Chapter 692 (1/2)

Her body, almost the same as before pregnancy, has no change. Her upper and lower skin is white, clear, smooth and delicate, like a good silk and a flawless jade, which makes people love it.

Feng Yu hurriedly pressed Xin mogo's hand. She was sure that Xin mogo was in a good mood at the moment.

However, of course, she would not think that xinmogo was just a person who was greedy for pleasure, and would not think that his mood was only due to the short joy in the bed. Then there was only one explanation. He should have thought of how to deal with Cang Yueyu, so that's why.

Thinking of this, Feng Yu's lips were slightly hooked up and asked directly, ”have you figured out how to go next?”

”At this time, don't say this.” Xin mogo gave Feng Yu a punitive kiss on the lips.

”You...”

”You don't seem to want to rest.” Xin mogo kissed again and interrupted Feng Yu.

Feng Yu was slightly annoyed. Was he deliberately not telling her? Immediately bet: ”you let go of me and don't want to say it. I don't want to know.”

Xin mogo smiled, and the hand that touched Feng Yu's waist retreated. Instead, he provoked Feng Yu's jaw, so that Feng Yu had to look at him, ”I said I was there. Don't worry, don't think about anything. We won't say that at this time. ” After that, xinmogo bent down, sealed Fengyu's lips with a kiss, pried open Fengyu's lips and drove straight in. Her sweetness made him just want more. For Cang Yueyu, no matter whether he can't expose his identity because the current situation is urgent, or deliberately expose his identity, he wants them to know that this move has been made at this time, so he can see who laughs last. This revenge, he will let him cangyue Yu return a hundred times and a thousand times.

Feng Yu's breathing was slightly disordered, and her body still had some obvious pain, especially in her lower body.

Xin mogo didn't get out of Feng Yu's mouth until she was almost out of breath. Then he went all the way down Feng Yu's neck. At the same time, his hand had passed through Feng Yu's robe and touched it again.

”Let go... Let go of me.” Feng Yu refused, and the more she thought, the more angry she became.