Leng Haotian’s first feeling was: Fortunately, the Leng family finally had a backbone, and Xiaobao was finally their eldest son.
Feng Linxue thought more, and she looked at Luo Qingxue: "Your marriage problem..."
"It's solved!" Leng Yunting put Luo Xiaobao in Leng Haotian's arms with great enthusiasm, then squatted and picked up Luo Qingxue: "Dad, mom, please help me see Xiaobao--
Yes, no one is allowed to bother me!"
"Hey!" Luo Qingxue beat his shoulder in his arms, and her face turned red suddenly: "Yun Ting!"
"Be good, keep some strength." God knows how busy he has been in recent times. He flies around to handle official business, so busy that he can't touch the ground, just to squeeze out a month to accompany her honeymoon.
In his mind, there seemed to be no option that Luo Qingxue rejected him.
When Luo Qingxue heard him say this, her face turned even more terrible. Fortunately, Leng Yunting's speed was comparable to a rocket. He rushed up and soon arrived at his room.
He kicked open the door, carried her to the bed, rushed to the door quickly, closed the door, and locked it.
When she returned to the bedside, Luo Qingxue had already sat up. She frowned: "I really want to have not agreed to marry you yet, right?"
But he advocated it everywhere.
"Then why don't you agree?" He relaxed his tie enthusiastically.
"Xiaobao said that there were strawberry marks on your shirt, and I also smelled of perfume on you." She hesitated for a moment, and explained the reason.
"This." Leng Yunting smiled, "I admit that I did have social engagements, and it was recently. The strawberry scars should have been stained at that time. As for the perfume smell, I changed to an assistant, and it was thirty.
An eight-year-old woman, she likes to use Chanel No. 5 the most.”
"Also, even if my marriage with Lin Yuchen is invalid, he and I..."
Leng Yunting unbuttoned his shirt: "Don't worry, I've already negotiated with him."
"Have you agreed?" Luo Qingxue was very surprised.
Before he took off his pants, he couldn't help but lean over and unzip the dress: "Well, don't worry, since I said that we are one, I will pay the debt you owe."
"What are Qin Xian and Miss Ling?"
"Yinuo and Qin Xian escaped their marriage. I am a man and I don't know what kind of rings you women like. So I asked her for help. As for Qingxue, he is a designer. Your wedding dress is designed by him. I
I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you and Xiaobao to come over." He quickly took off his trousers, "What else should I ask?"
"Even so, I didn't promise to marry you, did I?"
Leng Yunting rubbed her tender legs with his little Leng Yunting and slowly pushed forward, "This point is rejected! Just consider how to marry me and how to give birth to a younger brother to Xiao Bao."
"I...ah..." He sealed the extra words in his throat. He jumped up strongly and kissed her whole body with a completely occupied posture.
It was dense, light or heavy, gradually, all her resistance turned into panting and chanting. It was like an aria, ups and downs, and continuous ups and downs...
The windows were not closed tightly, and occasionally there was a few wisps of wind that blew into the room through the window screen. The cool wind could not dissipate the heat accumulated in their hearts.