Chapter 122: Tired too! (1/2)

That strong physique, like the gentle walls, was so volatile that the snow fell.

Before Xue Luo had time to reprimand him, he opened his mouth in dissatisfaction first.

”Don't make trouble, sleep well, tired! Don't touch you tonight!”

It's as if ‘he does n’t touch her’ is a gift to her.

He crossed his stiff legs across Xue Luo's slim legs and imprisoned her freedom all at once.

Xue Luo wanted to push away the man, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't push him. The slight snoring sound from the man seemed to be even more dissatisfied with the random behavior of Xue Luo.

Xue Luo stopped struggling, looking at the man sleeping peacefully.

For a while, Xue Luo suddenly felt that his life seemed to be pressed by God. In this misplaced relationship, Xue Luo seems to find no way out.

What should I do? Knowing that he should be righteous in rejecting Feng Xinglang's disguised affection, but he was so unconcerned that he fell into his tenderness and could not extricate himself.

At this moment, Xue Luo finally understood: the true meaning of the moth fluttering fire!

Knowing that it was a mistake, why bother doing it alone? Just for that moment when the light flashed in front of me?

The next day.

Snow fell awake in the arms of a man.

This embrace ... is it too sensual? Absolute live version!

Snow fell almost from Feng Xinglang's arms. I do n’t know when the man ’s clothes are gone, almost with her ... with her ... wait, what about the pajamas on him?

Snow fell and looked down, shocked to stunned: the pajamas on her body had been pushed down to her waist, she had not wore a small inner, but she was shaking her soft and sweet beauty!

Oh my god! Lin Xueluo, you sleepy stupid pig! You've all been burned out by others, and you've slept so hard?

Fortunately, the man has yet to wake up. All this embarrassment and shame, there is room for salvation.

Xue Luo quickly pulled up the pyjamas around her waist and tidy it up, and then carefully pulled her legs out of the man's arms like a carrot.

When he was almost done, the man rolled over and held her down. Press it, even on her ... that.

Like the lion's slightly humming when he woke up at first, the unruly hand, habitually groping upwards; pushing her soft beauty into an beautiful flower instantly.

Snow fell conditioned and bowed his head, biting a bit on the man's arm.

Then the wolf howled and fled. Don't even dare to go back. Fearing that the man saw his embarrassment, he would have to utter sarcasm and ridicule her.

Glancing at the woman's energetic figure who fled into the wasteland, looking at the two rows of teeth marks on her arm that were bitten by the woman, Fengxing Langfeng's handsome face became more glamorous.

Adding such a small thing to a lonely, depressed life is a good adjustment.

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In the bathroom, Xue Luo repeatedly checked the door locks twice before he began to shower quickly.