2429. Chapter 2428 You are not talking about life but practice
Chapter 2428 You are not talking about life, but practice
"I, I have a proposal!" She couldn't break away, only to divert the attention of men.
Continue again, with her understanding of this man, the balcony will not be safe.
Men don't say anything, wait for him to continue.
"Adult, tomorrow is the weekend, I ... I want to take my brother out to play, can I let me bring your son?"
After speaking, she worked hard and smiled twice.
Feng Yan squinted her eyes slightly, holding her chin and lifting her chin slightly, and looked down and saw her rosy lips of her good eyes and cherry classes.
"I won't hurt him ..." Su Hanyan wanted to pull his hand, because his chin was about to break, "Tomorrow ... Tomorrow is Cong’ s birthday ... Sixteen years old, Cong Cong is sixteen years old,
tomorrow……"
He must have doubted his intentions.
Also, where is this identity qualified to bring him a child?
But she shouldn't hate him, she lost her child, should she even bring his child to hate.
She closed her eyes, and Feng Yi's cute little face was really not hated!
Suddenly, her eyelids were hot.
It's a man's kiss!
Because it is closed, the senses are clearer.
"grown ups……"
She murmured, and her lips were blocked.
Her lips were perfect, and men described them with patience and patience again and again.
Kissing her is what he likes to do.
Because her sweetness and beauty seemed to be poisonous, it was easy to confuse him.
Gradually, his kiss was fierce and enthusiastic, as if the next second would take a trace of oxygen in her lungs.
She couldn't breathe, her face flushed.
After a while, he looked up slightly, but his arm still imprisoned her tightly in his arms.
Su Hanyan was tangled and uncomfortable. She quietly attached his tall body. The faint fragrance and tobacco aroma on his body made her obsessed.
"Tomorrow I will rest!" The man's tone is the same as mellow wine.
"Um?"
She was still confused, raised her little face and looked at him. Shui Yang's eyes flickered with a charming light.
Feng Yan lowered his head, gently nodded on her lips, and then clinging her face next to her face tightly, "Give you to you, Tomorrow's time."
To this woman in his arms, he chose to indulge again.
"I? Arrange you?"
"Do you have an opinion?"
"I ..." Su Hanyan just wanted to play with Lin Congcong and Feng Yi. I never thought to go out with him.
Moreover, she doesn't understand what this man is doing.
Feng Yan gave her a uninteresting look, and took her to move gently on the balcony, as if she was dancing slowly with the silent music.
The handsome face of the man shakes in front of Su Hanyan's eyes.
Do you love your wife?
She almost asked her mouth, but she finally held her breath and held back.
Such a cold -blooded man must have no love.
"Your wife ... how do you die?" She asked trembled.
Feng Yan looked down at her and answered lightly, "amniotic fluid embolism."
"It's a pity!" Su Hanyan said suddenly.
If the woman is not dead, she can see what kind of woman she is, she can marry this man, and give birth to a son for him.
"Life, people die, but naturally, there is no regret. Don't be in love, don't be afraid of death ..." Feng Yan's tone was bland and could not hear sadness and joy.
Su Hanyan's interface said, "No sadness and joy, no sorrow ... no desire, no demand, adult, you are not talking about life, but practice."