Feng Wu laughed suddenly, and the vibration in his chest spread to Qin Yichuan's whole body. The two of them hugged each other tightly: "I just said it casually, did you understand it?"
Feeling the big palm on his waist, Feng Wu suddenly smiled evilly: "Since your husband thinks so, then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful. I support your husband in everything."
After saying that, he raised his head, stretched out his hand to grab his broad shoulders, went directly to Qin Yichuan's neck, and then touched his Adam's apple directly.
Qin Yichuan held Feng Wu's hand tightly and looked at the bed curtain above his head. His golden eyes appeared directly and gradually made waves.
Feng Wu was like those romantic second uncles who played with the person on the tip of his heart at will. He slowly and gently moved it up to his chin and pressed a gentle kiss.
Then he chuckled: "Husband, don't be so nervous."
Then he pressed directly against the lips that were smeared with lipstick, and the two of them just pressed together so gently without making any further movements. Then Feng Wu raised his head and said, "It's quite soft, but it's still common.
Okay, otherwise my husband might get angry with me tomorrow."
After saying that, he printed it again. This time, he no longer tasted it briefly. The scent of the medicine lingered between the two of them. Feng Wu tentatively ticked the hook, and then thoroughly conquered the city.
Qin Yichuan's mind was a little blank, and he was feeling dizzy, as if he was drunk, and his whole body was burning.
After the kiss, both of them were a little out of breath. They felt something different under the quilt. Feng Wu turned over directly, and before Qin Yichuan could react, he pulled the quilt that had been torn a little messy just now.
It was covered on the head and two words were thrown over: "Sleep."
She really looks like a prodigal who doesn't wipe her mouth after eating.
Qin Yichuan had just tasted the taste of drunkenness, and it was the time to eat the bones and marrow. He was so likely to let this prodigal girl go, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "My wife has finished tasting it, but my husband hasn't tasted it yet?"
After saying that, he directly raised his hand and pulled down the quilt covering Feng Wu's head: "If the wife doesn't come, I'll take care of you. If your husband comes, I'll take care of you." ωωw..net
It makes sense.
Feng Wu's chin was hooked by Qin Yichuan's slender palm, and then he stood up slightly, hooked Feng Wu's slender waist with his other hand, and brought him over.
The night wind outside gently beat on the window with a gap, as if cheering and applauding the two of them. Feng Wu heard a sound of protest, and the strong scent of medicine filled his breath, making Feng Wu
I felt a little dizzy, even in the dark night I kept my eyes closed, not daring to open them and look at the man I had annoyed.
The protest continued until midnight, and Feng Wu's even breathing could be heard in his ears. Qin Yichuan endured his last endurance to straighten Feng Wu's clothes that had been lifted to his waist. His eyes were scarlet, even in the dark night.
That extremely handsome face looked seductive and ghostly at the moment.
He was breathing heavily in his chest, trying his best to control it so as not to wake up the sleeping person.
Qin Yichuan was alone with Feng Wu's breathing to calm his excited and racing heart. He still held Feng Wu's hand tightly with one hand and refused to let go. He turned his head to look in her direction and opened his mouth silently.