Thinking of this, An Jing subconsciously wanted to push Feng Haotian away, and said in an unclear voice: "Mr. Feng, don't, don't do this, Mother Chen is still in the kitchen..."
No, not here.
The two of us are still sitting in the living room. We can't be here, we can't.
Mr. Feng?
Mr. Feng again?
Feng Haotian felt inexplicably unhappy when he heard An Jing calling him Mr. Feng. Does this woman really want to draw a clear line with him and call him Feng Xingkuang?
He said angrily: "Don't call me Mr. Feng..."
Jing Jing was slightly startled. Looking at Feng Haotian's rather unhappy expression, she didn't know what made this man unhappy again. She subconsciously asked, "Then what should I call you?"
If not Mr. Feng, what else could you call him?
Haotian?
husband?
Thinking about being called over like this, it was really disgusting, and she couldn't stand it.
"Haotian, from now on you will call me Haotian, and you are not allowed to call me Mr. Feng again, otherwise..."
The desire in those eyes was so obvious, and the implication behind his words was as if he was going to take her right here. An Jing subconsciously pushed his chest, and shouted with some urgency: "
Haotian, Haotian..."
Oh my God, she still has her aunt, will Feng Haotian want her too?
It is entirely possible for a man like him to do something like this. Here, he wants her, so it is better for her to be obedient and not make this man angry.
When Feng Haotian saw this, he smiled with satisfaction, his expression softened, and he said, "You are so good..."
After that, he lowered his head again and kissed her lips. She smelled so good, just like strawberries, sweet, with a strawberry smell. As he kissed her, he couldn't bear to let go.
Chapter 38 Are you a man? (3)
Seeing this man come again, Jing Jing frowned subconsciously, Oh my God, this man, why is he here again?
Jing Jing frowned and stared at the man. Is Mother Chen still outside?
Why is he like a stallion, thinking about this all the time?
As if sensing that she was careless and distracted, Feng Haotian stretched out his hand and directly grasped the plumpness of her chest. He squeezed hard and pinched the tip of her chest.