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1786. The Poorest Rich Man 3

Feng Feng sighed, Na Yingzi was really far-sighted, he had predicted that the price of houses would rise so early, but unfortunately what he drew with his fingers could only be circles, never houses. [26nbsp;]

Faintly, she heard Li Huan's voice: "Feng Feng, is your only ideal really to have your own house?"

"House prices are soaring now, and the down payment has increased to 40%. It seems that I will never be able to afford it in my life. You don't know, I read the newspaper the other day, and the price of cemeteries has also increased. Many cemeteries cost how much."

Ten thousand yuan, oh, will I not even be able to afford a cemetery after I die? However, I don’t care about this. After death, it doesn’t matter if my bones are eaten by wild dogs... Anyway, I will die a hundred times, and I will have nothing.

I don’t know, haha..."

There was an unspeakable sadness in his heart, and he said after a long time: "What are you talking about? I will buy you a big house in the future..."

"..."

The sound on her back gradually became silent, and she had fallen asleep.

"Feng Feng, here we are..."

No one agreed, and the person on his back had already fallen asleep. Li Huan had to free one hand, took the key, opened the door and went in, and then gently placed her on the bed. She was still asleep, with her face flushed under the light.

He was still smiling slightly, as if he was having a sweet dream.

He touched her face and suddenly remembered the erotic time he had spent with her in the palace, and the passionate kiss in the street between the "dog man and woman" he saw at night. He made a "rumbling" sound in his throat, and his whole body seemed to be so hot.

Smoke is going to come out.

He is a normal and strong man. When he came to this other world, he had never been close to any woman. If the initial confusion and fear when he came to this world suppressed his desires, now, those desires have surged like a mountain torrent.

About to explode...

He sat down by the bed, lowered his head, and without moving too much, kissed her lips very lightly. She still didn't wake up.

Her deep sleep reassured him. This woman was obviously his wife. There was nothing wrong with being intimate with his wife, right? This thought strengthened his determination and actions. He lay on his side next to her,

Kiss her and gently caress her smooth neck...

After such a tossing, Feng Feng woke up immediately, screamed in fear, turned over and sat up: "What are you doing, Li Huan..."

He grabbed hold of her desperate struggle, lifted up her skirt, and her body became even hotter. His long-suppressed desire overcame all reason, and he gently pressed her under him...

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