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The mouth was gradually filled with the smell of blood, but in her ears she heard her lover's murmur of admitting his mistake. Feng Aoran stretched out his hand and punched Mo Yu's shoulder hard, released his mouth and looked at him coldly, with mist in his eyes.

She pulled up a strand of Mo Yu's white hair and asked, "How did you do it?"

"I think what you want." Mo Yu stretched out her hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of Feng Aoran's mouth, and looked at her softly. He finally understood why she insisted on marrying Lin Zhuoer's spiritual position. He also knew why she was the first to marry Lin Zhuoer.

When he saw her for the first time, she had the shadow of Lin Zhuoer on her body. He clearly understood the similarities between the two people. It turned out that she was the woman he could never forget in his heart. It turned out that the two women he loved were actually the same.

It's the same person.

God is really fond of him.

Feng Aoran's whole body softened under Mo Yu's gaze, and there was a trace of blush on his face, but he refused to admit defeat, "Just blow it, you think I want to grow old, I don't believe it."

"Really? Then I'll show you how much I miss you." Mo Yu smiled gently, lowered his head and took the chattering little mouth into his mouth, and the four lips met, as if the whole world had disappeared, and there was no trace of it.

There were only two people left in the space, and there was still the heat between them. Feng Aoran slowly closed his eyes and felt

With the enthusiasm from Mo Yu, Feng Aoran opened her body and mind to accept it. In fact, she has been very lonely these years. She is a woman, and she also has desires. The long-term suppression made her quickly enter the state, and she stretched out her jade arm to hook him.

Mo Yu's neck was not shy and she said: "I miss you, I really miss you."

"I know."

The atmosphere in the room was at its peak. Both of them were very eager, but their movements were very slow. They just hugged and kissed each other. It seemed that both of them were a little afraid, fearing that being too eager would frighten the other.

Mo Yu's trembling hand penetrated Feng Aoran's face, and whispered softly, "Zhuo'er, Zhuo'er."

"Don't call him that name." Feng Aoran bit his tongue and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, my Aoran, Aoran..." Mo Yu kept calling her name in a weird tone. Feng Aoran got goosebumps all over her body when she called her, and she reached out and grabbed something hard.

Suddenly, Mo Yu shouted "Ah~", and Feng Aoran immediately laughed triumphantly, causing Mo Yu's voice to really change the tone and his breathing to become heavier.

"Little fairy." Mo Yu grabbed her hand, put it to his mouth and licked it. Not to mention how seductive it was, Feng Aoran's face turned completely red. Does licking her fingers need to be so embarrassing?

"Are you still eating your fingers at such a big age?" An innocent and cute voice suddenly rang. Feng Aoran turned his head sharply. Unexpectedly, two little guys were already standing next to the two of them, looking at them with indifferent expressions.

The performance of two people, my God, it is going crazy.

Letting go of Mo Yu, Feng Aoran straightened his clothes and asked the two little guys with a blushing face: "What are you two doing here? Didn't I ask you to go to grandpa's place?"

"I just met an uncle. He said that you and the new father are making a baby. I want to see how the new father puts the baby into mother's belly. Mother, you ate me and my brother, and you want to

Are you eating one? Is it delicious?" Qiao Song blinked his big eyes and looked at the two embarrassed adults, quite intent on getting to the bottom of it.

Feng Aoran didn't know how to answer at all, but secretly scolded the guy who told lies in his heart, and tried his best to smile at Qiao Song: "Which uncle told you?"

"It's an uncle wearing white clothes, and there is a beautiful sister standing next to him." It was Fusu who spoke, and his expression was much calmer. Feng Aoran thought that this little boring gourd should be cute, Fusu's next sentence

But Feng Aoran was shocked. "Actually, I don't want any younger siblings. Just eat Qiao Song again."

Qiao Song looked at Fusu, then at Feng Aoran's flat belly, and then at his own body that was getting fatter. He cried loudly, "I don't want to be eaten, I don't want it."

"Mom won't eat you, come to daddy." Mo Yu looked at the two children in a funny way and stretched out his hand. He thought Qiao Song would run over first, but he didn't expect Fu Su.

She ran into his arms first. "Daddy."

"Good boy, can Daddy discuss something with you? Now Daddy wants to talk to your mother, how about you and your brother go out to play?" Mo Yu said like a big bad wolf abducting a little white rabbit, Qiao Songpo said

He muttered in dissatisfaction, "Do you want daddy to eat mommy? No, even though mommy is annoying sometimes, Qiao Song doesn't want daddy to eat mommy."

Mo Yu was also a little helpless. The child was really troublesome. He should have paid more attention if he had known it earlier. He glanced at Feng Aoran, and he felt uncomfortable somewhere. Why didn't these two little babies understand?

What about his suffering?

"Are you really not going to eat my mother?" Qiao Song glanced at Mo Yu worriedly again. Mo Yu nodded solemnly, and then the two children slowly walked away with peace of mind. Watching the two children go out,

Mo Yu immediately bolted the door, and then rushed towards Feng Aoran like a hungry wolf, but Feng Aoran crouched down and dodged his embrace.

"Oh, my sexual interest is gone. I'm going to find Margaret and the others." Feng Aoran spread his hands and wanted to leave. Naturally, Mo Yu would not let her go.

He hugged Feng Aoran into his arms again, and this time Mo Yu penetrated her with a single shot and pulled her naked. He spread her legs with his knees and squeezed little Mo Yu in little by little.

The long-term depression finally turned into a storm. Both of them were seeking some solace in this storm. The long-term longing and pain were physically confirmed, relieved, released, and exploded with a "bang".

It reached its peak with a low groan.

Feng Aoran gasped and leaned on Mo Yu's body, with a strand of Mo Yu's white hair wrapped in his hand, and asked with some distress: "What will you do if I really die?"

Mo Yu held her tighter, as if he was thinking about it, and then said: "Then I will find a few more confidantes and take them with me to burn incense for you every year, so that you can keep my incense burning and my descendants."

Full house."

"Go away - if you dare, I will crawl out and strangle you to death. Even if I die, you will be mine too." Feng Aoran bit his chest in a domineering manner and took out a needle from somewhere.

"I'm going to tattoo my name on you, so you'll be mine forever."

"Okay, just stab it here." Mo Yu agreed and pointed at the position of his heart. Feng Aoran waited for him and gently kissed the place pointed by his finger. "Okay, it's already stabbed in.

Inside the heart."

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