Chapter 184: Its such a waste of clothes! (1/2)

An Yan shook his head incomprehensibly, sighed slightly, and turned away with the burdock soup.

I thought the second master and his wife would quarrel with each other, but they didn't expect them to be so fast! I have to say that these two young masters are so romantic and tamed that they tamed the second young grandmother so that they didn't even have a quarrel, so they gave it directly to the pro.

In fact, An Ying didn't care whether the two enthusiastic people in the room were using a bed or a desk; she only cared for her family members. In case the little guy is already pregnant in Mrs. Snow's stomach, how uncomfortable is the hard and cold desk.

And he also used such strange moves, how uncomfortable the little guy is in the mother's belly.

An Ying couldn't understand the style and excitement of the young people. She only knew that the children of Feng Family were more important.

As An An can see: Feng Xinglang held the woman up and laid it on the desk tenderly; because of this height, she was more emotional. The button in front of Xue Luo had been released, and Yingmei was leaping out, sketching the woman's curvilinear form.

Feng Xinglang kissed a little wantonly, like an emotional brush, depicting the contours of Xue Luo's face little by little; bowing all the way to the place full of light, arching it, and fitting him perfectly Handsome face.

The lines on his face are resolute, and they even set off the feminine beauty.

At night, it was quiet.

On a clear night sky, countless stars squeezed out of the night; the mist of the night infiltrated in the air, spreading a thick atmosphere. Looking up at the sky, the dazzling stars are exceptionally clear, and the distant stars are shining like fine waves.

It wasn't until the savage pain came from somewhere that Xue Luo slowly returned to his senses from his chaotic consciousness.

Are you going crazy? How could a co-owner be intimate with such a weird gesture? It's still on the desk! The clothing on his body was half an inch and half a thread long, and he could not cover the half-length upper body under Feng Xinglang's claws. The man was standing in front of his desk in a well-dressed suit.

Xue Luo suddenly felt that she was really useless. A kiss from a man can make her so emotional.

Throwing his shame behind his back, indulging his emotions to entangle this man.

Xue Luo bit her lip sadly, and she really wanted to slap herself hard. How can you be ashamed of the inhuman and immoral intimacy with men like this?

”What's wrong? Uncomfortable?” Feng Xinglang noticed the slight tremor of the woman in her arms, and hugged her coy body tightly in her arms, ”Is the desk too hard? Let's move somewhere . ”

Feng Xinglang can hold the petite snow drop with one arm; Xue Luo instinctively struggles to break away from the man's support, but Feng Xinglang's other strong arm tightly surrounds her back, letting Her beauty clings to his hungry chamber.

Going crazy! She came to Fengjia to talk with Feng Xinglang about divorcing his elder brother Feng Lixin, but what is Lin Xueluo doing now? Half-push half-pressed by the man, doing shameless things?

In order to maintain the poor self-esteem at the bottom of the heart, Xue fell on the thin lips of the man who sealed her lips and took a bite.

This mouthpiece is heavy and heavy, because Feng Xinglang's lip was bitten by Xue Luo, and light and light, because this pain is undoubtedly a little scratch for the strong Feng Xinglang.

The man paused and supported his strong physique with a single arm, allowing her below to breathe freely and automatically.

Feng Xinglang looked down at the docile woman below him, with a soft voice, ”Not willing?”

”Feng Xinglang, we can't do this!” Xue Luo's voice trembled slightly.

”Isn't it possible ... not unwilling, isn't it?”