Chapter 79: Loud slap (1/2)

Coming to his face was the slight scent of alcohol on the man's body, which was not unpleasant; mixed with the smell of tobacco, Feng Xinglang's rich hormonal breath tightly wrapped the snow falling breath. Every trace of air inhaled was contaminated by men.

Snow fell for a moment, and then she experienced the heavy body like a mountain.

”Feng Xinglang ... heavy ... heavy ... you opened it ... pressed me.” Xue Luo felt his breath was almost cut off.

She wanted to use her arms to prop up the man away from herself, but the end result turned into a pair of her little hands scratching like a cat on Feng Xinglang's chest, and itching into the man's heart .

”Good, don't move!” Feng Xinglang didn't seem drunk yet.

Province personnel. He seemed to enjoy the softness of snow falling, the feeling of two heartbeats snuggling together, so that each other could be comforted, and the two lonely hearts were no longer desolate.

Feng Xinglang was comfortable, but the snow falling below was uncomfortable. She leaned her back on the hard floor. She is only one meter six five, how can the petite body withstand his tenderness?

After being pressed in this way, Xue Luo felt that he would either be crushed, or the internal organs would be crushed out!

”Feng Xinglang ... you are really heavy!” Xue Luo sobbed, like a cat humming. With a weak gasp.

”Trouble!” Feng Xing Lang Fei's thin lips twitched, and her arms were stretched tightly across the snow-falling waist, and one of them drove them over. She goes up, he goes down.

Thinking he was free, Xue Luo just wanted to get up from Feng Xinglang's body, but was struck by the dissatisfaction of the man's strong arm; Xue Luo's upper body, which had just been lifted up, was pressed down again ... … The red lips pressed against the man's lips impartially.

Xue Luo felt her lips hurt so much, and she stretched out her hands to rub; but how could Feng Xinglang allow her lips to leave? He jammed her head forward, and her four lips stuck together.

The lips of men are mellow and full of heavy red wine; unexpected tenderness!

Xue Luo didn't feel it was an invasion, counting the number of her teeth, sweeping the sweetness in her mouth; not eager, warm, like a frog in warm water, slowly falling In his tenderness.

Such intimacy is fascinating. Snow fell again in the tenderness of the man like water. Unconsciously, Xue Luo's original loose pajamas had now fallen to the waist by men, with indescribable charm and charming.

Xue Luo is beautiful, her beauty is pure, without a trace of dust.

He liked the way she was charming in his arms, and he was so drunk that he temporarily forgot all his anger, hatred, and enmity. As long as he was sunk with her, he didn't have to think about where the eve is.

God, are you confused by this man again? It ’s all done like this, but it does n’t feel a little bit? Still devoted to the kiss with him? Xue Luo's face was ashamed again!

”Feng ... Feng Xinglang, I hate you!” She picked up her pajamas and stared at Ping Xinglang with rain in her eyes.