Seeing that the boss was gone, a handsome and arrogant man came out first and took Feng Wu's arm, blowing ambiguously into her ear: "Shall I drink first? Or just hum..."
A muffled groan sounded, and the arrogant and beautiful man's handsome face twisted. He looked down at the little foot on his foot and moved his eyes upward. When he saw it, the little boy looked at him with a murderous look on his face. His cute face was dark...
Li Ye stepped on his foot hard, folded his hands across his chest and said coldly: "Take off your claws." You dare to eat his mother's tofu! You are looking for death!
"Uh..." The arrogant and beautiful man quickly let go of his hands, because if he didn't let go, his legs would be broken.
Seeing that their companions were pale and sweating profusely, the others did not dare to step forward and retreated collectively. Although this little boy was cute, he seemed to be a master who was not easy to mess with, and his strength was not low!
Feng Wu slapped her forehead. She was wrong! She forgot that her son was a jealous person!
Feng Wu smiled awkwardly at everyone: "What about later..." He knelt down and looked at his son: "Baby, we are here to play, you know?"
Li Ye nodded: "I can't take advantage of you."
How could she explain it? In order to make her son understand! The first step of every attack was painful! She believed it!
Looking at the eight beauties in front of her, Feng Wu pointed at her son and said with a smile: "Your task is to make my son comfortable, ahem..." Why are these words so evil? After thinking about it, Feng Wu explained: "Put
Just make him laugh."
"Sir, you told me earlier, the slaves' little hearts were hurt just now." After having Feng Wu touch his little hand, the young man walked out first.
Li Ye stared: "Huh?"
Um... He approached without fear of death and complained with tears: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
There was a wild discharge of energy, which made Li Ye's fair and tender face even darker.
Phew, Feng Wu looked up at the ceiling. She didn't see anything, she didn't see anything! But her son's expression was really funny. Come on, son! If you want to make a strong attack, you have to be immune to all kinds of temptations! I will definitely train you.
Cheng Diwang attacks! Come on!
The other seven all went to pester their son, but there was only one macho man left. The macho man's bronze skin caught Feng Wu's eyes. She stretched out her hand and poked the macho man's chest: "Tsk...it's quite promising." But this face.
It’s comparable to her son’s stinky face!
"What's your name?" She pinched her arm, the muscular man was the most loving, and she didn't believe she couldn't cure him.
"Uncle, Xiao Xi has a hidden illness, he..." The handsome man pointed at his throat. The meaning could not be clearer. This macho man is mute!
Feng Wu scratched the back of her head awkwardly and said to the muscular man, "I'm sorry."
The macho man paused. Is she saying sorry to herself? Her eyes were looking at the woman who had just reached his chest with some disbelief. Her face without makeup gave people a visual impact, and her body exuded the fragrance of orchid, which was not as difficult as other guests.
I heard, maybe I am overthinking it. How many of the guests who come to this world are good ones?
"Ouch……"
There was a wailing sound in the private room, and Feng Wu turned her head... The corners of her mouth twitched fiercely, and all seven men were pushed to the big bed one by one by their son and lay down.
The design of this private room has a big red bed...a gauze mosquito net...which adds a sense of ambiguity to the room.
But: "Son, you don't want to have a 8p, do you!" He is so young and wants to have a 8p... He is ambitious! He is indeed her son!