Feng Danyuan's instructions were actually very simple: no matter how busy he was, Wei Zi could not forget him.
It's just that it was too shameful and too weak to say such words, so he used actions to make her remember it.
Wei Zi was worried about his vaccine reaction at first: "You have to have a good rest today..."
"Oh..." His actions were still not enough to impress her.
The red lips gently bit her pink lips, touching her passionately.
Wei Zi could no longer think of reminding him of the vaccination he had just received.
There was only one thought in her mind: Article 15 of the "Red Cloud Camp" military regulations prohibits entering romantic places to have an affair with a romantic woman.
So, where did Feng Shuai, who sets an example and keeps himself clean, learn so many tricks?
Later, stimulated by endless waves of desire, she could not even think of this thought. She only felt that she was drowning in a sea of bliss, screaming and crying feebly in his arms.
,beg for mercy.
The voice fell in Feng Danyuan's ears, like a cat's claws scratching his heart, making his heart twitch, and like a fire, burning his mind with blazing flames.
Holding on to the last shred of reason, he used "Canghailu" to pour out the sea of fire, only to regain some clarity.
He took a deep breath and slowed down, but was reluctant to stop.
Staring at that gorgeous little face, he lowered his head to kiss her voluptuous red lips, gently comforted her, and licked away the tears on her face bit by bit.
Wei Zi was trembling all over, looking at him with half-open eyes stained with mist and mist. His face, which was covered with a layer of mist, was all about him wanting to swallow her alive.
With a "boom" sound, the fire exploded completely, burning a pair of peach blossom eyes with a red color.
"Canghailu" is no longer useful.
In the end, she couldn't cry anymore, and she felt like she was being carried out of bed and into the water.
After washing away the sticky mess, she returned to bed.
She huddled in his arms and fell asleep.
My body was extremely tired, but my mind was still tense.
At dawn, Wei Zi was so tired that her limbs felt like they were no longer her own, but she still woke up.
She only moved slightly, and Feng Danyuan opened his eyes.
"woke up?"
"Hmm." Before his mind returned to normal, Wei Zi's voice sounded like a cat meowing, and it was a bit annoying.
The sound of her crying in his arms last night suddenly sounded in Feng Danyuan's mind. The redness in her peach blossom eyes became thicker, and her breathing became heavier.
Wei Zi wanted to stand up and see if it was light outside the house, but her hands were weak and half of her body fell on Feng Danyuan again.
A dark shadow suddenly fell in front of her eyes. She looked at Feng Danyuan who turned over and covered her body, her eyes were startled.
His face was right in front of her, with red peach-blossom eyes, a straight nose and red lips, and a complexion as white as snow, with no pores visible - why can a man's skin be so good, and he is still a military commander who has been fighting all year round?
This problem has troubled Wei Zi for a long time.
At this moment, it appeared again, but the next moment she had no time to think about it.
Feng Danyuan's red lips pressed down.
He placed one hand on the bed and deftly unbuttoned her thin pajamas with the other. But he thought to himself: If he had known he would have to take it off, he would not have put it on for her last night.
The skin-to-skin contact is like a thirsty desert traveler finding an oasis. The moment he takes a sip of water, he feels completely refreshed.
Wei Zi remembered business and pushed him with her hand.
However, he held it with his backhand and pressed it directly to the top of her head. His red lips crossed her small and delicate collarbone, and he took two careful pecks. All the way down, he took the most delicate red flower on the top of the snow mountain without hesitation.
lotus.
Wei Zi couldn't help but groan, holding on to her last shred of reason to remind him: "No, today -"
But when these words fell in Feng Danyuan's ears, it meant that he didn't work hard enough.
The other hand quickly found her sensitive area and applied deep and shallow pressure.
Wei Zi's rationality exploded. She wanted to cry but couldn't, so she could only follow him and continue to sink into the sea of bliss.
Her eyelids seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds. She half-opened her eyes in the chaos, but she saw a pair of clear and deep pupils.
There was so much affection in his eyes that he seemed to be able to express a thousand words.
She wanted to reach out and touch her, but she couldn't lift her hand.
Only when those eyes came closer, she raised her head slightly, kissed them gently, and told them: she actually understood.
The waves on my body seemed to have stopped.
The next moment, she was held tightly in his arms, with hot red lips kissing her lips, as if he wanted to merge with her and never be separated for the rest of his life.
