Chapter 1632 (1/2)

1632

after some intimacy, Ye Fan is afraid that he can't control himself.

When Su Qingxue is panting, Ye Fan resists the impulse and turns over from the bed.

After wiping his face, Ye Fan said, ”wife, I'd better go back to my room and sleep. You're too tempting. I can't carry it any longer.”.

Su light snow red face, pulled his pajama collar, the button has been untied by the man several.

She got up barefoot, ran into the bathroom, ”you go quickly, every time like this, I want to practice!”

Ye Fan was reminded by this reminder that he had to seize the time to practice the Dragon nine changes, so he also got up to the door.

As soon as I was about to leave the room, I heard the sound of flushing in the bathroom

Su Qingxue should have taken a bath. What is she doing now?

Ye fanlue thought about it, and immediately thought of the problem. He couldn't help but smile. ”Tut” twice. He really wanted to go in and have a look at the woman at the moment

However, I can only think about it. If I go in now and see any special pictures, I guess Su Qingxue will be angry.

Back to his room, Ye Fan sat quietly on the balcony chair, looking at the night, took out a cigarette

Just at this time, a sound came from downstairs. A hairy white tiger jumped onto the second floor, and then jumped into Ye Fan's arms.

”Steamed bread?” Ye Fan saw this little guy, grinning and touching its small ears, ”you don't sleep at night, where are you going crazy?”

The steamed bread was caressed with pleasure, and her golden eyes narrowed into two slits.

Ye Fan touched the little guy for a while, took out the lighter, but found that the lighter ran out of oil.

After thinking about it, Ye Fan looked down at Lu Wu and said, ”steamed bread, can you spray fire? A little light on the fire, your mother is not fire, water, wind, anything can come? Although you are still young, can't you spray too much

The steamed bread tilted his head and looked at Ye Fan in a daze. He didn't seem to understand what he meant.

With a smile, Ye Fan put a cigarette to the mouth of the steamed bread, pointed to it, and said, ”fire, a small bite! Whoa! Huhoo... ”

With that, Ye Fan demonstrated himself, blowing with his mouth.

Steamed bread finally ”understand”, and then a mouth, ”ah Wu” a mouthful, to bite off half of the cigarette!

”Puff”, the steamed bread tasted of tobacco. It tasted terrible, and then it was spitted out again. The little tongue in disgust indicated that the food was not delicious.

Ye Fan wanted to cry without tears, ”I let you ignite! Didn't let you eat the cigarette! Aren't you a god beast? Why can't you understand human language

A fleshy sole of the steamed bread is beating on Ye Fan's thigh, as if he is asking for something else.

”Eat and eat. You've known to eat since childhood. You're lazy. How can you do that? Are you going to be a fat tiger? Today we must learn to spray fire! ”

Ye Fan, in a tone of educating children, then takes out a cigarette and puts it at the mouth of steamed bread.

”Come on, blow the fire!”

The steamed bread turns its head, which means that he doesn't want to eat it.

Ye Fan grabbed the head of the steamed bread, turned it around, and said, ”spit fire, didn't let you eat! Come on, whoa

The steamed bread is wrongly patting the small claws, ”Ao Ao Ao” ground whispers, kills not to eat.