68. Chapter 68 As long as you want as long as I can 8
She was still not used to kissing, shivering in his arms, dodging slightly, and was guided by him at a loss. After a while, her consciousness fluttered, and her body softened.
The wine under the pressure began to attack slowly again, making her a little confused, holding his neck with both hands, and being kissed by him stupidly.
Gradually, Feng Yan felt the woman in her arms, and her body became softer and softer, as if she had no bones hanging on him, knowing that she was deeper, so she reached out and hugged her.
The way the princess hugged Xiaoyu Orange in his arms comfortably. She opened her eyes slightly and murmured: "Always holding me away, okay?"
Feng Yan smiled, didn't speak, but really hugged her in the hazy night. Each step extending was so crisp and neat, so firm.
Xia Yu Orange was nestled in his arms, and his face was tightly attached to his chest. Inside, a strong heart beating strongly.
She has a particular feelings.
She felt that they were not in reality, but floating in a soft place. His firm pace, warm embrace, and brushing her upset heart again and again, letting her put something deeper in her heart.
Then, then
Such a man, like Lu Licheng, was originally a person in the two worlds. In the eyes of others, they were so high, so it was not close. For her, it should be retreating.
meaning?
Thinking that she moved uneasily in his arms, why did he think of that name again, as Shang Mengwan said, he was going to come, and he should have come.
Instead of letting her sit alone in a barren wilderness alone, I look at the sky ...
A touch of wetness was stained with her curled eyelashes.
Nympho
Feng Yan hugged her, and walked on the street without knowing it. Zhu Yan drove the car and followed them carefully.
This is the first time he has seen a girl who has seen a girl like this. Holding a woman in the night, it seems romantic, but it really wants to do it. That is really hard work.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour later ...
Feng Yan's footsteps gradually slowed down, and finally stopped on the side of the road. The little woman in her arms had buried her face in his arms and fell asleep.
Zhu Yan stopped the car and quickly opened the door for him.
Holding the sleeping Xia Yu Orange, the wind was carefully got in the car, and then began to adjust the posture so that she would sleep more comfortably.
"Lighten movement ..." He whispered without lift his head ordered Zhu Yan who was about to cover the door.
Zhu Yan nodded, closed the door of their side gently, and then walked into the cab.
"Go home!" Feng Yan's arm tightly tight, his eyes were gentle.
Nympho
Back to the villa, Xia Yu Orange's consciousness is still deep.
Regardless of whether she was willing, she picked her up three or two times and threw it into the massage bathtub with the hot water. Her body slipped sharply and planted it in his arms.
"Little Drunk Cat!" He hugged her, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"I ... no drunk! It's a headache ..." Xia Yu's red ears and red ears answered, soaked in the warm water with lavender essential oil, she leaned in his arms and closed her eyes comfortably.