Chapter 217: Mens suffocation (1/2)

I long for you, who wants it!

Snow fell so scared that the atmosphere didn't dare to mess up. Worried about being careless, the man left himself in the car.

He had a wild beast, it was just a matter of pulling pants, and there was still a small life of only eight weeks in his stomach. He couldn't afford to play with him, and he couldn't let him do whatever he wanted.

”Feng, Feng Xinglang, what do you want to do? You ... don't mess around. I have explained what I just explained, and I have confessed to you wrong.”

Although I was very dissatisfied, Xue fell on the words but had a low profile: I have given up to this, what do you think of Xinglang Lang!

”But my fire ... hasn't died yet!”

Feng Xinglang whispered his voice, and deliberately brushed the breath in his mouth on the snow-falling cheek to make the distance between them narrower because of his breath. In a small space, other ambiguous flows.

Xue Luo felt that the air around him seemed to be breathed by this man, leaving only his breath. Make her have to breathe his breath full of lungs, let her whole person be wrapped in his male hormones.

This atmosphere really made Xue Luo panic. The man's fire hasn't gone out yet? What kind of fire is this fire?

If Lin Xueluo had changed a few months ago, she would have thought that it would be a simple man's anger; but with this shameless man for a long time, his ears and eyes were stained with his coquettish words and behaviors. Emotional aspects to associate!

”Feng Xinglang, should I get out of the car and buy you an ice cream to lower the fire?”

The snow fell whispered to discuss with Feng Xinglang. Buying ice cream is just an excuse. The ultimate purpose of Xue Luo is, of course, to escape from Feng Xinglang's clutches. She couldn't bear his fire.

”Ice cream or something, how could I get my fire from Feng Xinglang? Lin Xueluo, I think you are the best tool to fire!”

Just say it, Feng Xinglang has always been so resolute. Before Snowfall could react, Feng Xinglang bullied him and put Snow in his arms again.

This time, he didn't kiss her or kiss her; instead ... he fixed his two slim legs with one of his strong legs, and let Xue No matter how hard Luo is struggling, he cannot move at all.

”Feng Xinglang, what do you want to do? You let me go!” Xue Luo was trembling. Men's suffocation, she has taught.

Xue Luo didn't dare to make great efforts. The doctor said that in the first three months, he must pay attention to his body not to be able to exert force, nor to allow external forces to hurt himself, and he must always take care of it.

Of course, there is the following warning that makes Xue Luo blush and heartbeat: Just don't do too close things with the child and his father.

Xue Luo is already an expectant mother, and of course she knows what the overly intimate things in the doctor's mouth refer to.

She Lin Xueluo knows what's so useful. The key is that the man who is as strong as a cow is suppressing himself. He doesn't know!

”What am I going to do, you'll know in a while.”

One hand of Feng Xinglang had penetrated into the snow-fall knitting sweater pendant. Instead of going up, he went straight down.