Wen Nuan smiled brightly, "It doesn't matter if there are many peach blossoms, they are all rotten peach blossoms."
"Make coffee!" Ye Feimo twitched his eyes and spat out each word coldly.
"No." Nuan Nuan answered simply and turned to go upstairs.
Ye Feimo was extremely angry.
Sleeping at night was another big problem. Wen Nuan wore the most conservative pajamas and slept in the corner. Ye Feimo came out of the bathroom with his chest open, revealing his strong and toned chest. There were a few drops of water condensing on his chest. There was a saying
His sexy appearance is unmistakable. His silhouette is already incomparably handsome, like the most exquisite work of art. In this hazy and ambiguous light, it is even more mysterious, elegant and seductive. He is a man who is indulging in lust, but he has sex.
He has an ascetic face, and when he puts on his uniform, both men and women have a desire to knock him down.
Ye Feimo is so sexy like this.
Nuan Nuan glanced at him and felt like a deer. Ye Feimo was really a handsome man with a 360° angle. She always had a good look. It was really a challenge to live in the same room with such a man.
Bah, bah, bah, warm, wake up, don't be obsessed with sex, you can't afford this kind of man, you can't afford to offend him, don't ask for trouble.
Ye Feimo saw her turning away in panic, raising the corners of her lips. Wen Wen was indeed smart, but she was a little girl after all, and her thoughts in this regard were like a blank sheet of paper. He could see what she was thinking at a glance.
He had to admit that her obsessed look just now made him feel proud for a moment.
Beautiful men still have advantages, especially if they are nymphomaniacs who judge people based on their appearance.
He wasn't interested in her at first, but her gaze made his belly burn like fire. He couldn't believe that there was a woman who could make him horny with just one look. He had never felt like this before.
Ye Feimo opened the quilt and went to bed, pulled her over and held her in his arms.
Wen Nuan was shocked, her face became hot, Ye Feimo had started to peel off her clothes, Wen Wen struggled, his hands pressed against Ye Feimo's chest, his face looked cold and dark under the dim light, and there was a kind of blazing flame.
