sang Mengmeng before Sang Musashi came back. She didn't know that Sang Yueye had come to make trouble.

As the subject of the two major incidents of "drinking **** with himself" and "Dijing Recognizing the Lord", Tang An has no way to tell Sang Yueye what you should leave, I want to have **** with your sister and other assholes. , Tang An still wants to be reserved and face.

"What nonsense." Sang Mengmeng blushed, "We just came back from watching the movie. Let's go and try on our clothes."

"Your sister said to go to the movies together next time." Tang An also said.

"Okay, I choose a movie." Sang Yueye said indifferently, and then went to choose clothes with Sang Mengmeng.

The two girls picked clothes, and Tang An was embarrassed to follow, but Sang Mengmeng insisted on taking Tang An with him, and Sang Yueye didn't object to it.

"What style do you want to try?" A beautiful girl will definitely want a lot of clothes, never too much, as long as she has enough purchasing power, then she will buy a lot.

There is absolutely no shortage of Sang Mengmeng's clothes. There are all kinds of styles, and even some exquisite ethnic minority styles. Of course, in addition to daily modern design clothes, there are also many lo suits, Han clothes, uniforms and so on. of.

There is also a special COS clothing room, but this can be completely ignored. Sang Yueye is not interested in COS at all.

"Whatever." Sang Yueye said, but didn't raise her eyes to look at herself.

"What about this one?" Sang Mengmeng is still very interested.

Most girls have a hobby of dressing up dolls. Of course, this hobby can be derived from creatures such as daughters and sisters. Sang Mengmeng wants to see how Sang Yueye feels after dressing up. You must know that when she exchanged identities with Sang Yueye, Sang Yueye's clothes hadn't changed much. She was in a camouflage uniform at school anyway, and the t-shirt and pants had no holes and metal wind.

Sang Mengmeng took a white dress. There were faint golden flowers and birds on the dress. At first glance, it looked very concise, but when you look carefully, it has a gorgeous feeling, especially the one about ten centimeters below the skirt. The position is hollow, you can imagine that it is very **** when worn on the body.

"I'll try." Sang Yueye quietly glanced at Tang An, whose gaze also fell on this skirt, hesitated and said.

"I'll go out first." Tang An hurriedly retired. There was no small dressing room in Sang Mengmeng's cloakroom with various clothes.

Tang An walked out and waited outside for a while. The door of the cloakroom opened. Tang An walked in expectantly, only to find that Sang Yueye was still wearing her own clothes and did not put on that skirt. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"It's very beautiful, but unfortunately you can't see it, she wouldn't show it to you." Sang Mengmeng said regretfully to Tang An.

In fact, Tang An also wants to see how Sang Yueye wears a skirt... Although she knows that she must be no different from Sang Mengmeng. After all, they are twins, and they have almost the same body and appearance. If you want to know what Sang Yueye looks like in a dress, look at Sang. Mengmeng will do.

The feeling is still different after all, the psychological effect.

Sang Yueye didn't speak, she didn't show it to Tang An for granted.

"Unfortunately, there are no men's clothing here, otherwise I won't show you the change." Tang An joked helplessly.

Sang Yueye just gave him a blank look, "Not rare."

"I suddenly thought of a funny thing." Sang Mengmeng widened her eyes and giggled, "Tang An, you go out, we two will change clothes together, and you will come in later and see if you can tell who our sister is. Who is the younger sister."

Tang An stared, and hurriedly moved his eyes on the faces of Sang Mengmeng and Sang Yueye, hoping to find some differences. Of course there are differences now. Sang Mengmeng has put on makeup and has not removed her makeup, but Sang Yueye has no makeup.

"There must be some traces after removing the makeup, so I will lighten the makeup for Yue Ye." Sang Mengmeng found out what Tang An was doing with pride.

"Bored." Sang Yueye said lightly, but didn't directly refuse.

Tang An has seen Sang Yueye and Sang Mengmeng without makeup, both wearing camouflage uniforms. Apart from looking at their facial expressions and speaking, they can’t tell them apart~www.wuxiaspot.com~Looking at Tang An’s expression, Sang Mengmeng became more interested, and pushed Tang An out of the cloakroom, and exhorted: "No peeking!"

Why would Tang An take a peek if he wants to change clothes? Not to mention having seen both, Tang An thought so, and then wandered around in Sang Mengmeng's room.

From the layout of the room, it can be seen that Sang Mengmeng is a typical beautiful girl. Everywhere is filled with the breath and feeling of a girl. Tang An checked the time. Sang Musashi shouldn’t have come back so soon. He came to the balcony to take a look. The scenery of the Sang Family Manor, returned to the room, only to find that Sang Mengmeng and Sang Yueye hadn't finished it yet.

It is a time-consuming task for girls to put on makeup, not to mention changing their clothes, so that they must be carefully prepared to prevent Tang An from recognizing them.

Tang An was thinking, and wandering around the room for a while. At this time, the door of the cloakroom opened, but no one spoke.

Undoubtedly, this meant that Sang Mengmeng and Sang Yueye were ready, and the reason they didn't say anything was because they were worried about what Tang An could tell from the sound.

Tang An walked in, in fact, he was also curious whether he could tell the difference. To be continued. !