"No, I just think your beautiful head needs a headdress, because I can''t imagine what it is, and I think it''s pretty good to be fat."


    "Woo...trash."


    Her face turned red and she clenched her fists against the table, as if she was so angry that she wanted to break her phone.


    I ignored her cursing me, and just kept urging her.


    "Okay, hurry up and show me."


    "You... are you sick?"


    "Maybe, so take off first and then wear it quickly. Haven''t you even done something even more shameful?"


    “Woo…”


    As if my words were pierced, Jasmine let out a low whimper, and then her eyes, which were originally full of anger and personal will, became weak, and she was distracted.


    Finally, she reluctantly reached under the table.


    Crash.


    Maybe it was for the convenience of taking off, she pushed the chair back and stood up.


    One leg bent outward first, freeing the clearly visible pink fatty **** from one side, and then taking off the other as usual. Jasmine took off the fatty slut.


    Finally, she sat back on the chair, as if she was constantly glancing at her phone to confirm her angle.


    "Hurry up, my curry is going to be cooked."


    "Stop talking...I, am I doing this?"


    Jasmine''s cheeks were dyed with flushing. She glared at me hatefully, her fingers trembled, but she still suppressed her anger and shame and put her fat on her head.


    When she finally put the fat slap on her completely, she carefully smoothed the wrinkles on the surface, making her nose hooked to the corners.


    "Woo...you''ll be satisfied!"


    Jasmine''s eyes were wet, as if she was about to collapse. She shouted at me like this. Because of the twitching of facial muscles, her little nose was raised, and she wrinkled the fat fabric again.


    The serious and beautiful girl was actually forced by me to take off her fat man and pull her head. This strange scene really satisfyed my perverted heart.


    Hahahahahahahaha! !


    I was so happy that I almost threw my phone to the ground.


    "You...you will die a bad death!"


    She covered her face in despair and did not forget to curse at me through her phone.


    I was in a good mood and continued to stir the curry beef in the pot.


    "Hehe, Jasmine, you''re really hard."


    "Stop talking nonsense, is there anything else?"


    She kept the fat guy pulling his head and looked at me angrily. It seemed that because she was so angry that she didn''t look away but stared at me directly.


    "Hahaha, it''s all right. I''m super satisfied."