Chapter 2080： .Three hundred rounds of war (1/2)

Feng Liting stood aside, his eyes fired a little, and he observed that there was a shower switch that could be turned on on the wall beside him.

He reached out and pressed it open.

A stream of cold water poured through Ye Zhixia's side from her body.

”Ah.” Ye Zhixia stood up cleverly, her face and hair were inevitably wet.

A: ”Quickly turn it off, Feng Liting.”

Feng Liting leaned on the wall, turned off the switch, and looked at her weakly: ”Sorry, I didn't stand still.”

”I think you did it deliberately.” Ye Zhixia stamped her feet in breath. She was originally dressed in thin clothes at home and was soaked in water.

Posted on the body.

The white cotton fabric fits the body, and the exquisiteness inside is looming.

Feng Liting's eyes were bright and dark, and the hand holding the wall faintly revealed blue veins, and his voice was hoarse after suppression, like a knife.

The piece was scratched on the strings of the guitar: ”No, I was dizzy, holding on to the wall, unexpectedly hit the switch.”

Ye Zhixia couldn’t find any words to scold him, and there was no air-conditioning in the bathroom, and cold clothes stuck to her.

She was a little uncomfortable on her, she waved her hand and walked out: ”I won't let you water, let it go by yourself.”

When he passed by, a scent that seemed to be like nothing came to his face.

Feng Liting grabbed her wrist subconsciously, and when she turned her head, he pulled her whole body forcefully into his arms.

Ye Zhixia hadn't recovered, his lips were already pressed against hers.

”Um...” Ye Zhixia wanted to resist, but found that the manpower that had just said that she was dizzy was too big to be freed.

He firmly fastened her in his arms, held her tightly, and kissed her hard, as if he didn't stop.

Ye Zhixia was stunned and couldn't figure out what was going on.

She broke free twice, but felt his body slowly change.

It's so bloody, and it's so blushing.

A long kiss ended by Feng Liting after a long time. He withdrew, breathing quickly and heavy, but did not let go of his hand.

Ye Zhixia had already been kissed, blushing, and pressing her head: ”Can you let me go?”

”No.” He replied, deep and clear: ”The fire you light must be extinguished by you.”

”What the fire that I lit...ah.” In Ye Zhixia's screams, this was the man who said he could not sleep without a bath.

This kind of carried her on his shoulders.

Also deliberately made a bad push.

Ye Zhixia was even more panicked and didn't know where to catch.

Feng Liting grinned wickedly, and threw her directly onto the bed, and said fiercely, ”Did you just like this?

Throw mine? ”

”You are revenge.” Ye Zhixia rubbed her waist that had just been hurt by him.

”So what? I have more ruthless ones.” Feng Liting bullied her up, crushing her to death.

Ye Zhixia was shocked, she used all her strength to resist, but she couldn't push him away, and she didn't know it was because of excessive force.

What's the matter? Her face flushed: ”Get up quickly, I have to go to school tomorrow.”

”Ye Zhixia, do you still remember your identity?” Feng Liting suddenly asked.

Ye Zhixia raised her eyes, met his serious eyes, and couldn't help but follow seriously: ”I have already gone to school, and I

Did not cause trouble outside, did not bully others everywhere as Mrs. Feng Jia. ”

Hearing her explanation together, Feng Liting couldn’t help but say, “I didn’t say this, but you are very good, the Feng family’s wife, no

Wrong, you are the wife of Feng Jia...”

When he said this, his eyes were like a wild beast, as if he was going to swallow her little white rabbit alive.

He stretched out his hand and stroked her hair over and over again: ”Mrs. Feng, do you want to fulfill your obligations?”

”Obligations? What obligations?”

”That's...” Feng Liting lowered her head, blowing a hot and humid breath in her ears: ”The obligation to be a wife.”

Ye Zhixia reacted, it was too late to struggle, Feng Liting was not as strong as a drinker, so she shut it down.

Turn off the light, the bedroom plunged into darkness.

The momentary darkness made Ye Zhixia's eyes pitch black, and she couldn't tell the direction.

When she saw clearly, the loud voice threw her down.

”Don't... Feng Liting...”

”Call my husband...”

The gasps overlap, and the moon slowly rises and falls.

...

Ye Zhixia was woken up by the phone the next day, she touched the phone on the bedside table for a long time, took it and took a look.

Eyes are warm calls.

”Hello?” Ye Zhixia closed her eyes again with a strong sleeping cavity.

”Zhixia, are you still awake? Didn't you say that you accompany me to choose clothes to celebrate today? Why are you still sleeping late?” Warm asked.

”What time is this...” Ye Zhixia raised her mobile phone to check the time. When she saw ten o'clock, she suddenly sat up from the bed.

She turned her head and glanced at the bed next to her, no one was gone.

Breathing out, she sank back into the soft bed again: ”I was so tired last night, I won't be with you today.

I want to make up for sleep. ”

”Too tired? What's the situation?” Warm and keenly aware of the unusual breath.

”No.” Ye Zhixia turned over and found that her face was a little hot.